Mu Xinya's eyes flashed, she laughed mockingly, and said with a pun: "At least before this fire, I didn't know who she was. ”

Fang Yuyi was stunned for a moment, her hand still didn't let go of her arm, and she asked inexplicably, "What do you mean by this?"

What she didn't know was that her face, which was seven points similar to that person, was magnified in front of Mu Xinya's eyes, deeply stinging her eyes, and for a moment, there was even a hallucination - as if the person holding her was the man in the moon-white robe.

Instead, his own sister.

Mu Xinya's heart spread with deep pain.

Before falling off the cliff, on the day of Yixiang Pavilion, Liu Ruxi's words to her echoed in her ears again.

General Fang Zhenye's eyes are higher than the sky, and he never looks down on her, a lowly prime minister's concubine, Fang Yunting approached her, just to use her, to use her relationship with Dugujue, to help Yuan Xin seize the throne.

Therefore, she used to be just a chess piece of the Fang family.

Mu Xinya's thoughts drifted back to her eyes, and even though Fang Yuyi's willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, she was still as beautiful as a fairy.

Now, the Fang family's most precious and supreme daughter, the fairy-like Fang Guifei, was pulling her arm like this at the door of the Heart Cultivation Palace, regardless of manners.

Hehe, she really has to thank the Helian clan.

Otherwise, she will always be just a little concubine, and she will always be looked down upon by those people!

After thinking about it again, Mu Xinya sarcastically hooked the corners of her lips. If you really want to talk about it, what is it to be able to stand next to the noble and unreachable Fang Yuyi, she also had a private agreement with her dear brother for life, and almost became her sister-in-law-

Thinking of this, Mu Xinya's heart sank, and she bit her lower lip with remorse. How could she still think like this now? What kind of private life, is she still obsessively believing that Fang Yunting really wants to marry her?

It's ridiculous!

Her heart became heavier and heavier, and her hatred piled up all of a sudden, Mu Xinya shook off Fang Yuyi's hand and turned sideways with cold eyes.

Fang Yuyi obviously didn't expect that she was unstable and almost fell, but fortunately, the maid beside her helped her in time.

"Concubine Jin, what are you doing here, why do you seem to be a different person......" She opened her beautiful eyes wide, surprised at her abnormality.

I finally saw the clue, Fang Yuyi, your observation is too poor.

Mu Xinya sneered disdainfully, "I'm not a different person, but the Helian Xinya you knew before, it's not me at all!"

Fang Yuyi frowned suspiciously, not understanding the deep meaning of her words, thinking for a moment, her brows slowly loosened, and a deep incredulity appeared on her face, "What do you mean-"

"Fang Yuyi, go back and help me say hello to your father and brother, one day, I will personally visit the two of them. ”

Mu Xinya bent her lips, looked at Fang Yuyi's stunned eyes with a smile, took two steps back, and turned around and walked in the direction of Jinluan Palace.

"!"

As soon as he took a few steps, the exclamation of the maid beside Fang Yuyi sounded behind him. Mu Xinya's footsteps froze, but she didn't turn around, only Leling next to her didn't look over her head slightly.

I saw that Fang Yuyi's face was pale, his willow eyebrows were frowning, and a little sweat was oozing from his forehead. If it weren't for the handmaid's support, I'm afraid I would have fallen to the ground long ago.

That's right, since An Lengdie's death, Fang Yuyi has been seriously ill, and his health has not been very good.

"Miss......"

Le Ling turned her gaze to Mu Xinya again and again, but saw that her face was indifferent, and the words that came to her mouth were swallowed back alive.

Mu Xinya's back stiffened for a moment, she took a long breath, closed her eyes, and still had no intention of turning back.

What's the point of going back now? She has torn her skin with her and declared war on the General's Palace.

"Let's go, Leling. ”

Spit out these words in a low voice, and Mu Xinya took the first step.

Fang Yuyi, you and I have no hatred or grudges, only your father and your dear brother are to blame.

It's they who are sorry for me first.

When Mu Luorou is solved, the next one will be your Fang family's turn.

Mo Lan had already packed her bags in the Jinluan Palace and waited for them to come back, and they didn't have much to bring with them on this trip, just some clothes and jewelry, and most importantly, silver taels.

Money can make ghosts grind, and when they go outside the palace, there is more land to use silver.

As soon as Mu Xinya entered the hall, Le Ling closed the door tightly, and she walked all the way into the screen of the inner hall, picked up the clothes that Mo Lan prepared for her and changed.

It's another moonlight dress.

After changing, Mu Xinya slowly turned around in place, the tail of her skirt was flying, and the moonlight was as beautiful as the bright moon and clear light, bright and holy.

It's beautiful.

Mu Xinya's eyes finally changed a little color, walked to the rhombic mirror and sat down, opened the makeup box and drawer, and looked down to find it.

"What are you looking for?"

Seeing her rummaging anxiously, Mo Lan stepped forward to inquire.

"Found it. ”

Hearing her breathe a sigh of relief, Mo Lan fixed her eyes and saw that she was holding a hairpin and a jade pendant in her hand—both of which were relics of the eldest princess.

