Mu Yueting sat in front of the chai door and washed clothes.

She wore a very ill-fitting coarse cloth prize, which she had borrowed from a nearby farmer, with too fat waist and too short sleeves; Her original hairpin was made of purple gold inlaid with hibiscus jade, and when she wore it on the road to show swagger, she used a sharpened willow branch to hairpin her hairpin, which was crooked and loose. I dropped a lock, and the sweat stuck to my greasy neck.

She had never done such a rough job, and she washed it very carefully, but it was also really laborious. The hem of the front sleeves was soaked and soaked, and the tip of the nose was accidentally stuck with soapy mud.

However, the large dark red stain still stubbornly clings to the waistline of the green robe, and it cannot be removed.

Mu Yueting bit her lip, raised her arm to wipe her sweat, rested for a while, and continued to lower her head, rubbing her robe back and forth on the groove board repeatedly.

She reacted suddenly, paused in her hand, and raised her head suddenly.

Not far from the firewood house, there was a half-collapsed earthen wall, and there was indeed a man standing there.

The June sun is really dazzling, and the white light is blazing, and the eyes are dizzy. Mu Yueting stared at the blurred light and shadow, and tears came down after watching it.

Mei Longxue and Bitter Cauliflower were catching crickets in the grass, and when they heard that there was no movement behind them, they hurriedly turned their heads to look.

Mei Longxue shouted "Senior Sister" and was about to rush over, but she was about to hug Kucaihua's eyes.

"Shhhh Are you stupid, did you arrest her own sister and go to scold her? ”

Bitter cauliflower didn't figure it out, shouldn't Mu Dian be with Chang Qianfo at this moment, on the way to Luoyang? Why did you run back again?

This is good, she has to work hard, and before she has received the reward, she has to try to save her life first.

Mei Longxue didn't think about it so much, but when she looked at Mu Dianke's demeanor, she really didn't want to care about people, so she squatted back again, grabbing the green grass in front of her quite lost.

Mu Dianke stood for a while and walked over.

She was usually dressed in black, but today she wore the opposite color: a white placket and a white silk and silver embroidered pleated skirt. And her complexion is not very bright and cold white, white clothes are close to her neck, there is no boundary, and after the sun is so bright and dazzling, it is even more white, and there is no distinction between people and clothes.

When I looked at it from a distance, I felt that it was a whole ball of light, and even my face and figure were blurred.

Mu Dian can stand in front of Mu Yueting.

Mu Yueting just lowered her head and didn't look at her, forcibly enduring the stinging pain in the corners of her eyes. One light, the other heavy, stirred the turbid water in the basin to turn around, and from time to time splashed on her Mingyan's cheeks.

"If you don't wash it again, my eldest brother will have to sleep in dirty clothes for another night." She explained, trying to stabilize her emotions, but choked.

Mu Dianke left.

Her sister has a strong temperament, and she always likes to fight with her everywhere, and she doesn't want to lose her pride in front of her.

When she looked back, she saw Mu Yueting lying on the edge of the basin, sobbing and crying until she trembled, full of forbearance and hard work.

Presumably she really suffered a lot, and she really blamed herself.

A few steps away from the firewood room, there was a sour smell that hit the face, mixed with the pungent smell of blood.

This kind of taste is not unfamiliar. In the early years, when her skills were not strong enough, it was common for her to get injured on missions. Catching up with the sky in July and August, the sand in the desert is so hot that the feet are hot, the sky is steaming, and she can't find a place to bathe.

Mu Zijian must have never suffered such a crime.

The room was cramped and crowded, and in the corner of the wall, an old man with gray temples was lying on the pyre writing prescriptions, which should be the famous doctor in the countryside who was robbed by Qu Ya Yaoxin.

Before leaving Ruyin, Chang Qianfo sent Xuanyuan Tong to visit Xin Baige to inquire about the details of Mu Zijian's robbery, and learned from her that Mu Zijian was injured.

In the scorching summer, if the wound is not treated well, it will suppurate, ulcerate at the least, and cause blood damage throughout the body, high fever, vomiting, coma, and even death.

