Chapter 205: Revenge, she wants him to kill his son with his own hands
That night, at the foot of Yun'an Temple Mountain, in front of the tomb of the prime minister's wife, the woman in red and the man in the black robe testified to the emperor's earth. The moonlight that night was excellent, and the silver glow fell on the bun, mistaking it for a white head.
After all, he owed her a prosperous wedding, although he bowed three times to the tomb of Mrs. Zhao from heaven to earth, he still owed her.
Mu Baili hugged her and sat in the treetops, looking at the silver glow of the world, and there were only two of them in the quiet world, hugging each other, and agreeing to live and die in this life.
"Mu Baili, the man is full of words, if you lose me, don't blame me for being ruthless." She whispered in his arms.
He looked down at her and cried, his eyes swollen like walnuts, and he spoke in a thick nasal voice. Anyway, he cried out, otherwise he was afraid that this girl would suffocate herself.
People, if you are happy, you have to laugh, and if you are sad, you have to cry, otherwise God will give people six roots, what will people be happy and sad about? Don't be depressed, otherwise something will happen sooner or later.
Isn't Yang Jinzhi the best example?
"If I take you upon me, my life is yours." He sighed softly, "What do you want to do next?" β
Zhao Wuwu took a deep breath, "I want to calculate this account well and calculate it clearly." My mother can't die in vain, and I won't let go of those who forced her to death. If it weren't for Qi Yu Wangfu, not my father, not Wuji Palace, how could my mother be delirious and cornered. β
If she wasn't forced to be helpless, how could her mother be willing to let her go?
How can you die such a miserable and miserable death?
As soon as he thought of the blurred flesh and blood of his mother before his death, Zhao Wuwu's throat swelled with a fishy sweet taste, and his face was extremely white. She tried her best to suppress the taste in her throat, and her body was a little cold.
Mu Baili also felt a slight tremor from Zhao Wuwu, and immediately hugged Zhao Wuwu, "Is it uncomfortable?" β
Zhao Wuwu nodded, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.
was so shocked that Mu Baili grabbed her waist at the moment and quickly led her back to the ground. Holding Zhao Wuwu in his arms, Mu Baili went straight to the simple shed. At this time, finding a doctor is secondary, and it is estimated that the cold poison in the body is causing trouble again.
I don't know what I'm doing in the past few days, especially after Yang Jin's death, I have disappeared to the present.
The internal force slowly poured into Zhao Wuwu's body, Mu Baili's face was extremely ugly, Su Xi and Lu Guoan were guarding outside, and a cadre of shadow guards continued to be on guard, not allowing anyone to approach and disturb.
But Mu Baili has lost a lot of internal strength, and he is panting, why is Zhao Wuwu still not awake? It seems that this situation is serious.
Su Xi saw that there had been no movement inside, so she was naturally shocked, and when she entered the shed, she found that Mu Baili was cold, and Zhao Wuwu was still lying there motionless, and immediately ran to him, "Childe? β
But this probe of the wrist pulse, it seems that everything is normal? There is no sign of chaos in this body, what is wrong?
Mu Baili was also surprised, why did he only feel that internal strength had no effect on Zhao Wuwu? It stands to reason that it shouldn't, his internal force is the power of pure yang, and it is absolutely effective to fight against the ice, how can it ......
Suddenly, Su Xi suddenly laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Mu Baili was gloomy.
Su Xi stood up, "Don't worry, Master Chitose, Childe is asleep." β
Mu Baili was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood.
Sighing lightly, Su Xi looked helplessly at the sleeping Zhao Wuwu, "Childe is too tired, since Mrs. left, Childe has slept very little, eaten less, and the whole person is emaciated and haggard." That is, by the side of Chitose Ye, the son dares to sleep with peace of mind, so that he can sleep more peacefully. β
After speaking, Su Xi saluted and withdrew respectfully.
Yes, Zhao Wuwu fell asleep.
