Chapter 469: Deliberation

When I woke up again, it was already dark outside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was no light in the room, and Du Yunluo, who had fallen asleep with teary eyes, rubbed her blurred eyes.

The wrist was held, Du Yunluo squinted, Mu Lianxiao's face was enlarged a little more, and the thin kiss fell on her eyes.

"Yunluo ......" Mu Lianxiao's voice was deep, but very gentle.

Du Yunluo was slightly stunned, and the whole person was still a little confused.

When she was asleep, Mu Lianxiao thought a lot about Du Yunluo.

The dream that Du Yunluo said was like a big play, which was performed over and over again on the stage.

And Mu Lianxiao is not a person who simply watches the play, he himself appeared on the stage until Yong'an died in Northern Xinjiang in the twenty-fifth year.

The picture after that is Du Yunluo's alone.

It was as if he had seen each and every day of the fifty years with his own eyes.

After suffering and self-condemnation, the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha could not finally exchange for peace of mind.

His Yunluo has lived the worst half of his life.

He hung in the air, looking down at all this, and he couldn't wait to hammer his head and hammer his head, smashing the chastity archway for her, and smashing the shackles that pressed on Du Yunluo's heart.

He wanted to tell Du Yunluo countless times that he was still with her, even if his body was dead, his heart was still there.

But his voice could not be heard.

He is just a character who has withdrawn, and he can only stand behind the stage and watch Du Yunluo on the stage tangled and painful.

Just listening to her story, Mu Lianxiao had a sense of being there and witnessing it with her own eyes.

Mu Tang and Du Yunluo both told him everything that the second room had done.

Mu Tang tells the truth, and the grief is better than the hatred.

Although Du Yunluo said hatred, what Mu Lianxiao felt was mostly the painful second half of her life, and the hatred was far less than repentance.

Mu Lianxiao's heart sank more and more as the night gradually fell.

His Yunluo is just arrogant, he can't tell the difference between good and bad, and there is nothing wrong with it, even if there is something wrong, those fifty years are enough.

Besides, if it is a sin to not be able to distinguish between good and bad, then he is also at fault!

Mu Lianxiao herself, Wu Lao Taijun, Zhou, Xu, Lu......

They have been blinded by the ambition of the second room all these years, and they are also ridiculously wrong.

If it's wrong, it's too late, and this time, he won't die.

Mu Lianxiao must live, only if he lives, the Zhou family will not be killed in Jingshui Hall, and Du Yunluo will not be lonely for half a life.

For the sake of his mother, wife and children, even if he faced the ambitions and calculations of his second uncle's family, Mu Lianxiao would not back down, he had no way out.

Even if she still felt embarrassed and puzzled by the ruthlessness of the second room in her heart, Mu Lianxiao would not mess up her steps because of this.

He was a man who had to hold up his widow and his wife and children.

"Yunluo," Mu Lianxiao kissed the corner of Du Yunluo's eyes and said, "I know what I should do." ”

Du Yunluo pursed her lips, her long eyelashes trembled, she reached out to wrap her hand around Mu Lianxiao's waist, and answered softly.

The two hugged quietly for a long time, and Du Yunluo, who was rumbling in her stomach, pushed Mu Lianxiao away, put on her shoes and lit the oil lamp, and called Jinrui in.

Jin Rui cleaned her face, and Jin Lan carried the canteen to set the table.

Mu Lianxiao asked, "Have the eldest brother and sister-in-law had dinner?" ”

Jin Lan replied respectfully: "The uncle and grandmother have already used it, and they have just sent a message that they will come over after the prince and his wife have dinner." ”

Mu Lianxiao bowed.

The dishes in Tongcheng Post House are already Gyeonggi flavors, and Du Yunluo is very accustomed to and likes them.

Maybe it was because the heavy stone in her heart was finally removed, and Du Yunluo ate very fragrantly, using half a bowl of rice more than usual.

Mu Lianxiao looked at her with a smile, compared to the painful Du Yunluo on the stage, Du Yunluo, who was still eating fish and meat like this, was delicate and vivid, making him reluctant to look away.

After the table was removed, Mu Liankang and Zhuang Ke came over.

Zhuang Ke was still smiling, but Du Yunluo could see that her smile was a little reluctant.

The two brothers, Mu Lianxiao and Mu Liankang, spoke together, and Du Yunluo and Zhuang Ke went inside.

"I never thought that there would be such a thing in the Hou Mansion." Zhuang Ke sighed.

Zhuang Ke's parents died early, and she didn't even know her father's origin and surname, Mu Liankang was able to find her relatives, which made her extremely happy, and she was looking forward to meeting Mu Liankang's relatives.

From the oasis outside the gates, he took his two children to follow Mu Liankang to the capital, and saw that it was close at hand, but he received such news.

This made Zhuang Ke very sad and sad for Mu Liankang.

His uncle, how could he do that to him, how could he do that to his father!

Human morality, blood and family affection, in front of the title, it seems so worthless, and if you say give it up, you will give it up.

Rao is Zhuang Ke is optimistic, and he can't help but sigh.

Du Yunluo has long understood what the second room is doing, and today, she is a relatively calm person among several people.

"Sister-in-law," Du Yunluo said with a wry smile, "But in the Hou Mansion, there are also people who are sincerely looking forward to your return, and they deserve to be treated sincerely by you and your uncle." ”

Except for the second room, everyone is looking forward to Mu Liankang's family returning to Beijing, especially Wu Lao Taijun and Xu's family, who have long necks.

Hearing this, Zhuang Ke pursed his lips, and after a while, he bent his eyes and smiled: "Yes, at least someone is waiting for us." ”

After the two of them said a few words, they heard them called from outside, so they got up and went out together.

Mu Lianxiao and Mu Liankang looked solemn.

Du Yunluo and Zhuang Ke exchanged glances, sat down beside their respective husbands, and did not speak.

Mu Lianxiao broke the silence and said, "My eldest brother and I are discussing what to say after returning to Beijing. ”

Du Yunluo knew it in her heart.

Although they already know what the second room has done all these years, now is by no means the time to tear their faces.

Mu Lianxiao has not yet accepted the title, even if he closes the door to deal with the second room, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no rumors, all this has reached the ears of the saint, and it is not a good thing for Mu Lianxiao and the Marquis of Dingyuan.

They still have to go back and forth with the second room, and they can't let them see the clues.

As for Wu Lao Taijun, Mu Liankang's matter can be said, but the truth about the death of the old marquis, Mu Yuance, and Mu Yuanming can only be delayed.

It's not that I'm afraid that Mrs. Wu will be soft-hearted to the second room, but no one dares to tell Mrs. Wu the truth directly.

Mrs. Wu is not young, and those who are juniors are afraid that she will be angry and unable to bear it.

On the contrary, it was the Zhou family and the Xu family, so that they knew some ins and outs, and they would also know how to deal with the second room.

Mu Lianxiao and Du Yunluo agreed on the same opinion, Mu Liankang didn't know the character of everyone in the house, so he didn't rashly put his beak, so he followed Mu Lianxiao's idea.

For Mu Liankang, he returned to Beijing to find his roots, so that his grandmother and mother would no longer cry for him.

He came back for these reasons, not to let the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion collapse with a bang.

Even if it is a big feud between life and death, Mu Liankang will not have a hot head, and he must let Mu Yuanmou do what he wants between the knife in his hand.

They all need some time. (To be continued.) )