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Seeing that the sister-in-law was so determined, Lian Qing nodded slightly, and then changed her words, and asked with a calculating voice: "In that case, can you tell me where the current emperor found his father?" If my father was able to go into hiding, why is he being controlled by others now? "Sharp sentences, step by step.

Facing his niece's questioning, Mu Xiang's eyes were slightly stunned, but his thin lips were full of bitterness: "If it weren't for my selfishness, how could the family come to such a point?" ”

The blue phoenix eyes flickered and disappeared, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Mu Xiang seemed to be immersed in his own memories, and he didn't notice the worry of Lian Qing. Mu Xiang's eyes flashed with a trace of pain, and the corners of his lonely lips couldn't hook a smile. I think I care after all. If you hadn't fallen in love at that time, maybe you wouldn't have been controlled by others. Mu Xiang seemed to fall into a long memory, his thin lips opened slightly, and said: "The heroes and strategists of the founding of the country often end unsatisfactorily. Cooking rabbits and dead dogs has always been the simplest truth. After returning to seclusion, my eldest brother took me to live in seclusion in the Jiangnan area, and my life was very plain, but it was content. The change of monarchy, although the eldest brother is worried, he never speaks. Just enjoy the hard-earned tranquility. But when I was young, I was entangled with the sixth brother of the saint, Liu Yixuan, and the Luo family had a relationship with him because of this. And because of the experience of Liu Yilong, the king of Pengcheng, so the saint is so wary of Liu Yixuan, the king of Nanqiao, and he also knows the identity of the eldest brother, if he has been hiding in the city, but now he has a close relationship with the imperial family. Naturally, the Holy One did not allow it. So our family moved to the capital and placed it within the reach of the Holy Lord, in case we had any intentions. After listening to the sister-in-law's words, Lian Qing said: "This is the conspiracy of the powerful ministers in the hall!" Naturally, I can't complain about my sister-in-law."

"You don't understand" Looking at Lian Qing's slightly green words, a trace of sadness flashed in Mu Xiang's eyes. Facing the curtain Qing Muxiang is also guilty, but there are some things that she can't tell her, so she can only hide it for a while.

In a word, Lian Qing fell into deep thought. This...... It seems that the grievances back then were very complicated. It's not that she didn't see her sister-in-law's flickering pain, it seems that her sister-in-law blames herself.

wanted to comfort my sister-in-law, but found that my sister-in-law had already sorted out her emotions. A trace of distress flashed in the phoenix's eyes, and she wanted to say something, only to find that everything was very pale.

Mu Xiang didn't miss the distress that flashed in his niece's eyes, he just smiled lightly and teased: "Say it!" What else would you like to ask? ”

Curtain Qing's face was very entangled, do you ask? I always feel that the surname of the Luo family is very strange, but isn't it obvious that my sister-in-law's situation is taking advantage of the fire to rob now? Lips pursed slightly, silver teeth clenched. But in the end, there was only a shallow sigh left, forget it! Don't ask!

Mu Xiang naturally didn't know that Lianqing's heart had turned a hundred times, and he was puzzled and asked, "Xiao Qingqing, why don't you ask?" ”

Seeing that the sister-in-law was suddenly cheerful, I saw that the face of the curtain was particularly serious, and she asked very seriously: "Sister-in-law, are you happy?" ”

The sudden change in the topic of curtain green made Mu Xiang's face stunned for a moment, and then, Mu Xiang smiled and said, "Why do you want to ask this?" Little Qingqing. ”

Curtain Qing looked at her sister-in-law steadily, but her tone was quite solemn: "I know that because of my business, my sister-in-law has a lot to worry about. Sister-in-law, you have always loved me, but pity me for being a child without a mother. I also respect you and love you, but why do I feel that you are very unhappy from the bottom of my heart? ”

If Mu Xiang is not moved, it is false, he has traveled from another world. has always looked at the curtain as if it were his own. But there is always some helplessness, which makes it difficult for Mu Xiang to face the child he once loved. Now I hear that Curtain Qing cares about herself. I really think it's good that time has been stuck here, if this is the case, he will not be so relative in the future.

Mu Xiang tried his best to hide his complicated emotions, and said with a faint smile: "Didn't you see it just now?" I'm very happy......."

"But I heard that there are more than 1,000 queens of Nanjun, hundreds of nuns, and 30 men and women. Is this kind of happiness what you want? Sister-in-law, didn't you keep telling me that you always wanted to 'hold the hand of the son, and you want to have one'. 'Is it?' "Very light words, telling mottled facts. Mu Xiang was at a loss.

Mu Xiang didn't understand! I have fought for myself, hated it, escaped, and went around for more than ten years. only to realize that his heart was already dead. Looking at the curtain Qing who was still waiting for an answer, Mu Xiang evoked a touch of self-deprecation and said: "Time is the medicine that cures everything, and after ten years of going around, I found that I no longer had the heart to fight, I loved, complained, and was stupid." I want to leave, but I can't let go! Mu Xiang, who was tightly writing his own hands, couldn't say what he had done.

Curtain Qing looked at her sister-in-law's pretending to be strong phoenix eyes, sighed slightly, and said, "Sister-in-law, why are you suffering?" Obviously wronged himself. Seeing my sister-in-law's right hand slowly tightening on her chest, how could she not know that it was heartache. When I was a child, because my father doted on my seventh sister, my chest also hurt slightly. My sister-in-law also comforted herself, but the pain in my sister-in-law's heart was a thousand times more painful than herself, but who could comfort her?

The curtain was green and astringent, slightly filled with regret, and he just said softly to his sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, if you are tired and dead one day." Just leave! Don't you often tell me that the world there is beautiful, there is no power class, no wives and concubines. Don't worry about me wherever you go! I am fine! ”

Mu Xiang just knew that Lian Qing couldn't bear to feel sorry for him, and after more than ten years of love-hate entanglement, it might really be time to part, Mu Xiang nodded slightly. wanted to speak, but saw a whirlwind, Liu Yixuan hugged Mu Xiang. The tone was very unhappy and said, "No." ”

Mu Xiang just smiled and agreed, looked back at Lian Qing and said, "I'm leaving, take care." Lian Qing looked at the two of them, and suddenly her eyes were solemn, and there were too many words, but she just said dryly: "Good for my sister-in-law." ”

The faint promise of "certain" lingered in my ears.

Curtain Qing sighed slightly, but understood that this 'certain' was not what the sister-in-law wanted. Slightly raised his eyes, he saw the sister-in-law signaling to herself with her lips, 'It's almost time'. Curtain Qing looked at her sister-in-law in disbelief, two lines of tears slowly fell, and asked, "This is the last time." Mu Xiang nodded slightly.

Liu Yixuan looked at Mu Xiang in confusion, Mu Xiang just shook his head and said, "Aren't we going to play in the mountains and rivers?" Let's go! The brisk words quickly diverted Liu Yixuan's attention. Liu Yixuan didn't care much either, and the two left together.

Curtain Qing covered his lips slightly with his right hand, trying not to make it make a sound. The tears on Keqiao's face fell drop by drop, and she slowly squatted down, clasping her knees with her hands, as if she would not tremble and lose the only remaining warmth. It seems to have returned to that midsummer.

looked at the pampered seventh sister, being held by her father. The childish little face of the little curtain was raised slightly. It's not uncommon for me to be rare, but my heart speaks of this opposite voice. Do you obviously care?

The little curtain Qing who was in a depressed mood secretly ran out. A group of children were seen playing there. I was about to step forward, but I heard the mottled words.

"It's him, there's no mother."

"Ugly, your mother doesn't want you anymore."

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