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Most of the autumn chrysanthemums in the garden withered overnight, leaving only a lone flower branch.

Gu Fulai's family rubbed his hands, and when he opened his mouth, he let out a white breath: "I thought it was going to snow, but it was all rain." ”

Jin Lan shrunk her neck and said, "Look at the sky, the first snow is coming soon." ”

While the two were talking, a little maid outside ran in quickly, and with a roll of her eyes, she saw Jinlan.

"Sister, I'm from Baijietang, Sister Qiuye asked me to say, the old lady is not feeling well, let the Hou Ye, Mrs. and brothers don't go over in the morning." The little maid said.

Jin Lan was stunned, asked a few words, turned around and went into the house.

Mu Lianxiao and Du Yunluo were having breakfast with the children.

As soon as Jin Lan arrived, Du Yunluo's brows furrowed, and the people around her were not worried, for fear of hearing Mrs. Wu say that she was unwell.

Du Yunluo turned her eyes to look at Mu Lianxiao.

Mu Lianxiao shook her head and sighed, "Got it." ”

There are all smart people below, and when the table was removed, Sammo Hung's family inquired.

In the middle of the night yesterday, Mrs. Wu went to Fengyu Courtyard to see Mu Yuanmou, and only returned to Baijietang in the fourth watch, as for Mu Yuanmou's condition, the words that came out of Qingsong said that he was very bad, not to mention that he was moving, and he couldn't even speak.

Du Yunluo has seen Mrs. Zhen's illness back then, it was dry, some got better, and some disappeared overnight, no one can say for sure.

I feel a little worried in my heart, at this moment, nothing is appropriate.

Du Yunluo asked Mu Lianxiao, the dispute of the Shu family, the saint is now in control, the two years of dotting and planning have not been in vain, otherwise, even if Mu Liancheng is seriously injured, Mu Lianxiao will not be able to return to Beijing, where in the southwest, he will be able to catch his breath, and when he closes up in the spring of next year, he will probably be able to be steady.

The situation is decided, but it is not completely decided, not to mention Mu Yuanmou, only the body and bones of Mrs. Wu, this year may not be easy.

In the evening, Du Yunluo went to Baijie Hall.

Mama Shan invited her in, opened the green bamboo curtain in front of the warm pavilion, and said in a suppressed voice: "Madam, just take a look, the old lady is asleep." ”

Du Yunluo probed the probe, only to see the undulating brocade quilt on the Luohan bed, but Mrs. Wu's face was not clear.

"Is Grandmother okay? Why did you go to Fengyu Courtyard in the middle of the night yesterday? Du Yunluo took two steps back and asked Mama Shan softly.

Mama Shan put down the curtain and sighed: "I persuaded you not to go, you must go, saying that it is delaying and delaying, either she can't get up, or the second master doesn't wake up." ”

Du Yunluo pursed her lips.

Mama Shan glanced at her deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Madam, the slave maid looked at the situation of the second master yesterday, and said something disrespectful, it is estimated that in the past two days, the slave maid is afraid that the old lady will not be able to bear it......"

Du Yunluo looked at Mama Shan in a daze, and when she saw her heavy eyes, she couldn't help sighing: "I know." ”

Out of the Baijie Hall, Du Yunluo glanced in the direction of Fengyu Courtyard, her fingers tightened the collar of the cloak, and a thought crossed her mind, which was not clear.

When it gets dark, the first snow falls.

There was a fire dragon burning in the house, but Du Yunluo was still a little cold, and she snuggled tightly in Mu Lianxiao's arms to keep warm.

Mu Lianxiao was worried about her stomach, so she didn't let her curl up in a circle, and her cool feet were sandwiched between her legs and baked her.

On the fourth watch, the door panel of Shaoxi Garden was crackled, and Mrs. Shen opened the door, her voice trembling: "What are you doing?" ”

The person who came trembled like a sieve, and said, "The second master is gone!" ”

Mrs. Shen was excited, staggered and ran to the main room.