She was so tired, physically and mentally exhausted, that she no longer had the strength to open her eyes. She needs to have a good rest, and then think about it, how can she let her mother die and be blind, how can she fulfill her mother's last wish, and then let herself live well.
That night, Zhao Wuwu slept peacefully.
There is a faint fragrance of pear blossoms in the dream, as well as the warm embrace of the mother. Niang still lives in Yun'an Temple, she fell on her mother's lap, Niang's warm fingertips gently caressed her cheeks, gently whispering her name.
Acacia ......
When she woke up, her mother was still a cold tombstone, and there was only Mu Baili by her side. He stayed up all night, watching her with his eyes open, fearing that she would have nightmares.
Fortunately, she slept peacefully, and even though she cried in her dreams, she also laughed and cried.
Putting away the wedding dress, Zhao Wuwu looked at the filial piety dress on his body, his eyebrows slightly condensed. After a good night's sleep, my energy and energy are much better. She is still her, the indifferent and alienated Ministry of Rites Shangshu Zhao Wuwu.
The morning light is faint, Mu Baili stepped on the morning light and returned, they couldn't come back together, otherwise they would teach people to be suspicious. So Mu Baili took a step first, and Zhao Wuwu came back later.
Kneeling in front of his mother's tomb, Zhao Wuwu's eyebrows were shallow, and there was no sadness or joy on his face, "Mother has seen it?" Hehuan already has a beloved, and his mother's wedding dress is also worn on Hehuan's body. Mother's craftsmanship is really good, Hehuan likes it very much. Although it will be difficult now, and the road will always be difficult in the future, Hehuan will not give up. β
Her life was exchanged for her mother's life.
Three years of filial piety, three years......
Yun Zheng stepped forward and gently covered Zhao Wuwu with his shawl, "Childe, it's not too early, it's time to set off and go back." β
Zhao Wuwu glanced at Yun Zheng meaningfully, suddenly raised his hand, and a loud slap fell on Yun Zheng's face, "What are you, do you need you to remind me to do things?" Since you're so nosy, stay here for me. β
After speaking, Zhao Wuwu brushed his sleeves and left.
Xi Mo was stunned for a moment, "Childe, Yun Zheng she-"
"Do you want to stay too?" Zhao Wuwu was cold.
The pain of losing his mother made Zhao Wuwu's whole person feel gloomy and cold, and he felt that no one should approach.
Xi Mo didn't dare to say anything, just glanced back at Yun Zheng kneeling in front of the tomb. Everyone withdrew with Zhao Wuwu, but Yun Zheng was left behind, still kneeling there.
She looked back at the convoy that was drifting away, watching the dust and smoke fade out of her sight, and the warmth in her eyes continued to surge, and finally burst out of her eyes.
Yun Zheng knelt in front of the tomb, his shoulders twitching slightly.
There was the sound of footsteps, from far to near, and finally stopped beside Yunzheng.
The miserable white face with a black blindfold and a long knife mark made the face that was not handsome enough even more terrifying at this moment. At this moment, Zao Wou-Ki was smiling coldly, squinting at the line of handwriting on the tombstone.
"Now, do you still think Zhao Wuwu is good?" He sneered, "Do you still think that this daughter is your everything, and now that you have lost your life, do you still think that you are right?" The good daughter you raised, in turn, took your life, you are really capable. β
The cold mockery, with a kind of hatred, without the slightest warmth.
