The whole Mu Mansion was very busy with the evening celebrations, and Mu Ruoying and Ling'er, who had lived in remote areas for a long time, were naturally happy, occasionally hearing the irritable abuse of the big butler looking for his stupid son everywhere, and the shopkeepers who searched all the tailor shops and jewelry stores in the capital, and searched for gorgeous clothes and clothes for Mu Ruoying, the sister of the largest beauty in the capital. Even her side-yard, which had always been desolate and uninhabited, was a little lively.

"Miss, aren't you dressing up?"

Ling Er poked her head out and saw the Mu Mansion outside the courtyard, the bustling appearance of the lights, and the bleak scene in the young lady's courtyard, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious. On the courtyard of the young lady, the dead leaves that fell last autumn were even scattered somewhere, and no one asked, and most of the courtyards were old and dilapidated homes, like a Mu mansion, and there seemed to be no place for Mu Ruoying.

Mu Ruoying noticed Ling'er's eyes of understanding and pity for her, and her slender and boneless fingers touched a small shirt that had turned yellow but was well stored, it was the only new dress that her mother made for her eight years ago, and her mother said that on the day her father's class teacher returned to the court, Ruoying would wear that shirt to call him Daddy. Mu Ruoying's eyes have been lowered and not raised, if it weren't for the fact that today is her mother's death day, she should not be so sentimental. She has always been accustomed to enduring all humiliation and frustration, just to survive in this Mu Mansion.

"Ling'er, do you know that some people are bright on the surface, but in fact, they are like dead leaves in this courtyard, counting down the end of her life."

Mu Ruoying's eyes lifted from the shirt, looking at the bird's nest that flew out of the Mu Mansion out of the window, her eyes flowed, and there were endless sorrows and ups and downs in her eyes. The corners of her mouth have always been smiling in that arc, if you look at the woman from a distance, leaning over the window, thinking that it is a landscape painting, depicting all the quiet years in the world. But a closer look reveals that even if this woman could fly out like the bird, she would break her wings and imprison herself in this cage for the rest of her life, until all hatred was consumed.

"Miss......"

Ling'er walked like Mu Ruoying at a loss, she didn't know until today that there was a fairy in the world who did not fall into the dust, but she had to be muddy in the mortal dust for the rest of her life, and she would take off the last skin of the fairyland, and be born into a cold-blooded and cruel Shura flower. And all she can do is to fight for her life, abandon the goodness of her own body, and ask for justice for her and herself that does not belong to her.

"Ruoying, I heard that your father summoned you."

The crowd immediately outside the door made the desolate side courtyard look a lot more lively, but the tense atmosphere knew that someone had come to trouble Mu Ruoying again.

"Ruoying has seen the eldest lady."

At the moment when the eldest lady entered the door, Mu Ruoying's mournful expression changed into a ruthless killing intent that could drag people into hell, but in an instant, she changed back to the well-behaved and indisputable Second Miss Mu Fu. Wearing a plain dress, she never wore jewelry, but she wore a green beaded hairpin, which was the same as the maid standing next to her. Mu Ruoying lowered her head extremely low, staring at the stone slab on the ground with respect, as if she didn't dare to look directly at the majesty of the master mother.

The eldest lady is very satisfied with Mu Ruoying's dress today, although she understands that no matter how Mu Ruoying dresses, what can she do with coarse linen clothes and unkempt hair? She looked like a bewitching fox like her mother, and she hated it. Although her daughter is the number one beauty in the capital, if she really compares with Mu Ruoying, who really can be called beautiful, she is like a mirror in her heart. It's a pity that the old man refused to let himself send Mu Ruoying out of the house, otherwise, eight years ago, she would have reunited Mu Ruoying with her poor mother. The eldest lady's vicious mind stopped when she saw the withered yellow dress on Mu Ruoying's bed, looked Mu Ruoying up and down, and her words were a little more ruthless.

"Ruoying, today is a good day for Mu Mansion. This dead man's object is unlucky. You tell me? ”

She moved to the bed and sat down, the Yonghe jade of the Western Regions in her hand was one of the two emeralds given to the monarch after the Western Regions belonged to the new dynasty, and the current queen's crown was embedded with one, and there was another one, which was originally in her place. She touched the fabric of eight years ago that was so well preserved, it seemed that Mu Ruoying had never forgotten that cheap embryo.

