"Don't coax you, for the long decades to come, no matter what Ah Li wants to do, Xiao Xue'er will accompany you...

emmmmm....

After saying this, Mu Xue could clearly feel that the arm he was holding on his shoulder was tightening, and at the same time, the aura around him suddenly changed, not as warm as jade, but with a strong possessiveness.

Feeling the delicacy of Mu Xue's skin and her dependence, Nangong Li had such an impulse in his heart.

He thought absurdly that he might hide from Mu Xue...

In this way, he will not have Mu Xue to leave his worries at any time...

This thought gradually fermented in the bottom of his heart.

But for a moment....

He didn't know what he had in mind, Mu Xue suddenly felt that the momentum around this man suddenly became gloomy.

Oh, yes...

He can't.

When Mu Xue gave birth to a child, he couldn't even give her the most basic husband and wife life....

Mu Xue could clearly feel that his heart seemed to be pressed by a big stone in an instant, and this feeling of being pressed by the big stone and breathless came out from the warm texture, and the concern she squinted at and asked, but it was also mixed with three points of doubt.

"Ah Li, what's wrong?"

Nangong Li has always admired her sensitivity sometimes, but at the moment she is a little desperate about it.

He turned his head to prevent the woman from seeing his expression clearly, and picked up the dishes and chopsticks again: "You didn't eat much just now, let's drink some sweet soup." ”

This is not the first time that Mu Xue feels that this man is strange.

Mu Xue didn't open her mouth to take the food he handed over, and at the same time broke free from his embrace, and asked suspiciously: "That's not right, Ah Li, do you have something to hide from me?" ”

Although it is a question, it has a positive meaning in it.

"No, I'm just thinking that my father also knew that King Shenjun was going to be unfavorable to us here in the imperial tomb, and now it looks calm here."

Nangong Li's ability to change the topic is quite strong, and when she heard this, Mu Xue quickly forgot what she was about to ask.

"The calm before the storm, from the beginning of our going out today to the present, there should have been someone to protect us, with the protection of our father, the king of Shenjun will not do it today, once he does, the unlucky one doesn't know who it is."

Mu Xue's words were very reasonable, and Nangong Li also nodded in agreement.

In the middle of summer, the days are long and the nights are short, and the sun is scorching every inch of land, drying up the water in the cracks.

Despite the scorching sun, the entire imperial tomb gave people a damp and cold feeling, as if every inch of land was seeping water.

The concubine mausoleum is not as magnificent as the royal main mausoleum, after entering the attached hall on the side, Mu Xue can clearly feel the difference in sight and temperature, although the air outside is hot and dry, but the hall is full of yin fire all year round, no sunlight, there is a strange breath of shade blowing in the face.

The threshold was very high, and Nangong was far away from helping Mu Xue to walk by, and they could clearly feel that the temperature difference here was more than a little bit worse.

But to say that it is cold is an exaggeration, like snakeskin skimming over the skin, cool,

"Come, over here..."

Nangong Li and Mu Xue entered, and the killer who had been monitoring their whereabouts felt that the time was ripe.

But before he could do it, he had already been subdued by the emperor's people.

Nangong was ten miles away from Ke'erting, and he could naturally hear the sound of the fight not far away.

"That's it..."

Nangong Li led Mu Xue to an inconspicuous spiritual position, even though he hadn't come to worship for a long time, there was not a trace of dust on the futon in front of him, and there were pastries and fresh fruits made not long ago in front of the spiritual seat.

This is all done by Nangong Li's extra money to let the bridge lord.

He will do his filial piety in this way, in fact, he should understand that the greatest filial piety he wants to fulfill is not like this.

It's about living well.

At this moment, he felt as if he had found the key to living his life to the fullest.

It was this key that made Nangong Li feel the boiling of his blood.

It was also the key that hung a sun over his gloomy sky.

Even swept away the gloom at the end of his dark heart.

The "key" that opened his heart was kneeling on the futon reverently, muttering some words that Nangong Li couldn't hear clearly.

His slightly gloomy gaze fell on Mu Xue's back, and he felt that he should live a good life.

He hoped that in the future, he could wake up with her in the morning light, sleep lazily in the afternoon, and pick flowers and make wine with her when he had nothing to do, and bury them under the tree.

Occasionally, if you feel tired, you can make a pot of tea and gossip with her gazebo.

Watching the clouds roll up, getting up and setting in the morning...

In the future, Mu Xueke was busy making money and practicing medicine, and Nangong Li was busy serving in the court and working for the welfare of the people, and they were busy.

Occasionally, if you want to be lively, you will call three or five friends to have dinner and exchange interesting stories about each other.

Half a year later, the child will be born safely.

Both he and Mu Xue were able to watch their children grow up day by day...

The more he imagined it, the more gentle Nangong became from the bottom of his eyes, and the gaze that looked at Mu Xue became more and more satisfied.