Glancing at Yun Zheng, who was still kneeling on the ground, Zao Wou-Ki leaned down and squatted, "Don't get up yet, do you plan to kneel all the time?" β
"What else can I do?" Yun Zheng raised his head, his expression was slightly numb, "In the heart of the child, I have become a person inside and out. If it weren't for Childe's memory of me serving with me all these years, I guess this would have killed me a long time ago. I know so much that she can't tolerate me. β
"I've told you so much, do you think I can go back? Childe didn't let me go back, she was ruthless, and she didn't plan to let me go back at all. β
Zao Wou-Ki took a deep breath, "Then you can come with me!" β
Yun Zheng stared at him, "What did you say?" β
"Naturally, you want to go with me, is it possible that you will return to Shangshu Mansion to die? Zhao Wuwu already doubts you, and for her, as long as she has a trace of remorse, there is no need for you to survive. Zao Wou-ki's eyes were cold, "Come with me, you are already my person anyway." β
Yun Zheng didn't answer, still kneeling there.
Zao Wou-Ki let out a long sigh and walked slowly to the tombstone. Squatting down and gently caressing his mother's tombstone, the cold touch made him feel very happy, and he felt an inexplicable feeling of comfort in his heart.
"Mother, you're finally dead." Zao Wou-Ki smiled, laughing so uncontrollably.
The shrill laughter made Yun Zheng's throat roll subconsciously, and he clenched his fist in his sleeve. Yun Zheng stood up and walked up to Zao Wou-Ki with a slight fear, "Don't be like this, she is also your mother." β
"Mother?" Zao Wou-Ki smiled, "Then have you ever seen a mother who doesn't want a son?" Since she was the one who took me first, why should I recognize her? Now that she's dead, I see how much she loves her precious daughter. If I were her, I would be too lonely under the yellow spring, and I would definitely go to hell with that baby bump. β
Yun Zheng pursed his lips, "Don't be like this, you make me scared like this." β
"The least terrible thing in this world is the dead, if only there were ghosts in the world." Zao Wou-Ki sneered and kicked over the offerings in front of the tomb, his eyes fierce.
The next moment, Zao Wou-Ki took Yun Zheng's hand, "I know, you will be willing to do anything for me, right?" β
Yun Zheng looked at Zhao Wuwu fixedly, and then nodded, "But I still say the same thing, you don't want to hurt Son, I will never do anything to hurt Childe." The rest, it's easy to say. β
"Don't worry, it's my business to deal with Zhao Wuwu alone, as for you-" He gently hugged Yun Zheng into his arms, raising his eyes with a fierce look, "You are my woman, I will naturally protect you well." Those things of life and death have nothing to do with you, all you have to do is stay by my side and accompany me well. β
Yun Zheng bowed his head, smiled and gently fell into Zao Wouji's arms, "Don't worry, I won't leave you." β
Zhao Wuji exhaled lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Zhao Wuji can't tolerate you anymore, I'll take you somewhere." After that, we will always be together. β
"Good!" Yun Zheng nodded with a blushing face.
She thought that she would never come back. Goodbye, I don't know when. It's just that all the fate in this world has its own fixed number, and when the fate is over, no one is helpless.
The carriage was driving in the direction of Huicheng, and Zhao Wuwu leaned weakly against the wall of the carriage.
Su Xi got into the car, "Can Childe still hold on?" β
Zhao Wuwu's face was pale, leaning against the wall of the car and dying, "I can't die." β
With a light sigh, Su Xi nodded, "Madame-"
"My mother's thoughts, I naturally know that she can't kill herself, so she deliberately created this accident. Between me and my father, she chose me but was afraid of hurting my father, the Qiyou palace would be unfavorable to me, Dongchang would also attack me, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty would fall into the ground. Zhao Wuwu opened his eyes and smiled so sourly.
