The next day, when Jiang Muyu woke up, he subconsciously touched his side.

As expected, it was empty.

Although she had guessed this would happen, she still couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Why do couples who are in a legitimate relationship always act like they are having an affair?

She sighed helplessly and got up lazily to change her clothes.

During breakfast, Jiang Muyu noticed that Nanny Huang and Yun Yan's eyes were always fixed on her neck, intentionally or unintentionally.

She was confused for a moment and asked, "What's wrong?"

They both shook their heads at the same time.

Jiang Muyu frowned, put down her chopsticks and walked inside. When she looked in the mirror, she saw a red mark on her fair neck, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow.

This is Liang Qingchen's masterpiece.

She tutted her tongue, "Heh-man."

She did not try to hide it, but turned around and walked out of the room to have breakfast calmly.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year and it is a sunny day.

Jiang Muyu had nothing to do, so he prepared some refreshments and went to the top of the mountain to admire the plum blossoms.

There was a thatched pavilion on the mountain. There was no table, only simple chairs made of wooden boards. Yunyan spread a cushion on the wooden boards, sat down, and put the lunch box aside.

From here you can overlook the entire plum forest. Recently, the snow on the top of the mountain has not melted yet. Looking down, the white snow is dotted with tender yellow. It is really light yellow with snow, frozen plums with frost, and the fragrance is rich and clear, gorgeous but not vulgar.

Jiang Muyu suddenly thought of a poem and recited it: "The branches are like jade, naturally thin; the broken gold is especially fragrant."

Yunyan was pouring tea for her. Hearing this, she looked up and said with a smile, "Your Majesty's reputation as a zither player spread far and wide, but few knew that you were also an expert at reciting poems and composing verses."

"I'm fine at reciting poetry, but I'm really bad at composing verses. Besides, the poems I recite are not my own."

Yunyan didn't believe it, she thought the queen was being humble.

Jiang Muyu was too lazy to explain further, so he picked up a piece of cake and put it into his mouth. The lotus cake made by Huang Mama was inherited from her, and it melted in the mouth, sweet but not greasy.

She has always loved sweets, and in modern times she opened a cake shop just to cater to this preference.

When she thought about the modern life, she felt like it was a lifetime ago. Having lived here for so long, she could hardly tell whether those years were her real experiences or just a dream.

Jiang Muyu was staring at Merlin in a daze when he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.

"I just came to see her, why are you, a servant girl, reacting so strongly?"

She turned around and saw someone who shouldn't be here - Luo Chengguan.

She was stunned for a moment, met his amber eyes, and frowned slightly: "Why are you here?"

Yunyan's sword was still on his neck. He pursed his lips and said, "Let her put away the sword first."

Jiang Muyu signaled to Yun Yan, and Yun Yan put down the sword, but did not put it back into the scabbard. He stared at Luo Chengguan closely, as if saying: You scoundrel, how dare you disrespect the Queen? I will definitely chop off your head.

Is Luo Chengguan the kind of person who is afraid of her? He is just pretending.

He touched his nose awkwardly and said, "I just came to make sure you were safe. Now that I know you're okay, I feel relieved."

Jiang Muyu looked at him and asked again: "Why are you here?"

Luo Chengguan explained: "The horse you rode that day returned to the barracks by itself, so we thought something had happened to you. We went to the dense forest to look for you but couldn't find you. After several inquiries, we learned that you were captured by Xuan Cang. So I disguised myself and sneaked in. I originally wanted to rescue you, but..."

He looked her up and down. She was wearing a crescent-white Shujin dress and a red fox fur coat with white edges. Her face was rosy and her temperament was pure and elegant. He pursed his lips and said, "It seems that you are living well here."

She nodded and said mercilessly: "It's much better than living in Dongxu's military camp."

A trace of hurt flashed across Luo Chengguan's eyes, and he tightened his hands at his sides: "Why do you feel so uncomfortable being by my side?"

"Yes." Jiang Muyu did not intend to give him any hope, and said bluntly: "I don't want to have anything to do with you from the beginning to the end."

His heart ached suddenly.

"Are you serious enough to be so ruthless?"

Jiang Muyu stood up, bowed to him, and said, "Nice to meet you. I hope you take care."

The moment she bent down, Luo Chengguan suddenly saw the red mark on her neck covered by her cloak and was stunned.

He strode forward, grasped her wrist firmly, and forced her close to him.

Yunyan's sword was placed on his neck again, and she threatened him viciously: "Let go of my lady, or your life will be in danger."

Luo Chengguan ignored it and reached out to tear off Jiang Muyu's cloak, then pulled her collar down, and he could clearly see large red marks on her fair neck skin, each one like fallen plum blossoms withering on the snow.

It's extremely glaring.

He is a man, although he is not married, but he is not unfamiliar with love between men and women. How could he not know what this is?

"Why do you do this to yourself?"

Jiang Muyu knew that he had misunderstood her having an affair with a man outside her family, but she did not want to make any unnecessary explanations, and only said in a cold voice: "It has nothing to do with you."

Yunyan's sword penetrated an inch, cutting his skin. Blood flowed out slowly, but he seemed not to feel the pain. He looked at her with anger in his eyes and asked coldly, "Who did this?"

Jiang Muyu didn't answer. He looked at him coldly and said in a deep voice, "Let go!"

"Let me ask you, who did it?"

He increased the strength on his hands, and Jiang Muyu frowned in pain, but he couldn't break free. Yun Yan knew his identity and didn't dare to kill him on the spot. The three of them were in a stalemate for a while.

Until a clear and deep male voice suddenly came from behind: "I did it."

Jiang Muyu was stunned for a moment when he saw the person coming.

Luo Chengguan turned his head and saw a man in purple standing behind him. He was wearing a half mask with white feather patterns. The other half of his face was as white as jade, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and he was as handsome as a god. He was exactly the same as the man in his memory.

"You're not dead?" Looking at Liang Qingchen standing in front of him unharmed, his eyes were full of disbelief.

On that day, he saw with his own eyes that Liang Qingchen was pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows, and was captured by Xuan Cang's chief commander, General Meng, and brought back to Xuan Cang.

With Montu's methods, how could he let him live?

Liang Qingchen walked over slowly and grabbed his wrist that was holding Jiang Muyu. His tone was light but full of intimidation: "Take your dirty hands away from my wife!"

Luo Chengguan's wrist was so painful from being held by Jiang Muyu that he was afraid it would break at any moment, so he had no choice but to let go of Jiang Muyu's hand.

Then Liang Qingchen picked up Jiang Muyu, held her in his arms, and glanced at Yunyan.

Yun Yan understood, sheathed the sword, bent over to pick up the cloak on the ground, shook it, put it back on Jiang Muyu, and then consciously stepped aside.

Liang Qingchen looked at Luo Chengguan, his eyebrows slightly raised: "General Luo, are you disappointed to see that I am still alive?"

Luo Chengguan's eyes flashed coldly, he stood with his hands behind his back, sneered, and said: "I really underestimated King Rui. He can come and go freely in Xuan Cang's territory."

"If you talk about this, I am not as good as you. General Luo can come and go freely in various countries."

"Oh - everyone in the world thought you had died in the battle. You hid your identity in Xuan Cang, but now you dare to appear in front of me brazenly. Aren't you afraid that I will report your whereabouts to Emperor Xuan Cang?"

"That depends on whether you can walk out of this mountain alive."

Luo Chengguan was stunned: "What do you mean?"