Su Qingyu shook her head: "He didn't have time to ask me for it. It was Su Qingxue who leaked it in front of me, and I only found out about it."
"What's so magical about this sword? That it makes them all want it?"
Lu Yuncheng held Su Qingyu's hand, but stared at the plum blossoms outside the yard: "This sword is indeed called Long Yuan."
He seemed to be caught in some kind of memory: "The Longyuan Sword is an accessory of the Great Emperor, and it is also a token recognized by the Feiyu Army that the Great Emperor carried during his lifetime."
Su Qingyu exclaimed: "So what King An and King Qi want is not the Longyuan Sword, but the Feiyu Army!"
Lu Yuncheng then sneered contemptuously: "It seems that Brother Qi Wang is indeed very well hidden. After so many years, there is no obstacle at all."
He is now very curious about King Qi's disguise and whether his good father was kept in the dark, or was he acting in conjunction with him?
Su Qingyu nodded: "Now that I think about it, every time there is a conflict between Prince Ling's Mansion and Prince An's Mansion, he seems to be muddying the waters."
"No matter who falls first between you and King An, he will profit from it."
This kind of scheming and forbearance is beyond human reach. It is self-evident what King Qi is planning.
Moon on the branches.
Su Qingyu found that Lu Yuncheng seemed to be particularly clingy today and stayed in her yard.
After dinner, he even had all the official documents about the poisonous bug case moved to her yard, and watched her study medical books and read the official documents.
Although Su Qingyu was helpless, she thought that he must have felt insecure because of Concubine Chun, and probably needed company, so she did not drive him away.
Otherwise, she must be trying to study the poison on her body in space at this moment to see if there is any way to detoxify or suppress the poison.
But now, she couldn't bear it.
"This courtyard seems to have no name yet."
Lu Yuncheng suddenly mentioned this matter, and Su Qingyu almost didn't react.
She suddenly remembered that this courtyard was originally used as a wedding room for the two of them. Unexpectedly, Lu Yun was so seriously ill that he couldn't even enter the wedding room, so he never moved here.
As for later, both of them got used to this way of getting along, and no one mentioned this matter.
"How about you give this yard a name."
"I think so too."
Lu Yuncheng smiled and picked up his pen, writing a few words on the paper without hesitation.
Su Qingyu couldn't resist her curiosity and walked directly to him. When she saw the three words he wrote clearly, she felt sad in her heart.
Mu Yuxuan.
The meaning no longer requires any redundant explanation.
But she was afraid, afraid that one day, she could not even imagine how painful and self-blame Lu Yuncheng would be every time he saw this courtyard...
In her heart, Lu Yuncheng was the most magnanimous person in the world. He could not live in a certain place all his life and live an ignoble existence. What he wanted to do was destined to be extraordinary.
Su Qingyu understood that even though it was mostly because she loved him that she was willing to eat the February flowers, his sincerity made her never look back.
Daxia needs people like him.
What the two of them want to do is different, but it can be considered that they reach the same goal through different paths.
"This name... let's change it to something more festive!"
Su Qingyu said that she was about to take away the paper, but Lu Yuncheng easily dodged it.
"I think it's pretty good."
As he spoke, Lu Yun called Liu Yun in and handed him the written paper: "Have someone make a plaque for this courtyard."
"yes."
Su Qingyu had no choice but to let him go.
Winter nights are always extremely cold and biting. Even if the ground dragon is burned in the house, it still can't resist the cold atmosphere.
Lu Yuncheng accidentally touched her hand when he reached for the cup, and was shocked to realize that her hand was so cold.
He immediately held Su Qingyu's cold hand with both hands: "It was fine just now, why has it become so cold now? Is it very cold?"
Su Qingyu smiled helplessly: "I've always had a problem, that is, when I'm about to rest at night, I become particularly afraid of the cold."
Only then did Lu Yuncheng vaguely remember that he and Su Qingyu lived in the palace together that night when the Queen Mother became seriously ill, and she once said that she was afraid of the cold.
It turned out to be so.
Lu Yuncheng stood up and came to her side, held her in his arms, and asked her to put her hands into his clothes.
"Is this better?"
Su Qingyu felt his breath and body temperature, and felt very reassured in her heart: "It's better."
"However, my respected His Highness Prince Ling, it's almost Haishi now. Shouldn't you go back to your yard to rest?"
Lu Yuncheng laughed muffledly: "I thought that if I named the courtyard where we got married, you would reward me for staying!"
Su Qingyu burst out laughing when she heard this: "There's no need to beat around the bush like this."
"Okay, I will be back soon..."
Lu Yuncheng subconsciously thought that Su Qingyu would reject his joke, but he didn't expect that she would give such an answer.
His hand that was about to let go was frozen on the spot, looking at her in disbelief: "Can I stay?"
Su Qingyu nodded and said seriously: "Of course!"
She pointed at the dwarf on the side of the screen: "If the prince doesn't dislike it, the dwarf will be used as his bed. How about that?"
Lu Yuncheng's enthusiasm was half extinguished in an instant, but it was enough to make him happy.
"My wife has your orders, and you should obey your husband's orders."
In this way, Lu Yuncheng finally got a bed in Mu Yuxuan by relying on his persistent and intimidating skills.
Qingfeng, who came in a hurry, heard these two conversations and silently expressed his disgust at his master's spineless behavior.
"Master, Princess Tuoba and Young Master Jiang are getting married tomorrow. Jiang Shangshu has personally sent you an invitation. I hope you and the princess can go to the banquet."
At Lu Yuncheng's signal, Qingfeng placed the invitation on the table and went out.
Su Qingyu suddenly remembered: "I almost forgot, tomorrow is the wedding of Young Master Jiang and Tuoba Linglong!"
Lu Yuncheng opened the post casually, glanced at it twice and put it back. He turned around and got an extra quilt to cover Su Qingyu.
"It's cold tonight, so cover it up more."
Su Qingyu raised her head and looked at him: "Jiang Shangshu personally sent us a message. Does he want to plead for Concubine Hui?"
The ignorant and clear eyes are particularly smart under the candlelight. Just one glance can arouse some kind of heart that is ready to move.
Lu Yuncheng simply couldn't resist her unconscious beauty. He forcibly withdrew his gaze, and then lay down on the low couch that he moved to Su Qingyu's bedside.
"Jiang Shangshu is not the kind of person who would beg for mercy for such a thing."
"As for the purpose of his personal post, we will find out tomorrow when we go there."
Su Qingyu nodded and closed her eyes.
But for some reason, she always felt colder than before tonight, so cold that her teeth were chattering.
She couldn't help but shrink back and forth into the quilt, but she still couldn't get warm.
When Lu Yuncheng heard the noise, he got up and came to the bedside. He put his hand on her forehead and found nothing strange.
"Still feel cold?"
Su Qingyu looked at him pitifully: "I was originally afraid of the cold, but I don't know why it always feels extra cold tonight..."
Lu Yuncheng looked back.
In order to let Su Qingyu sleep better, he had people burn two more charcoal braziers in the house. Even if he slept without a quilt, it shouldn't be so cold.
What is wrong with her?
Lu Yuncheng spoke cautiously: "Do you want me to help you?"