"These are the eldest princess's ......," Mo Lan muttered in a low voice, and there was a moment of distraction.

Mu Xinya glanced at her, nodded, and clenched the butterfly hairpin and jade pendant in her hand.

This is what her mother left her, and before she could see her mother for the last time, the eldest lady and Zhugen killed her.

Mu Xinya recalled the situation of that day, and unconsciously, tears flashed in her eyes, and a tear slipped silently down the corner of her eye, "Mother......"

This is the first time Mo Lan has seen her cry sadly for the eldest princess, and she doesn't know what to do in her heart. Perhaps, such a princess is flesh and blood. The princess in the past, forgetting jì a qiē, was too cold, otherwise she would not always be unmoved by the Mu family.

But today, it's the complete opposite.

Mu Xinya was just sad at first, and then her chest was filled with hatred.

Zhao Yuling, Zhugen, Mu Luorou, you killed my mother!

And Mu Chengtian!

Her eyes were so red that she could even see her trembling eyelashes through her diamond glasses.

"Princess—"

Mo Lan thought she was just sad, patted her shoulder gently, and comforted: "If the princess takes these things carefully, the eldest princess will also be pleased." ”

I didn't think about it, as soon as she finished speaking, Mu Xinya raised her head suddenly, gritted her teeth and coldly spit out a word, "No." ”

Mo Lan was startled, and her brows were about to furrow, "Why?"

"Why do I hide it in a box, this is what my mother left me, I want to keep it openly. ”

After saying a word, she raised her hand, looked at the rhombic glasses, and inserted the hairpin into the bun. The beautiful butterfly hairpin is quietly coiled in the black and bright hair, like a butterfly with wings ready to fly, different from those flashy Zhu Hai, and her fairy moonlight skirt complements each other.

Seeing this, Mo Lan breathed a long sigh of relief, and when she looked at her again in a blink of an eye, she thought for a moment that the person sitting in front of her seemed to be the eldest princess of the year, Helian Mengyun.

But soon, Mo Lan shook her head again.

Like, but not like.

When it comes to beautiful faces, there are seven points of similarity, but the eldest princess of the year has lived in the valley for many years, does not understand the world, and has more temperament and eyes, which are very clear and beautiful. And now Mu Xinya, her cold and hateful eyes are completely unfamiliar with the eldest princess.

Through the mirror, Mu Xinya watched her every move, guessed a thing or two about what she was thinking, and lifted her lips mockingly.

How can it be the same?

Mother was born as the eldest princess of Helian, and she has lived a life of stars holding the moon since she was a child, and she doesn't know what it feels like. As for her, she was born in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she didn't live as well as a maid in the mansion. I'm afraid that my mother can't stand such a hard life, and a delicate flower like her will eventually fall in the end.

Grabbing the ice-clear jade pendant in her hand, Mu Xinya slowly stood up, her eyes flickering brightly and darkly.

"Mo Lan, let's go!"

Mu Chengtian, eldest lady, I'm back. Don't be too surprised on the day of goodbye.

The carriage of the imperial order has been waiting outside the palace for a long time, Mo Lan and Le Ling each walked in front with their bags, and the guards standing in the front couldn't help but think that he was dazzled, and the bags that this Concubine Jin carried with her were too few, right? If you change to other concubines, ten carriages can't be pulled.

But after thinking about it again, Huaqing Palace had just been burned down by the fire, and Concubine Jin was also seriously ill.

If there is any shortage in the future, even if the Prime Minister does not have it, the emperor will definitely send someone to make up for it immediately.

After all, Concubine Jin is the person on the tip of the emperor's heart.

After coming back to his senses, the guard just took the burden in Le Ling's hand, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the woman in gorgeous clothes who came next, and her soul almost flew away again.

The delicate figure, the face as beautiful as a fairy, and the cold eyes as cold as frost......

This is the world-famous Concubine Jinniang!

"Knock on Concubine Jin!"

When the guards saw her, they immediately knelt on the ground and saluted, Mu Xinya didn't look at them squarely, she was silent, and got into the sedan chair with the support of Mo Lan.

If she is the one before the amnesia, she has always been used to being coldly spoken by the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and when she sees this scene, I am afraid that she will be flattered.

But now she will never be again.

The carriage began to move steadily, the axles clattering against the bluestone-paved court road. Mu Xinya closed her eyes and leaned on the couch in the carriage, not knowing what she was thinking. Or perhaps, she didn't think about anything.

Her sleek, jet-black hair spread haphazardly behind her, and she was the only one in the carriage. She deliberately broke away from Le Ling and Mo Lan, and asked them to stay outside the car and follow the car, leaving herself alone to meditate.

"Auntie, will Niangniang really be okay?"

As soon as the carriage left Jinluan Palace, when passing by the ruined Huaqing Palace, Le Ling couldn't help but feel a little sad when he touched the scene, and asked Mo Lan beside him in a low voice.

Mo Lan choked, looked at the guards around nervously, and saw that they didn't hear Le Ling's words before they relaxed, didn't look at her, just shook her head slightly, and said in a low voice: "You just have to rest assured." ”

Le Ling was convinced of her words, nodded heavily, and didn't think about it anymore.