"Mother is right, it turned out to be an old thing, Ruoying thought that today's celebration was grand and grand, Ruoying should find some new clothes, but she turned out such unlucky items, it was Ruoying's fault."

Mu Ruoying's head was raised slightly, and she looked at the eldest lady's suspicious gaze, and then glanced at the clothes on the bed, and her face showed extremely sincere guilt and disgust. That mother, Mu Ruoying screamed tactfully, if others who didn't know the inside story heard it, it was really a harmonious scene of family harmony. But only Mu Ruoying knew that at this moment, she was deeply disgusted and hated herself, and she was surviving under the enemy, sacrificing all her dignity in order to survive.

"Oh? Ruoying thinks so too? Then Ruoying said, what should I do with this shirt? ”

The eldest lady put away her dissatisfaction and asked with interest. It seems that she is not satisfied with her answer just now, and she never cares about half-truths and half-truths, she only cares, and at the moment her mood is good or bad.

Ruoying thought that it would be better to deal with her mother. But I remembered that my mother was a daughter, how could she touch the things of the dead, and later Ruoying would burn a fire and burn all the bad luck. ”

Mu Ruoying moved a few steps slightly, her expression was calm, she couldn't see a trace of sadness, but a little more happiness, and the people next to her believed it all true, thinking that Mu Ruoying really had a mother-daughter relationship with that housewife.

"Okay, mother, go and help your father entertain the courtiers first, you, this shirt is not suitable for the evening banquet, others don't know, and they think that my mother has scolded you on weekdays. You're done, I'll go find Zhao later. ”

After that, she left, and a group of servants and maids also followed the footsteps of the eldest lady, walking like a fox and a tiger. Everyone knows that in this family, the eldest lady's personal maid is much better than her, the so-called second miss of Mu Fu, but who can judge?

"He Xiyou, we, the coming day is long."

Mu Ruoying kept her head down and didn't move for a long time after the eldest lady left the side courtyard, she couldn't see a trace of expression, and she didn't show any luck or hatred on her face, but the thin nails were deeply embedded in the inside of her palm, until the air filled the air with a fishy sweet smell of blood, and Ling Er found that the blood on Mu Ruoying's palm was dripping on the wooden board drop by drop, splashing blood.

"Ling'er, go and burn that shirt."

Mu Ruoying turned her back and no longer looked at the only object in the world that could make her feel the slightest warmth, her voice was ethereal and firm, but she trembled a little.

"Miss, this shirt is not your only ......"

Ling Er looked at Mu Ruoying and wanted to persuade her, but as soon as the words came to her mouth, she was frightened by Mu Ruoying's hot gaze and couldn't say a word.

"It's just a piece of clothing, she He Xiyou can burn my old clothes today, I Mu Ruoying will burn her bones to my mother tomorrow for burial, and I, Mu Ruoying, want this He family and Mu family to bury my mother."

Mu Ruoying's face was still so calm, it seemed that the mountains and rivers had nothing to do with her, she was just watching a tragedy of her own. But who knows, how to mottled and crippled heart to cultivate such a tenacious and perfect character, if you really say it, she has just reached the age of Xuan, and she should still be a girl who doesn't ask about the world.

Fate, it really never had any mercy on Mu Ruoying.

There were sparks burning outside the corridor, and the smoke was filled, and it entered Mu Ruoying's house, she closed her eyes to let her lingering grief and mourning for her mother all lock in her eyes, not to be seen by anyone, the smile on the corner of her mouth was so beautiful, but so bitter. Sometimes, because life is too bitter, all the bitterness will taste a hint of sweetness.

Three years ago, Mu Ruoying was still fostered in the hands of the eldest lady, although Mu Jingfei and the eldest lady were not good to her, but Mu Ruoying did not have any hatred, if you say that the only thing she hated, it was only the owner of the Mu Mansion. Mu Ruoying was injured one night, lame in Mu Ruoying's side yard cat woke up, she lived alone in this deserted yard when she was very young, no one took care of her, when she was sick, she covered herself tightly with the quilt and stayed up tomorrow, when she was thirsty, she went to the well to shake some well water, except for three meals a day, someone came to deliver food, and no one would ever set foot here.

