Endless memories come flooding back. www.biquge.info At that time, in the pouring rain, the person who sheltered from the rain with lotus leaves, fell and fell in the rain, and suffered countless white eyes and ridicule, was she really her?

"Floating like a dream, for joy? Hehe, what a floating dream, what a happy geometry! ”

Mu Xinya muttered to herself, an irrepressible sneer tugging at the corner of her mouth.

"Miss Mu, long time no see."

Suddenly, without warning, a leisurely voice sounded behind him.

The three of them turned around in unison, only to see someone coming, dressed in a flowing white robe and white beard, white hair and snow, like a spotless master of the world, exuding a faint light, invisibly illuminating this dilapidated temple, looking at them with a smile at this time.

This person is the old man in white robe who shelters her from the rain and makes a fire......

The old man held a white jade wine jug in his hand, his eyes flowed, and finally stayed on Mu Xinya's face, and let out a sigh of emotion, as if he was talking to her, and as if he was talking to himself.

"After a year, the girl is really back here, going around and around, it's all fate."

Not in vain...... Staying here for a year, just waiting for the fate of this fate.

Mu Xinya looked at the old man from afar, and an incomparably familiar impulse surged in her heart. Even though they had only met a few times, he always appeared when she was most embarrassed and helpless, bringing a trace of warmth to her cold heart.

Really, in the dark, there is a providence.

That's exactly what she's here for.

A faint smile finally broke out on her cold face, and she still called him as before.

"Grandpa, don't come unharmed."

After a while.

Mu Xinya sat on the ground, staring silently, letting the snow-white skirt spread out beautifully. Opposite her, the bearded old man was tilting the wine jug, and the crisp wine was pouring into the wine glass.

From a distance, the two people in white who were meditating were really incompatible with this dilapidated temple.

Mo Lan stood guard outside the door, glanced at it from a distance, and frowned thoughtfully.

"Please, girl." The old man said with a smile in his words, and raised his hand slightly.

Mu Xinya looked up, didn't say anything, and picked up the glass full of wine as she said. After looking at it carefully for a moment, he brought it to his lips and drank it in one gulp.

The moment the wine slid down her throat, a picture flashed through her mind. In the inn, there was a person who never left his hand all day long, and he also smiled faintly and said to her tenderly:

"Miss Mu, please take a seat."

The wine is tasteless all of a sudden!

"What is Miss Mu thinking?"

She was frowning, looking up to find a pair of clear eyes staring at her meaningfully.

"Nothing." She lowered her eyes in denial, her brow furrowed.

The old man took a deep look at her, elegantly pinched the wine glass, first moved to the tip of his nose and sniffed the wine gently, then took a sip, and said to himself: "The person the girl thinks about is not the same person a year ago, is what the old man said right?"

Mu Xinya was poked at the center, and she was embarrassed not to turn her head, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"Why doesn't the girl dare to look at the old decay now?" The old man shook his head, his words revealed a faint disappointment, and when he listened carefully, he was even a little aggressive, "Or is it that the girl doesn't dare to look directly at herself?" ”

There was a gleam in his clear eyes.

Mu Xinya's face changed slightly, she put down her wine glass, raised her eyes, and her voice finally became cold, "What's the matter, isn't it?" No one has the right to question me! I'm not here to catch up with you! ”

She no longer cares about the so-called kindness of the past.

There was nothing for her to scruple about.

At this moment, she is the Daimyo Concubine Jin, and she is Princess Helian!

At this moment, she exuded a majesty all over her body, so strange that a trace of astonishment appeared in her old and clear eyes. He also put down his glass, stroked his beard, and the smile on his face faded, and examined her steadily. After a while, he chuckled.

Not laughing at her for being indifferent, but laughing - now she has the demeanor of that family, and is finally no longer as cowardly and ignorant as before.

It's good, it's good!

The old man automatically ignored the faint loss in his heart. The silly girl with tears on her face in the ancient temple in the past is long gone......

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Xinya felt strange about his laughter and looked puzzled.

The old smile is undiminished, but this smile does not reach the bottom of the eye at all. Slowly, his smile finally faded, and when he mentioned Zhengse, he said unhurriedly:

"Then Princess Helian, what do you want to know from the old man?"

He knew her surname was Helian!

She guessed right, this old man is really extraordinary!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have appeared by her side again and again.

In the past, she was too stupid and naïve, and she really thought that there would really be some bodhisattva-hearted grandfather in the world who would help her when she was down.

Sure enough......

Everything is inseparable from the blood in her bones.

Mu Xinya hooked the corners of her lips, simply stopped going around in circles with him, took off the hairpin in her hair, and raised it in front of him. Unexpectedly, caught the wind and clouds rolling up in his eyes.

"Have you ever seen anything like this?"

Butterfly hairpins. Fluttering butterflies, flying like wings, a pearl shines brightly.

