Across A Millennium to Love You

Sima Rui didn't answer. He looked at the courtyard and was very surprised. It's not that he doesn't know what the Leng Palace looks like. It's just that it doesn't look like a Leng Palace, but a comfortable small courtyard.A few days ago, I heard Xiao Dezi talk about Murong Feng's situation here, and I was curious in my heart. I don't understand how a weak woman like Murong Feng can clean up a cold palace that has been deserted for many years?Now that I came here, I was really shocked.

From a distance, I first saw a small courtyard. Compared with Heyi Garden, it is much smaller and more exquisite. It is made of stone masonry, square and not so fancy. Some green flowers and plants are planted outside the high wall. , there is a rectangular plaque hanging on the door, and there are really beautiful three characters on it, 'Minfengju'.Xiao Dezi didn't lie.

Min Fengju?Why put the word Yimin in front?It is understandable to use Feng, because Murong Feng's name is a word of Feng, what about the word Min?How to explain?

Looking at Sima Minglang, Sima Rui smiled slightly, but the smile caused a chill in Sima Minglang's heart. Sima Rui, who became the emperor, was a little different from before. A wayward prince, but a thoughtful king.

"Uncle Huang is very interested. This place is indeed a good place. I am really surprised that such a small cold palace can be made by her." Sima Rui looked at Murong Feng quietly, with a lot of inquiry in his eyes, But hiding behind a faint, not so warm smile, "How did you copy the Buddhist scriptures I asked you to copy?"

Murong Feng pointed to the table behind the window, and said flatly: "I have already copied some and put them on the table, but it is still too early to finish copying a set of scriptures, so the emperor will be disappointed."

Sima Rui walked into the room quietly. There were not many things in the room. There was only a bed, the quilts were neatly folded, a table with a tea set, a candlestick, and a candle by the window. On a desk, there are copied Buddhist scriptures.Sima Rui flipped through it casually, and copied it very neatly. It can be seen that he was in a peaceful state of mind and indifferent when copying.

There is also a painting on the table, which is the courtyard outside, probably drawn randomly, a lonely courtyard, a few plants of grass, occasionally butterflies, a glass of wine on the table, but no one on the bench, quiet and light Melancholy, looks a bit sad, but faint.

Sima Rui was a little surprised. The brush used for this painting was almost exactly the same as the painting on the wall of Heyi Garden. The painting was hung by Yan Yu. When he went back that day, Yan Yu was pasting this painting on the wall.

Yanyu can be regarded as the manager of Heyi Garden now, but she doesn't like to talk very much. Compared with the Yanyu in her previous memory, she is a little less easy-going and a little more strict, especially for Xia He, who is very harsh. Last night because of Xia He He was scolded by Yan Yu for being careless in doing things. It seemed rare that Yan Yu treated his subordinates like this.How could it be bad?

At first he thought it was a famous person's painting, but when he saw Murong Feng's painting on the table, he suddenly realized that it was painted by one person.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he said to Xiao Dezi behind him, "Let's go."

Xiao Dezi was taken aback, and hurriedly left with Sima Rui.Sima Minglang and Murong Feng glanced at each other, wondering what happened.The current Sima Rui has a really big temper.

Back in Heyi Garden, before entering the door, I heard Yan Yu's voice, teaching Xia He a lesson, as soon as Sima Rui heard this tone of speaking, he knew it was to teach Xia He without looking, and he didn't know why. Yu is not only Xia He, but also Meng Wanlu, who seems to have a prejudice against Xia He, no matter how you look at it, it is not pleasing to the eye.

"Still talking back! This is the emperor's place, allowing you to wander around? If you don't accompany your master well, what's the proper way to wander around?" Yanyu's voice was full of dissatisfaction, and when she spoke, her voice was a little high, as if Full of anger.This Xia He was probably wandering around in the Heyi Garden again, and Yan Yu caught him right away.

"Yanyu, come to see me in the study." Sima Rui said, looked at Xiao Dezi, and said, "Prepare some items to avoid the cold, and send the clothes that Murong Feng used to wear. It is already early autumn. It's gradually getting colder, and it's even colder there. Order the eunuchs who manage the items in the harem to stop them from taking all of Murong Feng's food."

"Yes." Xiao Dezi agreed, turned and left.

Yanyu walked into the study with a calm expression on her face, she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Yanyu, that Xia He is entering the palace for the first time, and she doesn't understand some of the rules. Tell her slowly when something happens, don't get angry at every turn, I think she will be like a mouse seeing a cat when she sees you." Sima Rui smiled and said, " Yanyu, you seem to have lost your temper. I remember that you used to be a gentle and quiet woman. My grandmother always praised you for your ability, so I was assigned here. Why did I become the emperor and have not yet learned how to put on airs? You are the first to become powerful."

Yanyu lowered her head, and said lightly: "Yanyu is just doing her duty, the emperor is very busy every day, how do you know that Yanyu has not changed, slaves don't feel that they have changed, and feel that the emperor has changed a lot, unlike before, This servant remembers what the fourth prince was like before, but he doesn't know what kind of person the emperor is now."

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

"It was drawn by your concubine when you were the crown prince, and the emperor asked your servants to post it. Why don't you remember it yourself?" Yan Yu still said lightly.

"My concubine? You mean when I was still the prince, Murong Feng drew it? Then I asked you to paste it? Why don't I have any impression?" Sima Rui was a little puzzled.

"Ever since you became emperor, you can't remember things about Yi more and more clearly." Yan Yu also looked up at Sima Rui with some doubts, thinking to herself, how could Sima Rui have such a poor memory?He continued, "This was drawn by Concubine Murong herself when you and Concubine Murong, the current Concubine Murong, lived in the Fourth Prince's Mansion. At that time, your relationship with Concubine Murong was not good. Pavilion. Later, when you moved to Heyiyuan, you asked me to paste the painting on the wall of your study. Because Yanyu had a lot of things at hand at the time, I forgot it for a while, but I remembered it later, so I found it and pasted it up. Unfortunately, you have already put it on Concubine Murong kicked her out. She forgot to take off the painting. If you don't like it, Yanyu will take it off for you and put it in the servant's room. The servant is looking at it and likes it, so she can't wait to stick it in her own room. Don't you want the servant to take it off now?"

"Forget it, let's post it there first." Sima Rui frowned slightly, looked at Yanyu, and asked quietly, "When did my bad memory start?"