Mu Ruoying thought that she couldn't save the kitten, but she was really reluctant to watch it die. She put on her clothes, hugged the trembling kitten and wanted to find the eldest lady to sleep, who would have ......

"Ma'am, the matter is settled."

There were two black figures hooked on the water waves in the moonlight in the remote corner of Mu Fu, who should have looked down on them, but Mu Ruoying saw a woman-like figure, with a golden silk black magpie hairpin pinned to her head, which was her mother's favorite hairpin when she was alive, and later after her mother left, these jewels were handed over to the eldest lady to dispose of.

Mu Ruoying tightened the trembling kitten in her arms, and her own thin figure, for fear of revealing any traces, she had a hunch that the eldest lady had something to plan.

"There you go. Mrs. Ming died innocently, and the night the lord returned to the dynasty stayed with her, what a fox. These beautiful women thought that if they married into the Mu Mansion, the pheasant would become a phoenix, but the pheasant was a pheasant after all, and in the end they couldn't even keep a monument. ”

The woman's poignant laughter was as deep as a nightmare in Mu Ruoying's heart, it turned out that most of the ladies in Mu Mansion had made mistakes or been ill for a long time, and they died very early, Mu Ruoying always thought that Mu Jinghong was playing with women more than moderation, it turned out that Mu Mansion hid such a ruthless woman.

Mu Ruoying's thoughts came to this, and suddenly stopped, "These beautiful women", the eldest lady said "these women", then, Mu Ruoying's mother......

"But madam, this month is the third, if the master finds out, how can it be."

"Heh, what are you afraid of, Mu Jinghong is dominant, but the support given to him by the He family is still useful, women, he has long been tired of playing. When did he ever care about his women? is like Mu Ruoying's mother, he already knew that I was guilty of it, but he finished the scene without saying a word. Rest assured, he never cared. ”

It turned out that the vicious hearts of the Mu Mansion were intrigued with the panicked fighting all day long, and the tragedies that were staged day by day were all planned by that woman. is so vicious in people's hearts, she has recognized her mother for three years, and now that she thinks about it, it is just a farce.

But He Xiyou's fearlessness is very reasonable, the He family was ten years ago, when the old dynasty was still there, it was three generations of old ministers, both the government and the opposition, although they all knew that He Xiyou's father was only a five-grade official, but in today's world, it was the ancestors who fought it out with blood. Now that Mu Jinghong has ascended to a high position, there are already many powerful old ministers who have inherited the friendship with He Xiyou's ancestors in the world. He Xiyou's position as the eldest lady is no one dares to shake it.

And what does his mother do? A stupid woman who believes that her husband will protect her, and she will be wronged and humiliated until she dies.

Mu Ruoying hooked her arms fiercely, suppressed the deepest hatred in her heart, and walked back step by step, walking into her courtyard, looking at the desolation and loneliness.

Only then did I understand that in this Mu Mansion, in this world, power can cover the sky with one hand. Power can cover up all their crimes, can kill everyone's resentment, can trample people's self-esteem on the soles of their feet, and can look at the devastation but alone at the top. Thanks to this world for making Mu Ruoying taste all kinds of hardships, thirsting for a trace of sweetness, but powerless struggle, I finally understood how deep the abyss is that falls to the bottom.

Ling'er came back, looking at Mu Ruoying's eyes closed and smiling, she was a little worried, but she couldn't bear to disturb. Mu Ruoying's thoughts had already been pulled back to the present the moment Ling'er entered the door, and she opened her clear eyes.

"Ling'er, you accompanied me to the celebration today. The time has come. ”

Mu Ruoying turned her head to look out the window again, the city wall in the courtyard of the deep palace, the world inside the city wall is a new layer of intrigue. But it is the only chance for her Mu Ruoying to break out of the shackles, she wants to use today to let everyone in the world know that there is a second lady in Mu Mansion, who should be unparalleled in the world.