"My mother thinks about me everywhere, but I can't do anything for her. I can't do anything but protect myself and not let her down. I think I'm smart, but I can't do a lot of things. Suxi, do you know my powerlessness at the moment? β
Su Xi bowed, "Of course I understand, just like back then, I could only watch him die, but I couldn't do anything for him." For a moment, I thought about going with him! Now that I think about it, I feel relieved, there is no hurdle in life that cannot be overcome, looking back at those things back then, in fact, it is just a thought! β
Zhao Wuwu took a deep breath, "Indeed, one day when I reach my mother's age, and when I look back and think about what my mother looked like back then, I will find that I have been far away. If one day I have a child of my own, maybe a lot of my ideas will change. β
"It's the old son who has also been decadent, so it's time to cheer up. Madame loves Childe so much, she made all the preparations early, and caused an accident, so that Childe's road can be better. Su Xi regretted, "It's come to this, let it go!" People should always look forward. β
Zhao Wuwu smiled bitterly, "There is no way back, my father no longer has a weakness, but I have gone to half my life." She reached out and lifted the window curtain and looked at the superb scenery outside, "That's fine, the last connection between father and daughter can be regarded as completely broken." β
In the past, I had to take into account my mother's feelings, but now I don't have to think about anything.
It's all gone!
Because of Yang Jinzhi's death, Zhao Wuwu, who is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, naturally has to keep filial piety. Not to mention three years, at least one year is required, this gift has to be made for the world to see, whether it can be complied with depends on Zhao Wuwu's own will.
However, Mu Yao knew that Zhao Wuwu would definitely abide by it.
Huo Huo looked helplessly at Mu Yao, who was wearing white flowers in the mirror, "The slave and maid were wronged for the county lord, this good and good happy event, but now it has suddenly changed its appearance, and it has become like this, which is really unwilling." This lady was so dignified, and suddenly she fell into the carriage, andβ"
"Enough!" Mu Yao snorted, "Don't die, say such things at this time?" Don't you see what the situation of Shangshu Mansion and Prime Minister's Mansion is now? She sighed lightly, and in her mind was Zhao Wuwu's face like ashes.
Huo Huo pursed her lips and asked her not to speak, she naturally couldn't do it, "But the county lord, you see that my uncle didn't even shed a single tear, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a person of filial piety, but he swore a heavy oath to keep filial piety for three years, isn't this delaying the county lord?" β
Mu Yao got up suddenly, "You girl, I follow you whatever you say on weekdays, but this time I can't help you talk nonsense." β
With a long exhale, Mu Yao walked slowly to the door and looked at the excellent sun outside, "You also know that my mother left early, and I didn't have time to be sad for too long, so I forgot what my mother looked like." So I envy you very much, having the company of your mother. β
"Huo Huo, you also had a mother, did you ever break your liver and intestines when the nurse left? If you've ever had this kind of taste, don't say this kind of heart-wrenching again, I'll hurt too. β
Zhao Wuwu didn't cry, but the man didn't flick when he had tears. I know that Zhao Wuwu is uncomfortable in his heart, and it is more unbearable not to cry than to cry. The taste of tears flowing into the stomach is the most life and death. β
Hearing this, Huo Huo didn't dare to say more.
Zhao Wuwu has already returned, but he locked himself in Tingfeng Lou and saw no one. Mu Yao sighed lightly, thinking that she could plan well when she got married, even if Zhao Wuwu didn't have that kind of mind for herself, but she also had a heart, maybe she could ...... one day
Huo Huo said, "It's better for the county lord to go and take a look, it's not a matter for my uncle to keep himself closed, I have to come out." β
Mu Yao thought about it, what she said was right.
With the small snacks just made in the kitchen, Mu Yao went to Tingfeng Building. In the eyes of the royal people, Zhao Wuwu is the master of the county. But out of the palace, Mu Yao is Mrs. Shangshu, and she marries her husband.
Su Xi stepped into the study, "Childe, the county lord is here." β
Zhao Wuwu put down the ink pen in his hand and handed a letter to Su Xi, "Quietly let someone hand it to Master Chitose, just say it's what I mean." Also, is the old thing back? β
"Nope!" Su Xi took the letter, "Is heβ"
Zhao Wuwu narrowed his eyes, "He can't run, and he can't run out." Let the county lord come in, I happen to have something to discuss with her. β
"Good!" Su Xi saluted and quickly retreated.
After a while, Mu Yao entered the door with a snack.