The old man stared at the hairpin in her hand for a long time, his expression flashed strangely, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Mu Xinya knew at a glance that she had asked the right person!

"It's ...... The things of the young master ......"

"Young master?" Hearing the old man's muttering to herself, she asked, "Which young master?"

After a long time, the old man shifted his gaze from the hairpin to her face, and there was a deep sigh in his words, "The young master, that is, the current leader of the Fengling Sect, is innocent. ”

Is a butterfly hairpin an innocent thing?

Mu Xinya's expression was clear, and she had already guessed this answer, so her mother asked Le Ling to take it to him. In this way, the relationship between Niang and Mo Wuxian is definitely not simple.

Ling Mengyun's beautiful and gentle face appeared in her mind, yes, her mother is so beautiful, and she is the proud daughter of the sky, how can there be no good man to bend her waist for her?

After pondering for a moment, Mu Xinya then asked the old man: "Who is Mo Wuxie?" Why has no one in the imperial court ever touched the phoenix order? Also, what the hell is going on with my mother? ”

Three questions in a row, loud and loud, all of them were asked to the blade.

Bringing the white-robed old man's far-reaching thoughts back to a long time ago, Mu Xinya's face in front of him coincided with another shocked face in his memory.

At that time, the peerless Princess Helian stood in front of him, with two lines of tears on Fleur's face, and asked him heartbrokenly, "Innocent, who is it?" ”

It's just that he couldn't bear it for a while, and told her the truth, and since then he has broken up a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks.

It's all his fault......

The white-robed old man's snow-white eyebrows were dyed with sadness, and his clear eyes slowly closed.

"A long time ago, the father of the first emperor of the Daimyo Dynasty, Yuan Pei, that is, the first emperor, had an affair with the daughter of the Demon Sect and gave birth to a child, and that child was Mo Wuxie."

Even with his eyes closed, he could imagine Mu Xinya's shocked face when she heard this.

It's exactly the same as Helian Mengyun in the past.

"So, Mo Wuxian is Yuan Pei's own brother and a descendant of the royal family?"

Mu Xinya's focus is here, and the next problem is also solved.

"No wonder the people in the court don't move the Fengling Sect, even if Yuan Xin sees the sect leader of the Fengling Sect, he has to respectfully call him Uncle Huang."

She suddenly realized, and said the answer on her own, ushering in the old man's approving gaze.

"Yes, I think Mo Wuxian used to be a high-spirited prince, but since Yuan Pei became the emperor, he broke away from the royal family and wandered the world until—" The white-robed old man paused, and a glimmer of light appeared on his face, "until he met your mother." ”

Mu Xinya was silent for a moment, and suddenly felt that her mother and Mo Wuxian were the couple who really loved each other, "But, why did my mother marry Mu Chengtian and give birth to me?" ”

It stands to reason that she should not have come to this world.

Hearing this, a trace of pain suddenly flashed on the old man's face, as if he touched on the past he didn't want to mention, shook his head, and said coldly: "Don't mention the past, the old man has said enough today."

"But I haven't figured it out yet—" Mu Xinya frowned, wanting to ask again.

The old man interrupted her, "The princess's intentions are very clear, even if there is no butterfly hairpin, with the princess's face, Mo Wuxian will not fail to recognize you." ”

Mu Xinya's eyes flashed, and he was once again distracted.

I couldn't help but secretly think about it, if this old man could be used by her......

"The old man chased freedom in his life, didn't like bondage, couldn't work for the princess, and looked at the princess Haihan."

Directly cut off her thoughts.

"However, there is a sentence in the old decay, I don't know whether to say it or not." The white-robed old man stretched his tone, unfathomable, his words were a little worried, and he glanced at her a few times, "The princess is the daughter of the eldest princess, but she also has half of Mu Chengtian's blood in her body, are you sure the young master won't mind......"

The breeze blew into the ruined temple, blowing the long gray hair of the white-robed old man, and his faint voice drifted in the air.

It seemed that he had guessed that she was trying to win over Mo Wuxie.

It's going to be a big bet. One wrong step, one wrong step.

Mo is innocent, but even Dugu wants to give him some face.

Mu Xinya didn't speak, she stood up, patted the thatch sticking to her skirt, and nodded to the white-robed old man as a gesture, "Don't leave it at that." ”

There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed.

The old man's words have been clicked, it doesn't matter if he doesn't get an answer, he regained his previous kind smile, "It is the luck of the old man to get acquainted with Princess Helian." ”

Mu Xinya's eyes showed a little bitterness, and she laughed self-deprecatingly: "I didn't want to be a princess, if I could be an ordinary daughter, how good it would be."

When the old man heard this, a few traces of pity flashed in his eyes, and he sighed, "Life is like a dream, for joy, everything is fate." ”

Mu Xinya glanced at the sky, it was not early, she should go.

"Farewell."

After saying it again, she glanced at the old man lightly, turned around, and strode towards the temple gate.