The good life mentioned in the book is probably like this.

But Nangong Li knew that the premise of all this good life was to solve the biggest hidden danger.

It's almost ...

Nangong Li pursed his lips.

Originally, the emperor had the intention to let Nangong Xun go, but that person died like this again and again.

At this moment, Nangong Li looked at the spiritual position of his mother's concubine, and the hatred in his heart had never decreased, and at this moment he came out again, showing through his delicate facial features.

He hooked his lips and smiled bloodthirsty.

Didn't Nangong Xun want to stay in the capital?

As his younger brother, how can he not be perfected?

As long as he dies, won't he stay in the capital forever?

Nangong Li really wants Nangong to die!!

When the queen united with many concubines to kill his mother.

When Nangong Xun sent someone to poison Qianxue.

When Nangong found a bribe for Jiu Pei, he set fire to his study and wanted to burn him to death.

When Nangong Xun placed the dead scorpion in the imperial carriage.

At that time, Nangong Xun sent someone to kidnap Mu Xue on the street.

At that time, the Yin family sent to kill the foggy tower that picked him, and his life hung by a thread.

In addition, this most recently, when Nangong Xun wanted to solve Nangong Li and Mu Xue at one time in the imperial tomb.

All of the above scenes, as long as Nangong Li thinks of it every time, he will be more determined to kill Nangong Xun.

When Nangong Li finished thinking about these things in his mind, Mu Xue was still kneeling on the futon, but her mouth was complaining.

"Good mother-in-law, you should drag a dream to your son, so that he doesn't have to be too paranoid, you don't know how much your son was in the past, it would be nice if you were there, Ah Li said that you are a good person, you will definitely help me clean him up..."

Although Mu Xue's voice was small and soft, it even reached the level of silent recitation.

But intermittently, Nangong Li still listened to a rough idea.

He smiled helplessly.

He hoped that his mother could hold on to his dreams, and it was good to come and look for him in his dreams, he was in a trance, and he counted them carefully, he had not dreamed of seeing his mother for many years.

The look, the sound, the silhouette...

These things were imprinted in his mind, and life was covered with a fine layer of dust.

After hearing Mu Xue's complaint, the man knelt beside Mu Xue and said to Mu Xue in a serious tone: "Ah Li will pay for it with a lifetime. ”

At first glance, Mu Xue was a little stunned, and turned her mouth to Wei Ling'er's spiritual position and said another complaint: "Look, my ears are so sharp, and my mind is so keen, I don't have a little bit of privacy." ”

Nangong Li's eyes were dyed with a smile, and his tone was brisk: "It's not my ears, it's that your voice is too loud..."

In fact, Mu Xue's voice is super super super small.

Hearing Nangong Li's words, she glared at him.

After glaring at her, she began to kowtow, and when she got up, she stuck the three cigarettes burning in her hand into the stove.

In front of the spiritual seat, a fruit plate and snacks were placed, the head was kowtowed devoutly, incense was offered, and the incense flowers, treasure candles, gold and silver paper money were burned, and the worship process was quickly completed, and it did not take too long.

When he came out of this annexed temple, it was still early.

Nangong Li saw that Mu Xue looked good, and suggested: "I introduced it to you before, this moat is not particularly far from this Xiling, the scenery there is very good, and there are many snacks, does Xiao Xue'er want to go for a walk?" ”

Hearing the three words of the moat, Mu Xue's mind instantly flashed the sentence of the white sand embankment in the green poplar yin, thinking that Ah Li said that the place with good scenery should have the artistic conception of this poem.

But she pursed her lips and shook her head.

"The carriage is very slow, don't toss anymore, let's go back after a rest."

Mu Xue is a person who came from the 21st century, and has taken planes, ships, and cars, and the speed of this carriage is probably twice as fast as that of normal people walking in Mu Xue's eyes.

But Mu Xue likes this kind of feeling that the carriage is very slow, the letters are far away, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

In fact, Mu Xue had never told Nangong Li that when they were completely integrated in Huayu Pavilion for the first time, Mu Xue could see emotions other than desire in his eyes.

It's love.

It's just that there are too many complicated things, and so many things are like fine yarn, like fog, like smoke miasma, so that he can't see his heart so quickly.

"Okay, listen to you, let's go back early, maybe my father will have something to summon us..."

Nangong Li's words meant something, as if he had already expected what was happening in the palace.

"Hmm."

In the restaurant on the way back, Nangong Li smelled the bloody breath wafting in the air when the carriage approached the town.

Mu Xue wanted to take a look, but Nangong Li grabbed her hand that opened the curtain and stopped her movements.

Nangong Li guessed that there should be a burst of blood outside, and his father's people hadn't disposed of the corpse yet, so the bloody breath here would be a little thick.