Mu Qing was more interested in the three nearby estates. One of these estates was used to cultivate medicinal herbs and flowers, while the other two were used to grow grain.
To facilitate management, Mu Qing named the three estates according to their size: Estate No. 1, Estate No. 2, and Estate No. 3, which was simple and easy to remember.
The three estates are not far apart, and Mu Qing has been staying at the estates during this time.
He cultivated a lot of lilacs in the No. 1 farm. The clusters of pale purple flowers bloomed beautifully, emitting a faint fragrance that had a relaxing and calming effect. The vast expanse was breathtaking and had a stunning beauty.
He planned to cultivate more of them to decorate Muya's wedding, as a unique gift he would give her.
Cultivating Farm
Mu Qing was basking in the sun in the courtyard when Xiao Shitou's voice drifted over from afar: "Young Master, Young Master, the Prince is here."
Mu Qing lazily rolled over, not even raising her head, and said, "Mm."
As Murong Yu followed Xiao Shitou into the courtyard, he saw a young man in a blue robe lounging on a recliner. The wind gently lifted the young man's ink-black hair, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns on his body.
The courtyard was covered with lilacs, clusters of pale purple flowers scattered around the boy.
Seeing that Mu Qing was not moving, Xiao Shitou was about to go up and call him, but was stopped by Murong Yu.
Murong Yu: "You may leave now."
Little Stone: "Yes." Then he quietly withdrew.
Murong Yu sat down next to the boy, holding his breath so as not to wake him from his sleep. A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of grass and trees, a faint and delicate scent that was unique to the boy and wafted straight into Murong Yu's heart.
Murong Yu gazed at the boy's peaceful sleeping face for the entire afternoon.
As evening approached, Mu Qing groggily opened his eyes and saw Murong Yu sitting next to him, smiling broadly.
He slowly stretched and sat up, saying, "You're here again."
Murong Yu: "Hmm."
Mu Qing: "Is there something you need?"
Murong Yu: "No, I just wanted to..." The words "I miss you" rolled on his tongue before he swallowed them back.
Mu Qing: "Hmm?"
Murong Yu smiled and said, "It's nothing, I just wanted to come and see you."
Upon hearing this, Mu Qing joked, "Haha, you come to see this place every few days, don't get tired of seeing it!"
Upon hearing this, Murong Yu sat up straight, looked into Mu Qing's eyes, and solemnly said, "No."
He paused, then added, "I'll never get tired of it. I'll never get tired of it in my entire life."
Mu Qing paused in laughter upon hearing this, looking at the man in front of him who seemed to be making a solemn promise to him.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Murong Yu's face, softening his features and the gentleness of the passing years.
Looking into the depths of his eyes, Mu Qing's heart began to pound uncontrollably.
Their eyes met, Mu Qing turned her head away, her face flushed, while Murong Yu looked away, his ear tips turning red.
Beijing Fumanlou
Huangfu Hua sighed, "Aqi, Aya is getting married in another month. Time really flies."
Muqi: "Yes."
Duan Yang: "Mm."
Huangfu Hua looked Mu Qi up and down and said, "Oh dear, Brother Mu, look at you, your sister is about to get married, and you, as her brother, are still all alone. Hahaha, do you have any thoughts to share?"
Mu Qi: "..."
Seeing his smug look, Mu Qi couldn't help but say, "Brother Huangfu, if I remember correctly, we're the same age, aren't we?"
How dare you laugh at me?
Upon hearing this, Huangfu Hua suppressed his smile and said seriously, "We're not talking about this today. I asked you to come out today to say goodbye."
As she spoke, she took out an exquisite gift box from her bosom and handed it to Mu Qi: "This is a wedding gift for Xiao Ya. Please pass it on for me, as I probably won't be able to make it back to attend."
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