The wind blows the grass and the sky is blue, and the sunset mountain is buried with red faces.

"Mother will be very happy here, there is no one here who can make her sad and sad. There are so many enemies to keep her company, she has a spirit in the sky, and she and her sister Rui'er will be relieved to see everything today. Mu Yunhe muttered softly, the coldness in his voice was no longer there, and the revenge of a few days was as cruel and sharp as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, so he easily moved a huge family, without conspiracy and precautions, he could put people to death.

"Yes, they will rest in peace. Yun He, this matter has passed, you promised me that you will return that happy and skinny Yun He to me, and I can't break my promise......" Luo Zhiheng raised her face to look at him, the sunset was just right, and the orange and red beauty fell on her face.

Mu Yunhe's heart ached, kissed her forehead, and said slowly: "I won't swear ......"

In the past few days, her silence and worry have been in his eyes, although she does not say much, and she is no longer coquettish with him, but she has always been by his side to accompany him, this companionship, nothing can be exchanged for thoughtfulness and gentleness. His love, her heart, her love, he could feel it. Because he deeply felt that this woman was the only one left in his life, Mu Yunhe cared more and more about her in his heart.

"Then let's go home, and we'll come to see Mother often." Luo Zhiheng took his hand, and the soft voice was sent into his heart with the breeze, with a soothing warmth and sweetness.

He was thin, and the blows of the past few days made him grow into a couch decisive, cold-blooded and tough man overnight. is no longer childish, even though she misses the ruffian and bad Mu Yunhe so much, but that Yunhe is gone. She doesn't complain, she doesn't blame, she doesn't get angry, because this is a step that every child has to go through. Her Yunhe is growing, and she is very fortunate to have her participation in the whole process of this unforgettable growth.

Under the setting sun, her face became more and more delicate, and her eyes seemed to be filled with delicate glow, hazy and full of his figure. The big hand caressed her cheek, kissed her eyebrows, and took her hand and wanted to leave, but Luo Zhiheng suddenly stumbled, and was quickly pulled into his arms by his eyes: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, I've been standing for a long time, and my legs are a little numb." Hooked lips and smiled, and the attitude of not caring was a little aggrieved.

Mu Yunhe's eyebrows furrowed, a touch of distress crossed his eyes, and he suddenly turned around, slowly bent down, and said, "Come up." ”

Luo Zhiheng was a little frightened, what is this for? Her man suddenly opened up?

I really wanted to climb up, but she was really tired for days, except for kneeling or standing, and even sleeping couldn't sleep well. But Mu Yunhe was more tired than her, and she was reluctant to put a burden on his now tired body. smiled and patted him on the back, and said coquettishly: "What's the matter, no, I can walk by myself, it's good to pass this numbness." ”

Mu Yunhe turned his head, his handsome face was as if he was not a visitor from the world, although his eyes were full of love, his words could not be refused: "Come up, I'll carry you home." ”

Luo Zhiheng was not a master who let himself be wronged, seeing that Mu Yunhe really insisted, and he couldn't bear to spoil the scenery so much, so he climbed up quickly, his legs clamped his waist, his hand held her, the two of them were so close, her heartbeat was imprinted on his back, as if she was a little shy and began to be unstable.

Mu Yunhe stood up straight, glanced at his mother's lonely grave, and slowly left with Luo Zhiheng on his back. Every step on the path of the withered grass and trees is extraordinarily heavy. It's not that he can't walk, but his mind is heavy, and he seems very depressed.

"After the rain, the sky is clear, the four seasons have changed, and the late autumn is almost over, so I'll cook it myself tomorrow and make you a little wonton to eat, okay?" Lying comfortably and dependently on his back, Luo Zhiheng looked at his side face, and her soft lips whispered like a cat in his ear, as if she was coquettish.

"You know how to cook?" There was finally a hint of popularity in the deep voice, but it was questioning.

"No, but little ravioli, I will. My mother...... The nurse is the best at doing this. Luo Zhiheng almost slipped out of her mouth with a word.

Mu Yunhe was absent-minded, and he didn't care, nodding indiscriminately.

Luo Zhiheng was afraid that he would be psychologically depressed, and his delicate and soft voice sprinkled all the way, some comforting, some coquettish, and some who suddenly didn't know where they came from, but the gentle and delicate voice seemed to be sprinkled all the way into Mu Yunhe's scarred psychological side, and one pit after another blocked his almost numb wound little by little.

She is soft, sweet, and the gorgeous flower on his psychological side, blooming all year round, and no one can step into the forbidden land. His wounds can only be healed and healed by her.

