He who knows me is worried about me, and he who does not know me says what do I want.

How lucky would it be to find someone who knows me in this world?

If you can meet a confidant, it doesn't matter if you are a friend, lover or enemy, the most important thing is to learn to cherish, because to cherish a confidant is to cherish yourself.

Step out of the door and turn the cloister. Mu Chen was slowly walking towards the place where the music came from.

Hua Miaoru did sing on stage. But the audience is no longer full of friends in the past.

The stage was empty, only Xiang'er was sitting under the stage, holding the baby in her arms.

The baby was sleeping soundly and quietly. In the midst of this song, it is not difficult to sleep quietly.

Xiang'er was looking at Hua Miaoru, her eyes glistening with tears.

Hua Miaoru was singing the song "Millet Grass" on stage, dressed in costumes, but without makeup. His cheeks, gestures, and gestures are all in a beautiful manner, and the opera is extremely elegant.

It's not for nothing that the Hua family's drama is so popular.

Hua Miaoru suddenly saw Mu Chen, as if he was shocked, but he didn't stop and continued to sing.

Mu Chen and Shangguan Wuyi found a place to sit down. Listen to the play quietly.

After Hua Miaoru finished singing, she suddenly bent down and picked up a sword from the ground.

Mu Chen's face changed suddenly, and he saw that the sword in Hua Miaoru's hand was Jinghong.

But Hua Miaoru didn't think about what Mu Chen imagined, he didn't kill himself, but began to dance the sword.

Where the blade of the sword crossed, there were sword marks everywhere.

I saw that the sword blade in Hua Miaoru's hand waved, and the curtain in front of the stage had been cut down, and the sword blade had been drawn again, and the curtain had been drawn into long strips of cloth.

Suddenly, Hua Miaoru flicked her hand, inserted the sword into the scabbard, and threw it to Mu Chen.

Of course, Mu Chen caught it, and after catching it, he put the sword aside and continued to watch the play.

Hua Miaoru bent down, picked up strips of cloth, wrapped them around her sleeves, and danced as flying sleeves.

Mu Chen felt more and more a bad premonition in his heart.

Shangguan Wuyi had already stood up, walked to Xiang'er's side, and asked quietly, "What do you mean by this, dude?"

Her voice was already very quiet, but because it was so quiet here, her words were still heard by Mu Chen.

Hua Miao was determined, and it seemed that she had heard it. But then he continued to dance.

Xiang'er didn't answer, but tears had already flowed.

Xiang'er has always liked the play of Hua Miaoru, and she also likes the flying sleeves of Hua Miaoru.

It was the last song he sang for her, and the last song he danced for her.

After a long time, the dance is over, and the song ends.

The end of the song often means that people are scattered.

Hua Miaoru suddenly took off the flying sleeves, threw them over the beams, and tied them into a section.

He's going to hang himself!

Mu Chen's hands were already shaking.

Xiang'er didn't seem to be able to bear to see this scene, as if she was about to faint.

But she didn't faint, she just held the baby tight. The baby was her only hope.

There is a wooden bench on the stage.

Hua Miaoru has already stood up.

He put his head in the strip of cloth, turned to look at the crowd, and smiled slightly, as if to thank him.

Born on the stage, died on the stage.

Wouldn't that be a lucky thing for him?

Hua Miaoru closed his eyes, he knew that everything was going to end.

The wooden bench fell, Hua Miaoru's pupils began to contract, and his legs twitched unconsciously.

Xiang'er covered her mouth with her hand, not daring to make a sound. What could be more heartbreaking for a wife to commit suicide than her own husband?

But she was powerless to recover it, just because she knew her husband.

She had already buried her head in Shangguan Wuyi's arms and sobbed quietly.

Shangguan Wuyi clenched his fists tightly and closed his eyes tightly.

Just as everyone was about to accept the result, they suddenly heard a flash of sword light.

Then, I saw the strip of cloth break. And I saw the sword stuck in the wall.

It's the Rainbow Sword.

Hua Miaoru fell to the ground hard, and there was already a purple mark on his neck.

But he didn't care about the pain in his neck, he just turned his head, looked at Mu Chen, and glared angrily.

Saving him was more shameful than killing him.

Mu Chen looked at him lightly, slowly stood up, walked up to the stage, took off the sword, and put the sword into the sheath.

Xiang'er had already rushed to the stage, hugging Hua Miao and crying bitterly.

Hua Miaoru stared at Mu Chen coldly and said, "Why?"

His voice was hoarse, as if he had been crying.

Mu Chen said lightly, "There are enough people who have died recently, I don't want you to die again"

Hua Miaoru said coldly: "You think I'm going to die, you can stop me?"

Mu Chen said, "As long as I see it, you can't die"

Hua Miaoru suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, "I thought you knew me well enough"

Mu Chen said, "I'm not from your Hua family, I don't know you"

He didn't let Hua Miaoru speak, and continued, "I only know that if you die now, your wife and your son will be helpless."

Hua Miaoru said, "I have arranged for many people from the Hua family to take care of them"

Mu Chen said coldly, "If you think that they only need to take care of you, you are wrong, what they need is you, your feelings as a father and a husband."

Hua Miaoru was silent for a while, and only after a while did she say, "I am a member of the Hua family, but the people of the Hua family cannot live without dignity."

He is not afraid of failure, and he can accept losing to anyone, but Mu Chen cannot. Because he lost to others and lost his own face, and lost to Mu Chen, he lost the face of the Hua family.