Qu Ya robbed people to save his life, and before rescuing Qu Yu'er, he would not let Mu Zijian's injuries deteriorate and cause unnecessary lives.

Chang Qianfo recognized this point, cast his net all the way in the direction that Mu Dian could lock, and finally found out that in a village in this area, an old doctor had just disappeared two days ago. 123 Literary Network

Mu Dianke sent a secret message to contact Qianyu.

Rural scattered doctors, after all, medical skills are limited. Mu Zijian's life was saved, but the situation was obviously not good, at least the sword on the hip bone, the injury did not improve.

Injured on the bones, Mu Zijian had no way to sit up by himself, he could only lie down, the original Qing Hua Xinze's face was completely radiant, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes were blank. Only the slightly twitching waxy white lips showed the pain he was suffering.

After Mu Dianke thought clearly about the whole story of the fire in Julin Garden, he didn't hate Mu Zijian, and he also thought about how to retaliate against him when he returned to the Central Plains one day to relieve his anger.

I didn't expect to see him like this, and I still couldn't bear it.

This brother of her mother's compatriots, he loved her and loved her, he had bad intentions and did wrong things, but he never wanted to kill her.

"Is this retribution?" Mu Zijian smiled weakly.

When Mu Dianke was still at the door, he saw her. It's just that he is too weak to muster the strength to meet her, and he doesn't know how to face her.

Mu Dianke walked over without saying a word and lifted the broken teapot at the head of the bed.

The spout is missing a piece and the water is cold.

Mu Zijian had difficulty getting up, so he took advantage of the inside of Mu Dianke's arm, stretched his neck, and divided it several times before he drank a small cup of tea.

"Do you want more?" Mu Dian can ask.

Mu Zijian nodded, and she fed him another cup of drink. The dry lips showed a slight color.

"I'm glad you came to see me."

Mu Zijian lay down, and there was a gasp from his chest in his voice: "Will it cause you trouble?" ”

"You don't have to worry about that." Mu Dianke turned his head and played with the pottery cup in his hand, his eyes followed up and down, alleviating the embarrassment on the other side of the two: "I'm not here to save you, I still have to exchange you and Yueting for Qu Yu'er." ”

"I know," Mu Zijian hurriedly expressed his understanding, holding the bed board with his hand and trying to lift his body, his tone was sincere and a little begging, "I know... It's hard for you. ”

He didn't sit up, lowered his eyes, looked at the rough texture on the back of his hand, and said in a gloomy tone: "I'm not a good brother, I hurt you, and I didn't take care of Yueting." ”

Mu Dian didn't speak, his fingers flipped over the cup, and it went back and forth for a long time.

"One more thing to beg of you." Mu Zijian opened his mouth first.

"You say."

"If Jin Yanchen has to kill someone to vent her hatred, Yueting is a girl, and she can't learn martial arts well, so she won't take revenge in the future...... If I could, I hope you did it – to give me some dignity. ”

Neither Mu Zijian nor Mu Yueting begged her for mercy, which surprised Mu Dianke. After thinking about it, I was relieved, in addition to being blood brothers and sisters, they were also on both sides of the enemy. The children raised by Mu Cangping always have this backbone.

She finally stopped turning the teacup in her hand and looked sideways at Mu Zijian.

"Xin Baige came to me." She said lightly, "I said the same thing as you." ”

A trace of astonishment flashed in Mu Zijian's eyes, and then disappeared into those pure black and beautiful pupils, dissolving into a deep, incomprehensible color.

Mu Dianke knew that he looked calm on the surface at the moment, but he must have been turbulent in his heart.

When you are in trouble, your heartstrings will become extra fragile and sensitive than usual. Every good point and every millimeter bad will be infinitely magnified after chewing.

With a flick of the fingers, it reverberates.

Mu Zijian should have understood that he was bent on chasing love and freedom, and after all, he did not choose the right person to be deposited, which became a ridiculous mistake; And the one who really understands him and is willing to stand up for him to defend the last shred of decency is precisely the one he is the most disgusted.

Whether Xin Baige is a good wife or not, Mu Dian doesn't know, and he doesn't care. But she knew that Mu Lan must be a disaster.