When she came in, Mu Yao's face was obviously a little cautious, she put the snacks on the table, pursed her lips and whispered, "You, are you okay?" β
Zhao Wuwu's face was sad or joyless, "What else can I do now?" You don't have to worry, I won't break the jar. After that, she slowly walked down the bookcase and walked to Mu Yao, "I'm sorry, your cave room candle night is going to be postponed to three years later." β
Mu Yao's face tightened, "You and I are a combination of interests, so we don't care about these things." β
With a long exhale, Zhao Wuwu sat down, "Although we can't be husband and wife for the time being, this love is still there, and our alliance is still counting." What do you say, county lord? β
"Yes." Mu Yao nodded, "I must find out about my uncle's affairs and give him justice." β
"I've asked people to check the incident of Fengshakou back then, and I believe there will be some eyebrows." Zhao Wuwu coughed lightly, and his plain white face was haggard.
The hard work of the past few days has made her whole person very thin, she is already thin, and she looks even weaker at the moment. The black and green at the moment are a little aggravated, which shows that this period of time is really tormenting.
"I believe you, it's just your body-" Mu Yao worried, "Is it okay?" β
Zhao Wuwu glanced up at her, stuffed the snack into his mouth casually, and said lightly, "What do you think?" β
Mu Yao sat still, "I know that you feel uncomfortable, if you feel bitter in your heart, you can tell me, my big handle is in your hands, naturally I will not betray you." β
Hearing this, Zhao Wuwu smiled, "I'm not afraid of the county lord betraying, but people can't be resurrected after death, what's the use of me being blindly depressed?" β
Mu Yao pursed her lips, "People outside are saying that this accident is actually man-made, and it is likely that you and Xiangye offended someone, so that's why you will attack Xiangye, who knows that it will affect Mrs. Xiangye." β
"You mean Infinite Palace?" Zhao Wuwu sneered twice, "These ghost beasts, it's really damn good." β
When she said this, she was extremely calm, but there was still a trace of pain in her eyes. The news is almost scattered, this time Zhao Song has to deal with his own son, otherwise how can he comfort his deceased wife's soul in the sky? How can we appease the wrath of the world?
Zhao Wuwu took a sip of water, his eyes were warm.
She wants to see what her father, who is the prime minister, should do this time. For Zao Wou-Ki, is it a longitudinal or a killing? If it is longitudinal, then Zhao Wuwu will have to do it himself, if it is killed, Zhao Wuwu will have nothing to say.
The father pretended to be in a position of power in his heart, and even killed his son, so there was no need for her daughter to survive.
Position of power trumps everything.
Mu Yao said, "I have already greeted the Qi You Palace, and presumably Xiao Rong will also make some moves." After all, I have already married into Shangshu Mansion, and he can't sit idly by and watch the affairs of Shangshu Mansion. β
Zhao Wuwu smiled, how could she forget Xiao Rong!
If it weren't for Xiao Rong's insistence on marrying Mu Yao into Shangshufu, her mother would not have fought to the death and exchanged her life for her maneuvering time. Three years of life, no matter how you think about it, I feel resentment in my heart.
With a long exhale, Zhao Wuwu said, "That's fine, you can't let him be idle after all." Because of my mother's affairs, even your three dynasties are your own return, find a time for me to accompany you back to Qiyu Palace. β
Mu Yao was stunned, "You-"
"You still have to have the number of courtesies you should have, otherwise your value in Xiao Rong's eyes will become less and less. A woman who can't even hold a man, Xiao Rong will be suspicious and will abolish your chess piece. Zhao Wuwu's eyes were slightly gloomy.
