Xinyue wiped her tears sadly and walked out of the yamen slowly. The lead-filled legs seemed to be unconscious. Fuyuki's fate is uncertain, and his heart is like a knife.

Mu Ran stood in front of the yamen, and his heart was entangled. She looked back again, tears blurring her vision...

The pedestrians in a hurry glanced indifferently. Xu is in front of this yamen, and he has seen too much of this scene. After a long time, a passer-by who passed by here saw Xinyue crying into tears. I couldn't help but step forward curiously, and asked the reason for it.

Xinyue cried and said, intermittently. The appearance of pear blossoms with rain makes people not very pitiful.

Passers-by listened carefully and pointed out to her: "Don't be sad, girl. I heard that the son of Mulan Mansion in the capital, Mulan Ting. The Yamen is responsible for everything, and holds the highest official rank. Be honest and enforce the law impartially. The girl can go to the capital to find Mu Daren, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. ”

"Lord Mu..."Xinyue muttered to herself, wiping a handful of tears from her thoughts, and a man's heroic face flashed in her mind. Could it be that he is the Muslim in the mouth of passers-by?

Either way, it's a priority. It's not about going home, it's about saving Fuyuki. Mu Daren is undoubtedly a life-saving straw, waiting for him to grasp it firmly. Xinyue thought to herself, even if there is only a glimmer of life, you have to try hard.

Xinyue made up her mind and thanked the passers-by, who knew that she was penniless, and generously lent her money. Xinyue was full of hope and hurried towards the capital.

Splendid Beijing. Xinyue walked in the flow of people, as if she was in an illusory world. The hustle and bustle of the streets, through the endless flow of people. All kinds of clothes are dressed in Beijing, and buildings of different shapes.

A woman in a small town who sits in a well and watches the sky, first set foot in this prosperous Beijing. Full of novel eyes, different senses.

Confused, staring at the streets, asking along the way. I searched by mistake and came to Mulan Mansion. The exhaustion of the journey was swept away at this time. Because she wanted to see the Muslim people, Xinyue was very excited.

The Mulan Mansion in the night in front of you is breathtaking. The delicate silver-white wall is extremely luxurious. Red lanterns are hung at the eaves at both ends of the door, and the night is in a trance.

Xinyue stood in the night breeze and looked at Mulan Mansion in a daze. I looked at it stupidly for a long time, and I remembered the purpose of this purpose. Realizing that it was night, it was really inconvenient to disturb it. I touched the borrowed coil, and I was reluctant to spend the guest house. She looked around and found a corner to sit down. decided to squat at the gate of Mufu and wait for the rabbit to watch over the Mu.

Time passed little by little, and the night breeze gradually became colder. She clasped her hands around herself and cowered in the darkness. Drowsiness came in bursts, and hunger was dizzy. Tired, sleepy and hungry, she can only rely on perseverance to support.

"For the sake of poor Brother Dongmu, Xinyue, you have to hold on..."In a daze, Xinyue told herself, but the eyelids closed and closed, and the Mulan Mansion in her eyes sparkled with double shadows. In the end, she couldn't get through, weak and tired, her eyes closed and she fell asleep.

When she slowly opened her eyes, there was a hint of surprise in the strangeness. The misty eyes are around the eyes, the green gauze tent is fluttering with the wind, and the wall is bright and colorful. A large fan hangs on the wall, and the ink of the scroll is so rich. There is a sandalwood table by the window, and a meniscus sword is placed on the table. The house is full of items and a sense of exquisite luxury.

The fan is an elegant thing, and the sword is the weapon of the warrior. If you want to come to this house, you must be both civil and military. Xinyue secretly guessed.

But after looking at it, it is clear that the man is sleeping. Just as she was at a loss, a clear voice sounded, "Girl, are you awake?" ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced to the side of the cedar bed, and there was still a little girl standing. Looking at her dress, she should be a maid. When I woke up, I didn't notice her, and I just watched the whole room.

"It's great that the girl woke up! I'll call Childe. Seeing that Xinyue was sober, the little girl clapped her hands and laughed and was about to turn around.

Wait, Childe? Xinyue wondered when she heard this, whose bedroom is this? … Xinyue got up from the bed and hurriedly called the little maid, "Which son are you talking about?" Where am I now? ”

The little maid was called to stop, blinked, looked at her strangely, and said, "Girl can't remember?" You sat in the corner of Mulan Mansion last night and fell asleep. It was my son-in-law who found you and rescued you. My son-in-law, named Mu Lanting. ”

Oh, after the little girl mentioned it, Xinyue remembered it together. I never thought that I would meet Master Mu in this way, and I was embarrassed and happy in my heart. The little maid saw Xinyue hanging her head and said nothing, and turned around to go out quickly.

A moment later, a familiar figure, a brown brocade suit, floated in. Xinyue sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at him. Ah, it's really him... The mysterious official who came to the aid that day turned out to be the son of Mulan Mansion. At this time, he was shining with a smile on his face, and his steps were slowly approaching.

"Lord Mu, the people are polite." Xinyue hurriedly got out of bed, one foot was not put into her shoes, only her socks were on the ground, and she performed civilian etiquette to him.

This helpless embarrassment made Mu Lanting feel cute, and he smiled and reminded gently, "Girl doesn't need to be polite, don't get cold." ”

Xinyue bowed her head in embarrassment and put on her shoes again. Stand in front of him and glance at him secretly. Thinking about Fuyuki in my heart, I wondered how to speak.

As if seeing through her thoughts, Mu Lanting first asked, "The girl stood guard in front of the door last night, did she have anything important to tell her?" What is difficult for the girl, just tell me carefully. ”

Xinyue saw him asking, touched the sad thing, and inquired about what she knew, and took the opportunity to tell him about it. After telling everything, he said with tears in his eyes, "Mu people are wise people, everything is based on facts. Brother Dongmu's unintentional move did not lead to his death. Please be aware of everything and judge the case impartially! ”

Mu Lanting lowered his head and listened carefully, and his heroic sword eyebrows furrowed slightly. After a while, he replied to her, "If the case passes through Mu Lanting's hands, it is reasonable and well-founded. With his unintentional mistakes, it is not enough to die. It's just that Mrs. Shang Gao will definitely pursue this matter, and he may have to go to prison for a while. However, if he is to be released, the plaintiff, Mrs. Shang Gao, can only withdraw the claim. ”

Hearing that Dongmu's sin does not lead to death, Xinyue fell to the ground with a stone. But in his heart, he was looking forward to Dongmu's release, and couldn't help but say to Mu Lanting with hope, "May I ask my lord, is there a way to get Mrs. Shang Gao to withdraw the lawsuit?" ”

"Hmm... This Shang Gao family is related to the East Hou Mansion in the capital, and the light of the East Hou Mansion is indispensable. Thinking about it, Master Donghou came forward to persuade him, and Mrs. Shang Gao should have listened. My father has a good relationship with Master Donghou, so I beg my father to talk about it and take a look. Mu Lanting pondered for a long time, and finally brought a ray of light.

When Xinyue heard these words of hope, gratitude rose in her heart, and she secretly admired Mu Lanting. Mu Lanting is an official and understands the importance of righteousness. Sure enough, he is a good official in the hearts of the people.

At this time, a ray of light shines through the window and shines on Xinyue. Xinyue's face was overflowing with joy, and she called out from afar in her heart, "Brother Dongmu, you are saved!" ”