MTL - Across A Millennium to Love You-Chapter 163

Sima Rui didn't answer. He looked at the courtyard, and was very surprised. What does Leng Palace look like? He doesn't know, but it doesn't look like Leng Palace. It looks like a comfortable small courtyard. A few days ago when I heard Xiao Dezi talking about Murong Feng's situation, I became curious. I didn't understand how a weak woman like Murong Feng could clean up a cold palace that had been deserted for many years? It's really startling to be here now.

Far away, I saw a small courtyard. Compared with Heyiyuan, it was much smaller, more delicate, made of stone, square and square, less fancy, and planted some green flowers on the high walls. There is a rectangular plaque hanging on the door, and there are really three beautiful words on it, '敏 枫 居'. Xiaodezi did not lie.

Min Feng Ju? Why put a sensitive word in front? It can be understood with maple, because Murong Feng's name is a maple word, what about the sensitive word? How to explain?

Looking at Sima Minglang, Sima Rui smiled slightly, but he smiled for a while, and made Sima Rui the emperor, which was a little different from before, and it made him have a chill in his heart. It is no longer a simple A wayward prince, but a well-intentioned king.

"Uncle Huang is so interested. This is indeed a good place. A small cold house made her look like this and it really surprised me." Sima Rui looked at Murong Feng quietly, with many inquiries in his eyes, But hiding behind a faint, not so warm smile, "How is the Buddhist scripture that you copied?"

Murong Feng pointed to the table behind the window and said lightly, "It's been copied and placed on the table, but it's too early to copy a set of scriptures, and it's disappointing the emperor."

Sima Rui walked into the room quietly. There was not much in the room. There was only one bed, the bedding was neatly arranged, a table, a set of tea set on the table, a candle holder, and a window next to it. On the desk, there are now copied Buddhist sutras. Sima Rui flipped it at will, and copied it neatly, and she could see that her mood was peaceful and people were indifferent.

There is a picture on the table, which is exactly the outside courtyard. It is probably a random painting. A lonely courtyard, a few grasses, and occasionally butterflies flying, a glass of wine on the table, but no one on the bench, quiet and faint. Melancholy, looking sad, but faint.

Sima Rui was a bit surprised. The painting was almost exactly the same as the painting on the wall of Heyiyuan. The painting was hung by Yan Yu. He went back that day and Yan Yu was pasting the painting on the wall.

Yanyu is now the director of Heyiyuan, but he doesn't talk very much. It is a little less accommodating and more severe than Yanyu in previous memories. Especially for Xia He, it is very harsh. Last night because of Xia He was not careful about doing things, and he was scolded by Yan Yu. It seems that it is rare for Yan Yu to treat his people in such a way. He has always been kind. How could it be bad?

At first he thought it was a famous person's painting. Now when he sees Murong Feng's painting on the table, he suddenly realizes that this is a painting by one person.

He suddenly remembered something, and said to the little German behind him, "Go."

Xiaodezi froze and left Sima Rui hurriedly. Sima Minglang and Murong Feng glanced at each other, wondering what had happened. Now Sima Rui, his temper is really big enough.

Back at Heyiyuan, before I entered the door, I heard Yan Yu's voice. I was teaching Xia He. As soon as he heard this tone of speech, Sima Rui did n’t have to look, he knew that Xia He was taught, and he did n’t know why Jade is not only Xia He, but also Meng Wanlu. It seems that there are prejudices.

"Still talking back! This is the place of the emperor, which allows you to wander around? What kind of system does it take to accompany your master?" Yan Yu's voice was all dissatisfied, and when she spoke, her voice was a bit high, as if Full of anger. This Xia He is probably wandering in Heyiyuan again, so Yanyu is caught.

"Yan Yu, come and see me in the study." Sima Rui said, looked at Xiaodezi, and said, "Prepare some cold-proof items and the clothes that Murong Feng wore. It is early autumn. There was gradually chill, and it was even colder there. The eunuchs who ordered the management of the goods in the harem were told not to deduct all food from Murong Feng. "

"Yes." The little German promised and turned to leave.

Yan Yu walked into the study with a faint expression on his face and lowered his head without saying a word.

"Yan Yu, that Xia He entered the palace for the first time, and she didn't understand some rules. She told her slowly when things happened. Don't get angry every time she sees you, just like a mouse and a cat." Sima Rui smiled and said, " Yanyu, you seem to have a bad temper. I remember that you used to be a gentle and quiet woman. Your grandmother has always praised you for your ability, so you are assigned here to be an emperor, and you have n’t learned how to hold a shelf. You are the best. ”

Yan Yu lowered his head and said lightly: "Yan Yu just did his duty. The emperor is very busy every day. How do you know that Yan Yu hasn't changed, and the slaves don't feel like they have changed? The slaves remember who the four princes were before, but they do not know who the emperor is now. "

Sima Rui didn't blame her for talking back, but pointed to the painting on the study wall and asked, "Who painted this picture? Who asked you to paste it?"

"That was painted by your prince and concubine when you were a prince, and it was also the emperor that you asked the slaves to attach. Why don't you remember it yourself?" Yan Yu still said lightly.

"His concubine? You mean that when you were a prince or a prince, Murong Feng painted it? Then I asked you to paste it? Why didn't you have any impression?" Sima Rui was a little confused.

"Since you became the emperor, you have become more and more unclear about Yi." Yan Yu also looked up at Sima Rui with a doubt, thinking secretly, why is Sima Rui having such a bad memory? The mouth continued, "This is when you and the Prince, and now Murong lives in the fourth prince's house, and she draws it by herself. At that time, your relationship with Princess Murong was not good. Later, when you moved to Heyiyuan, you asked to paste the painting on the wall of the study. At that time, Yanyu had so many things at hand, and forgot it for a while. Then, after thinking about it, you found it and posted it. Concubine Murong went out. I forgot to take off the painting. If you don't like it, Yan Yu will take it off and put it in the slave's room. The slave is looking at it and wants to stick it in her room. Don't be enslaved now? "

"Well, stick it there first." Sima Rui frowned slightly, looking at Yanyu, and asked quietly, "When did this bad problem start?"