He married so many wives, even if he married the daughter of the current prime minister, King Mu didn't think it was a big deal.

But now I heard that Mu Fanhua was just marrying a folk woman of unknown origin, but he could get so much attention from King Mu.

This is enough to prove how important Mu Fanhua's identity as a prince is in the eyes of King Mu.

When he left the imperial study, he didn't forget to glance at the portrait that Xiao Dezi was holding in his hand.

Like, it's really too similar.

First thought, first thought, first thought.

Mu Lingyun silently recited the name three times in his heart, but he knew very well that she couldn't be Yuerujin.

Because when Yue Rujin died, he saw her corpse with his own eyes, saw the blood flowing from her belly, and saw her eyes that could never be closed.

In the end, he was cremated with his own hands and buried with his own hands.

It's only been half a month since these things happened, and there is a person in this world who looks so imaginary as her.

If a woman of ordinary appearance was so similar, he didn't think there was anything.

But......

The face of the moon is like a brocade, and it is too strange to find such an ordinary person in this world.

No wonder, today's saint specially let him and Yue Heng enter the palace to confirm.

However, it can't be the moon, it can't be her. So who is this person who looks so much like her?

I don't know why, Mu Lingyun felt a little nervous in his heart, and this nervous mood kept surrounding his heart, making him unable to calm down for a long time.

When he returned in the evening, he went to the room where the moon was alone.

Half a month was uninhabited, and the door of the room was covered with a little dust.

Standing in front of the door, he slowly bowed his head, and suddenly remembered the scene when they first met more than ten years ago.

Actually, he didn't hate her.

The indifference to her over the years, the determination to her, may be because her lofty appearance burned his eyes that day, and there is nothing left to look up to.

At that time, he looked up to her in a humble way, and he thought at that time......

If one day, he has the ability to stand by her side and let her look up to him too.

This thought tormented him day by day, making him want to fight, to kill.

But after all, he forgot his heart and forgot his original intention.

The one thing he wanted to do most was probably to keep her by his side and then ......

Only later......

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he had a special conquest of her.

always hopes that now that she is his concubine, he doesn't want to see her look high.

He wanted her to say a word to him softly, and he could put her in the palm of his hand and pet her, and he would be able to go to that level in his heart.

That knot.

Only, she didn't.

Whether he was a concubine or indifferent to her, she never softly said a word to him.

He was cold to her, she was silent, and even showed that she didn't care about him.

He didn't like it, and even hated it.

Because this feeling will remind him of ten years ago, when she was like this, and she was also like this, and she looked like no one in her eyes.

Now that she is his wife, why does she still look like this.

With such a moon, how could he protect her......

And he never thought that the first time in her life that she needed his protection, it would be in such a scene......