It means that those people can still humiliate the Hua family back then, which means that he can only endure and cannot take revenge.

And he's a wreck now.

Mu Chen pulled up Hua Miaoru's collar and said, "If you really die, you're sorry for the Hua family."

Hua Miaoru smiled bitterly, "But I don't die, I'm sorry for the Hua family, in order not to let my sins deepen, I'm willing to die"

Mu Chen pointed at Xiang'er and said sharply, "What about her? If you leave her behind, is that the so-called dignity of your Hua family? You let your child have no father since he was a child, and he can't get his father's love since he was a child, is this the so-called dignity of your Hua family?"

Hua Miaoru seemed to have been stunned by what Mu Chen said. His heart suddenly felt like a knife, and he was extremely painful.

Mu Chen let go of his collar and said slowly, "I don't know if you can be worthy of the people of the Hua family after you die, but now that you are alive, you must be worthy of your family."

He stood up, walked off the stage, turned his back to Hua Miaoru, and said, "Your child still needs you, I believe that he will become a person as good as his father in the future, valuing dignity and knowing how to take responsibility"

Hua Miao was like a gaffe, and after a long time, I suddenly heard a cry.

It's a baby's cry.

Hua Miaoru looked at the baby's face, what a lovely face it was.

Could it be that Hua Miaoru really can't bear to make her cute face pitiful?

He won't.

He had already lost his voice and cried bitterly, hugging Xiang'er.

Suddenly, the entire theater was filled with the sound of three people crying.

Mu Chen slowly walked out of the theater building.

Shangguan Wuyi followed and said, "Dude, he ......"

Muchen said, "He won't die"

Shangguan Wuyi said, "How do you know?"

Mu Chen smiled and said, "Because I am his friend, Xiang'er is his wife, and Qi Jun is his son."

If a man has a good friend, a good wife, a good son in this world.

So what reason does he have not to live?

Shangguan Wuyi thought of this, and his mood was much better, so he took Mu Chen's arm and said, "Where are we going?"

Mu Chen said, "I'm hungry, let's go eat"

The two grabbed each other and left the theater.

On the second day, Muchen was about to leave the smoke and rain tower.

Now the matter here is settled.

He was already planning to go to the Eastern Dynasty to see Zhang Qingge first, and then go to Wutai Mountain to find the monks.

Hua Miaoru's family is saying goodbye. Although the scar on his neck is still there, his person is much more cheerful.

Hua Miaoru said, "Brother Mu is going, I don't know when I will be able to come back?"

Mu Chen sighed lightly, "Maybe never come back"

"That's a pity, but I think we'll see each other again."

Mu Chen said, "I think so too, what are your plans in the future?"

Hua Miaoru said, "Although I have no martial arts, I am still me, and my surname is still Hua." Since I have the blood of the Hua family in my body, the glory of the Hua family should be guarded by me."

He said this very firmly. Only now did he really understand the true meaning of Taigong Qiuping's words.

Only those who do not give up can fight against the mandate of heaven, and only those who dare to fight against the mandate of heaven are worthy of being the men of the flower family.

Of course, Mu Chen is happy for him, it is really a very beautiful thing for a person to have a goal of living.

Mu Chen smiled and said, "Okay, I look forward to the day of goodbye, which is the time when the Hua family is revived."

The two said goodbye.

Mu Chen and Shangguan Wuyi once again set foot on the dust road of the rivers and lakes.

They must go back first now, back to find the people of Tianji Fang.

So they sat on the boat again.

- I promise you'll hear a different tune next year.

This is what Mu Chen said to the old boatman, and he has this confidence.

The old boatman naturally believed in Mu Chen, because he had already seen that Mu Chen and the playboy in the smoke and rain were good friends.

The old boatman said, "Young man, do you also live in Jiangnan?"

Mu Chen shook his head.

He didn't know how to answer, he was a prodigal son and never had a home.

Should he also find a home now?

He looked at Shangguan Wuyi, and then thought of Yi Qingyu and Shen Yueying, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

The old boatman said, "If you don't live in Jiangnan, if you want to leave, leave as soon as possible."

Mu Chen said, "Why?"

The old boatman smiled and said, "Look at this day, it is going to snow soon, and when the river is frozen, there will be fewer people on the ferry, and if you want to go again, I am afraid you will have to take a long detour."

Shangguan Wuyi said: "Will the river also freeze in winter in the south of the Yangtze River?"

The old boatman said, "It's not really, the boat can go, but there is no boat."

Mu Chen said: "Is it not easy for someone to come by boat?"

The old boatman nodded.

Mu Chen smiled with satisfaction, he had already decided to let the little emperor of the Southern Dynasty stay here for a winter.

"What? a winter?"

Xiao Fengyin was very unhappy, and Hua Qing was not happy.

Mu Chen smiled bitterly, "At least the winter here is safe"

Hua Qing said: "How can that be? Didn't you say that you would help us defeat Lin Hongyue? Do you want to break your word?"

Mu Chen said, "If I want to break my word, I won't come back" He paused and said, "Anyway, you live well here, I will send someone to protect you, and wait until next spring, you can go back to be your emperor"

He said the rest to Xiao Fengyin.

Hua Qing wanted to say something more, but Xiao Fengyin said, "I can be here, but you'd better not break your promise."

Mu Chen took out the talisman from his arms and said, "This one will be returned to you, I will do something next, I'm afraid I will lose it, you keep it first"

Xiao Fengyin nodded, he had received a talisman.

Mu Chen turned to leave.