Du Yunluo slept deeply, didn't hear any movement outside, Mu Lianxiao woke up, heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and put on his clothes and got up.

Jin Rui came in, Mu Lianxiao motioned for her to light the oil lamp, leaned over and gently pushed Du Yunluo.

Du Yunluo slept in a daze, and suddenly woke up with a solemn look on Mu Lianxiao.

"Second uncle has passed." Mu Lianxiao said hoarsely.

Du Yunluo blinked, when she woke up, she thought about several possibilities, what she was most afraid of was hearing the message of the old lady, and now that she heard that it was Mu Yuanmou, her heart jumped violently, but she was not very happy.

All rooms and courtyards were lit up, and young people such as Brother Yan and Brother Yun were all taken out of the bed by the nurse to change their clothes.

A slip of plain clothes.

Mu Lianxiao and Du Yunluo went to Fengyu Courtyard first, and as soon as they stepped in, they heard Lian's heart-rending cry.

More permeable than the wind that carries snow.

The hall is also brightly lit.

Mrs. Wu was lying on the Luohan bed with her eyes open, and Mama Shan stood aside with her hands down.

"Okay?" The old lady's voice was hoarse, and every word was difficult to say.

Mama Shan's eyes were red, and she said, "I have already sent the second master away." ”

Mrs. Wu opened her mouth, but she didn't make any sound, only a few tears, mixed her eyes, she raised her hand with difficulty and wiped her face.

It's hard!

Someone has to do such a difficult thing.

Attacking your loved ones is by no means frivolous, it is so heavy that it makes people breathless.

Besides, Old Taijun Wu didn't know how to speak, how to explain the death of the old marquis, Mu Yuance and Mu Yuanming to the long room and the third room, no matter how much they already knew, if they said it in person, the old lady couldn't say it.

Then do it.

It's not that they haven't carried human lives, killing enemies on the battlefield and staining blood on their hands, it's not difficult, the Mu family men fought for their lives, they have experienced too much.

But you can harm your own relatives, this is different, it will be pressed on your heart for a lifetime.

Mu Lianxiao is a man, although he is resolute, he has a good heart, and a person with a good heart will suffer from it.

The word conscience is the heaviest for people with a conscience.

And women are not as good as men who can face blood-stained knives.

Mrs. Wu actually knew what Du Yunluo had faced in the backyard of Lingdong Mansion, and knew that this was also a wound that could not be dug deeply.

The old lady has killed the enemy, and she doesn't mention the past, not because she doesn't publicize the great achievements in the eyes of those women in the boudoir in Beijing, and the women don't let her eyebrows, but she doesn't want to recall the taste of killing people with a knife.

She understands this feeling, she also wanted to send Mu Yuanjing away with her own hands, and she also understands what it is like to kill relatives in righteousness.

This kind of dark thing, it shouldn't be the hands of Mu Lianxiao and Du Yunluo, her wife gave birth to a child who was not taught well, she took it away personally, anyway, she is old, the torture of conscience, the heaviness of life, lie in the coffin board and go underground to think slowly......

Kneel in front of the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors, and think slowly......

The only regret is that I can't see a well-behaved and lovely sister in the long room.

She wants to be like Zhou, like Du Yunluo, and hold it in the palm of her hand.

But be careful, don't spoil it.

"Adan," Mrs. Wu's voice was very soft, "Sister's name, have you written it down?" You also put away the things for my sister, and I have prepared all the jewelry and rouge that I want to use when I catch Zhou, and when my sister is one year old, I will hand it over to Lian Xiao's daughter-in-law......"

The old lady's voice was almost inaudible, and Mama Shan slowly knelt down in front of Luohan's bed, covering her mouth and answering again and again.

Jiu Shilu said

96 knows, many people say that this article is not cool enough, saying why endure and endure, why don't you just kill anyone.

But 96 wants to say that regardless of the background, regardless of the ancient sayings, regardless of logic and layout, taking people's lives is really not a frivolous sentence.

Life, no matter what time it is, is heavy.

To oneself and to others.