His heart hurt again, he wanted to sniff her black hair, hug her tightly, kiss her emaciated face, he struggled fiercely, and finally relentlessly, or tried to restrain himself, not to touch her, not to look at her, not to pay attention to her, as if it was a bronze statue, no feeling, no temperature, let her lie in his chest and weep, but in his heart he was willing to go on forever, let her hold like this forever.

But the distance didn't seem to be too far, and the car soon drove into the young marshal's mansion, Ruan Jingyuan ran over and opened the car door, saying, "Young marshal, young lady, it's here." ”

Mengzhu still maintained that posture, seeing the car door open, Ruan Jingyuan was standing outside the car door, his face couldn't help but be slightly hot, and he easily drove out of the car, and Situ Xiao also quickly walked down.

Yulian came up and hugged Mengzhu, Situ Xiao walked in front, the steps were very fast, Mengzhu looked sadly at the back of her lover who had been thinking about her for more than ten days, and she was far away, and the loss in her heart intensified one by one.

Around the corner, there was Mrs. Qiao's room, and Mrs. Qiao in the aisle had already watched them come back from a distance, her porcelain white face had a hellish and cold aura, and her eyes were even more unfathomable.

When Situ Xiao saw his mother, he called, "Mom." After the accident of Mother Xu, because he couldn't explain to his mother, and because of the severe pain in his heart, except for coming back to visit his mother the next day, he never returned to the young marshal's mansion, and only sent a few guards back to take care of his mother.

"Do you still know that I am your mother?" Mrs. Qiao sneered, but did not look at him, just looked at Mengzhu who walked towards her, as if she saw an enemy who did not share the sky, and her eyes lit with a flame of resentment.

Mengzhu saw Mrs. Qiao's situation and knew that Mrs. Qiao was for Xu's mother's business, Mrs. Qiao and Xu's mother have been sisters for decades, and it is no longer as simple as her dowry ring, and the blow to her from Xu's death is conceivable.

"Mom. Mengzhu slowly approached, opened his mouth to explain, and heard Mrs. Qiao's cold voice: "Don't call me mom, I'm not your mom." ”

"Mom, listen to my explanation..."Mengzhu didn't finish speaking, only heard a snap, Situ Xiao's face was slapped heavily, and there were red finger marks on his face, Mrs. Qiao has always been thin, it can be seen that this palm used full force.

Seeing that her son actually slapped her in front of Mengzhu, Mrs. Qiao's eyes became even colder, revealing a hint of evil smile, and said, "If you are really a good husband, if your father has half of you, he will be content with his mother." ”

"Mom, I'll help you back to your room first, it's too cold outside. As soon as his mother waved his hand just now, he instinctively blocked the front, but for Mengzhu, a hateful and affectionate woman, her hatred would not be less than that of his mother, he thought.

"Mom, Xu Ma didn't kill her, I didn't kill her, I really didn't!" Mengzhu couldn't help explaining, Mrs. Qiao turned a deaf ear, and said to Situ Xiao: "Mu Xuan, Xu Ma is not only her mother's companion, but also your wet nurse, how to give her an explanation, you look at it, if you don't recognize her as a unjustly killed wet nurse, even my mother doesn't have to admit it." ”

After Mrs. Qiao finished speaking, she turned and went up the stairs ghostly along the corridor, leaving only a thin and determined back.

Mengzhu looked at Situ Xiao, and his heart was moved and sad, moved by his heartache in the end, he still felt sorry for her, and blocked her in front of her at the critical moment, and slapped Mrs. Qiao for her, sad is how to wash away her innocence and make Mrs. Qiao believe that Mama Xu was really not killed by her.

Situ Xiao still didn't look at her, and strode back to the room, and Mengzhu followed closely.

The room was still the same as when she went out, the heating was turned on, and the warm breath was rushing towards her.

Yulian took off her cloak for Mengzhu, took over the coat that Situ Xiao took off, and then brought chicken soup to Mengzhu, it was Situ Xiao who asked Ruan Jingyuan to ask someone to prepare early, and he didn't know why, for her, she didn't have the same decision as in the army, as if she had changed into another person, although she faced her coldly, but her heart couldn't be cold, and she couldn't suppress her concern and distress, and unconsciously did something to care about her.

Mengzhu didn't take the chicken soup brought by Yulian, but just said, "Put it down, you go down first." ”

There were two people left in the room, but the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward, Situ Xiao sat on the sofa from afar, looking at the bowl on the table with cold eyes, how Mengzhu wished he sat at the table, took the bowl and said, "Good, drink a little, just a little." ”

But he didn't move, she was afraid of such silence, and called softly: "Mu Xuan." ”

He didn't answer, but looked at her with strange eyes, as if she were a monster, and now he wanted to hear her every word, and see how she was going to defend herself.

"Mu Xuan. Seeing that Situ Xiao was silent, she didn't give up, and called softly.

He took a cigarette, lit it gently, frowned and took a puff, slowly spit it out, and said, "Do you want me to let you go?" You said that if you don't love you, you have to let go, even if you still love Zheng Jiqing, you want to go to the UK with him, I can let you go, but why do you want to kill Xu's mother?"

His words were like a sharp knife, stabbing her deeply, she had said that if he no longer loved her, he would let her go, and he didn't want him to come over and say it today.

She asked in a mournful voice: "Mu Xuan, I'm not having a tryst with Zheng Jiqing, I just don't want you to kill him, and I didn't kill Mother Xu! No! How do you want me to believe it? You don't trust me like this?"

"Trust?" he was instantly enraged, and shouted: "How do you want me to trust? I must catch you in bed? You have a tryst late at night, hugging each other, you block that shot for him, have you ever thought about me, have you ever thought about our children?"

Situ Xiao stood up and pinched the cigarette he took a puff on the ashtray, but the cigarette was stubborn and refused to extinguish it, he grabbed it and held it in the palm of his hand, pinched it vigorously, and it became broken and not scattered in the jar.

"You only have Zheng Jiqing in your heart, desperate for him, and Mother Xu died in the courtyard of your tryst. Do you want me to trust you?" he came as he stood in front of her with a blushing face.

She smiled miserably, he had been far away from her, and finally was willing to get close to her, but this was the case, if Zheng Jiqing's love for her was so fragile that she could show her original form as long as she had a glass of realgar wine, then Situ Xiao's belief in her was no matter how similar it was, could all men in the world be like this?

She was not afraid of his angry face, but her heart was in pain, she held tears tightly to prevent it from flowing, smiled and took the bowl on the table, the tears could not hold back any longer, and they dripped into the chicken soup as soon as she slipped it, but her face was still smiling, she stood up and handed him the bowl, and said, "Mu Xuan, our child is gone, don't you coax me?"

Her eyes were full of his gentle smile, as well as his gentle voice: "Obedient, obedient, eat a little, a little." Then he gently blew on the spoon and brought it to her lips.