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By the time they arrived at Mu Lianhui's house, Mu Lianhui had already removed her hair bun, kicked her shoes, and was crooked on the couch.

"You just have to rest assured," Zhou sat down on the chair, his face unhappy or angry, "Succession is not repeated, this is your business, and my mother will not force you to do anything here." ”

Zhou knows how many unconscionable things Erfang has done, and she hates Erfang from the bottom of her heart.

But for Mu Lianhui, Zhou's feelings are more complicated.

Mu Lianhui helped her parents do evil, but she was not the culprit, and now she has fallen to the point of being a young widow, and she has to say that she has received retribution.

Zhou himself is a widow and knows very well what these decades mean.

She couldn't do it and persecute Mu Lianhui.

Just as she said to Wu Lao Taijun at the beginning, if Mu Lianhui wants to return home, she will not say anything to stop her, everything will follow Lao Taijun and Mu Lianhui's thoughts.

It's just that this matter doesn't just depend on what Mu Lianhui thinks.

Mu Lianhui looked at Zhou lightly and said, "Yes, this is my business, I didn't expect my mother's family to pull me, just ask me not to drag me down." ”

dragged down the two words, Mu Lianhui read it very hard, gritting her teeth.

Jiang Yunuan's back was cold, and she knew that it was Mu Lianhui who was blaming Mu Liancheng.

"You're right, it's only the first year, how it goes, let's wait and see." After Zhou finished speaking, he planned to get up and go back.

"Wait," Mu Lianhui spoke, her gaze skimmed over a few people, and finally stopped at Du Yunluo, "Yunluo, talk to me for a while." ”

Du Yunluo was stunned, took a deep breath, and nodded.

No matter what Mu Lianhui wanted to say to her, she didn't dare to attack her.

Mu Lianhui didn't want her mother's family to help, but she was actually more afraid that her mother's family would push her down the well.

If Mu Lianhui embarrassed Du Yunluo, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion and the Pingyang Marquis Mansion hit it off, or did not agree to Mu Lianhui's return home, then Mu Lianhui would be in a dilemma.

Zhou also understood this account, and said: "In this case, then Lian Cheng's daughter-in-law and I will take a walk in the garden." ”

Waiting for Zhou and Jiang Yunuan to go out, Mu Lianhui sent away all the maids and daughters-in-law in the house.

"What about you?" Mu Lianhui looked at Du Yunluo quietly, "Those things, you want to say in front of the maid?" ”

Du Yunluo shook her head, but she didn't let Jinrui out: "Those things, you really want to reason with me?" Tell us about the gains and losses? ”

Unlike when facing the Lian clan or others, Mu Lianhui did not show the slightest dissatisfaction or resentment, she was very calm, just like every time she stood in the hall, there was no sadness, no joy or anger.

"Yunluo," Mu Lianhui breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly bent her eyes and laughed, "Do you think I'm good-looking now, or am I good-looking before?" ”

Du Yunluo's heart beat slowly.

She looked up at the room.

There is no gold and silver coral, on the Bogu shelf, there are a few books, a few stubborn stones, a few jade, a few calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and there is nothing else conspicuous.

Mu Lianhui mourned for Jin Shang for three years, and her dress was even more simple and plain, her long hair was scattered behind her head, and even the hairpin that pulled her hair was saved.

This kind of Mu Lianhui is more pure than Du Yunluo's impression of Mu Lianhui in her previous life.

If Mu Lianhui was a white lotus in the past, she is an old tree now.

"I still have that answer," Du Yunluo looked at Mu Lianhui calmly, and said, "You used to be the best-looking." ”

Mu Lianhui's red lips twitched, and her smile deepened: "I think so too." ”

Jin Rui stood aside, looking at her nose and nose, and did not make a sound.

Du Yunluo also smiled, she and Mu Lianhui hadn't spoken so calmly for decades.

When they meet again in this life, they all have their own precautions and cautions.

It's just that Mu Lianhui suddenly came to such a situation, and it couldn't be just for a few words.

What she wanted to say was the past that Du Yunluo didn't want to hear.

What is there to say about the things of the past life?

"Xiangjun," Du Yunluo stood up holding Jinrui's hand, "Our position, my mother told you just now, my mother's family will not fall into the well here, you can ...... it yourself"

"Won't you fall into the ground?" Mu Lianhui's eyes widened, and a smile was fixed on the corner of her lips, "But if I want to go home, what then?" ”

Du Yunluo hooked the corners of her lips, looked at Mu Lianhui deeply, and squinted her eyes: "I don't understand what Xiangjun said."

It is not me, not my mother, not the old lady, but Cining Palace, the reputation and glory of the Marquis of Dingyuan.

Of course, these things are not important to you.

In my eyes, you have always been a thoughtful person, don't tell me, you have no way to deal with the situation so far, I don't believe it. ”

Mu Lianhui bit her lower lip, and after a while, the tip of her nose snorted, and smiled: "I can't hide it from you." ”

At this point, there's no point in continuing.

Mu Lianhui turned over, took out a book, and put it on her eyes to pretend to sleep.

Du Yunluo went to find Zhou.

Zhou asked her in a low voice, "What did Lian Hui say to you?" ”

"What's the matter," Du Yunluo Wan'er, "it's just that I'm panicking in my heart, just say a few words to me." ”

Jiang Yunuan glanced at Du Yunluo, feeling worried.

She grew up with Mu Lianhui when she was a child, and Mu Lianhui's temper is said to be the clearest to her, but today, Mu Lianhui seems to have changed a lot, and she no longer knows what is in her heart.

Since when did this start?

Probably at the beginning of her return home to the funeral, later, Mu Lianhui went to Putuo again, and the two of them went farther and farther.

Maybe it's because I'm getting older, and maybe I'm ......

Suddenly, Jiang Yunuan's mind resurfaced the resentful look of the Lian clan in Fengyu Courtyard when he talked about Mu Tang, that look, that tone, was clearly imprinted in her memory, and every time she thought about it, it made her feel cold.

The three of them went back to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion together.

Zhou went to Baijie Hall to talk to Mrs. Wu.

Mrs. Wu waved her hand and said: "Mrs. Pingyang Hou is also anxious, you have to deal with it properly, succession is a big deal, where is it a dream and a dream can be opened, wait for them to pick out the candidate, and then look back." ”

"I think Lian Hui means that, she still wants to come back." Zhou said in a suppressed voice.

Old Taijun Wu was silent, and shook her head with a wry smile at the end: "What are you doing when you come back?" Is it a good day to be back? It's just a few years, and who knows what this house will be like in a few years. ”

When Zhou heard this, he came to a cold voice for no reason: "Old lady......"

"It's not in a hurry, it's useless to be in a hurry." Old Taijun Wu's expression was serious. (To be continued.) )