The two of them walked farther and farther, the sunset stretched their figures extremely long, and followed them obliquely, the grave was getting farther and farther away from them, and the withered yellow leaves were lonely and scattered, burying this late autumn and sorrow.

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"What exactly did you put in the box you gave to Prince Mu?" After bathing, Luo Zhiheng couldn't help asking.

Mu Yunhe took the towel in her hand, took her into his arms and sat down, and patiently wiped it for her. She couldn't see what his face was like, but her movements stiffened for a moment, and then an indifferent voice sounded: "Something that can make him regret it for the rest of his life, and it hurts." ”

So what could it be? What can make a cold-blooded and ruthless man like Prince Mu regret it and be painful? Even when his favorite Concubine Li died, he didn't see Prince Mu shed a single tear.

Luo Zhiheng's suspicions were quickly confirmed. Because Prince Mu came, it was the first time Luo Zhiheng saw the soulless Lord Mu, his eyes were scarlet, moist, haggard, disheveled, his hair was messy, he didn't have the demeanor of a prince, but he was very decadent.

Such a prince Mu came to the general's mansion early the next morning.

The night before, Prince Mu was holding the box given by Mu Yunhe, and hesitated for a long time before opening the box that was said to be full of the princess's love. After opening it, he was still a little surprised, but when he saw that it was full of boxes, Mu Wang Ye was stunned.

These letters were obviously touched by someone, and they were obviously opened, and Prince Mu immediately thought that Mu Yunhe had read these letters!

I took out one, and there were only numbers on the envelope. At this time, the characters were still in traditional Chinese, which was quite cumbersome, even if it was a number, and the word on this letter was nineteen.

Prince Mu didn't know what this number represented, but the handwriting on the letter was the princess's handwriting. Even Prince Mu noticed for the first time that he obviously didn't care about the princess, but why was he so sensitive to her handwriting? Instantly recognizable, but also very sure.

The next moment, Prince Mu just complained about Mu Yunhe, the princess's letter, why should that kid look at it! And Prince Mu was still a little hesitant, not knowing what would be written in these letters?

When he opened it, the handwriting on the letter made his eyes heat up a little, and it was the word husband. Husband, the princess called herself like this at the beginning of her marriage, and at that time she didn't know what was going on, but she couldn't stand hearing her call herself like that, and she always felt that her bones were a little numb, so she subconsciously avoided it, and ordered her very harshly not to call him like this. Since then, he really hasn't heard the princess call him husband again.

Psychologically, it's uncomfortable, don't you feel it at that time, but now that you think about it, are you unwilling? Or is it a pity?

This letter is full of the princess's thoughts and likes for him, and it is a shy woman who is telling her heart, but this heart cannot see the light, she is shy and apprehensive between her words, as well as the joy and sweetness of being a new wife. 13605551

It's just about the time he spent in her room when they first got married. He never knew that he was just a gaze that he didn't pay attention to, and he could make her happy for so long.

The age is so long ago that Prince Mu can't even remember these details, but the flowers and candles in the new house of the year, the princess of the year, are still clearly in the purpose. V5qn。

Prince Mu never knew that he was handsome and martial in the princess's heart? Seeing the wording, he seemed to be able to imagine the delicate face of the princess at that time, she was still a newcomer who could laugh at that time, and she circled around her all day long. There was no mention of his indifference and badness in the letter, so Prince Mu himself forgot how he ignored her back then, and in this letter, he even felt that under such sweet language, they were a newcomer. Can I do it.

I couldn't wait to take out the second letter, and the number on it was forty-seven.

He won't let me call him husband!

As soon as I opened it, a few trembling words appeared in front of me so hard, dazzling and shocking!

Mu Wang Ye only felt that his heart was throbbing with those few distorted words, his eyes were astringent, and his fantasies and self-righteous feelings were instantly shattered. Yes, he didn't allow her to call her husband, and at that time, he hated her and felt that she didn't deserve to be called like this.

The letter shows the bitterness, fear, insecurity, helplessness and grievances of a young woman. Yes, they have just gotten married, and she is facing a cold and cruel husband, she is only twenty-eight years old, right? What about a girl, how can she bear it? Mu Wangye's heart seemed to tremble with these grievances and horrors.

He is not a soft-hearted person, he is decisive in the battlefield, hard as iron, as long as he is an enemy, no one wants to live under his hands. But today, I don't know what's wrong, just a few words, he has a feeling of despair and suffocation.

So in the next letter, he didn't have the courage to open it.

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