Mu Yao bowed, "After all, you are thoughtful." β
"Now you and I are in the same boat, if you are well, I will be in order." Zhao Wuwu pondered, "Xiao Rong is a person who is deeply suspicious, so he should not be underestimated and not careless. When you go back, try to tell the truth as much as possible, and don't hide any doubts about me. After you come back, you can tell me everything you told Xiao Rong, and I will take care of the rest. β
Mu Yao nodded, "I understand, you want me to gain Xiao Rong's trust?" β
"You are the unruly county lord, and you still have to have the rudeness you should have." Zhao Wuwu got up, "But you are a chess piece, if you only care about being brutal, you don't have any eyesight, and you will become an abandoned child over time." β
"Good!" Mu Yao took a deep breath, "I will do it, if it is, if it is inappropriate, you will bear more." β
"Don't worry!" Zhao Wuwu lowered his eyes, "This snack is not bad, but it's too tired, I don't like to eat too sweet." With that, she stepped out of the room.
Mu Yao stood there, she really couldn't understand Zhao Wuwu's thoughts. Madame's death was obviously a big blow to Zhao Wuwu, but she was able to pretend to be casual in front of and behind others, you can't guess what she is doing and what she wants to do.
That usual calm and calm is enough to confuse everyone. It is precisely because of this that people want to see more and more of her, want to know her inner thoughts, and want to get close to her. Mu Yao told herself, take your time and don't worry.
After all, a person like Zhao Wuwu is too deep in the city and too deep in his mind.
Zhao Wuwu's letter was sent to the East Factory, and Lu Guoan personally handed it to Mu Baili, "Master, Lord Zhao's letter." β
Mu Baili was checking the relevant matters of the Wasteland Country in the study, and when he heard this, he immediately took the letter, "I guess it's time to do it." β
"Mrs. Xiangye's incident hit Lord Zhao very hard, but fortunately, Lord Zhao recovered quickly and his mind was clear enough." Lu Guoan sighed lightly, "I have never seen Lord Zhao look so decadent. β
"She just gave herself a few days off, and now she's resurrected." Mu Baili looked at the letter, his eyebrows were slightly sunken, "The order is to go down, and the people who are scattered to deal with Wuji Palace will all be on standby, and report the news in time but are not allowed to do anything." β
Lu Guoan was stunned for a moment, "This incident, everyone in the capital suspects that it was the remnants of Wuji Palace, why did the master suddenly withdraw?" β
"Since he is the hand of Wuji Palace, isn't his Prime Minister more qualified to hunt down and kill Zhao Wuji than Dongchang?" Mu Baili let out a long breath, "Zhao Wuwu is here for real this time, and he wants to force her father to kill his son." β
"This trick is really poisonous." Lu Guoan whispered.
Mu Baili glanced at him, and Lu Guoan hurriedly smiled, "What does it mean to be lowly is that Lord Zhao's move is really high." With Old Man Zhao making a move, this Wuji Palace must have nothing to hide. β
"You still need to say it!" A certain wife sneered.
Lu Guoan said again, "Master, if the Prime Minister shows mercy to Zao Wou-ki's subordinates, wouldn't it-"
If her subordinates are merciful, then Zhao Wuwu no longer has to have any attachment to the Zhao family, she is betting on his father's choice. To choose a son or a daughter, the most important thing is to see whether Zhao Wuwu's value is big enough. Mu Baili frowned, "I hope this girl won't be too traumatized." β
Dare to gamble with her father, if Zhao Song is taught to notice, it is estimated that the relationship between this father and daughter will be turned upside down. Zhao Wuwu really played Dafa this time, and he hated it to the extreme.
Of course, Lu Guoan also knew that this matter should not be underestimated, so he hesitated at the moment, "But master, what about the original plan?" β
"Business as usual!" Mu Baili is categorical.
Hearing this, Lu Guoan knew Mu Baili's decision, so he had to nod and salute and retreat.
Looking at the border map on the case, Mu Baili only sighed, and now it can only be like this. Everything in this world has a chance to start over, but this life is unique.
I heard that Zamuto had left the capital, but Mu Baili believed that it was impossible for him to run away, and Zhao Wuwu was not so stupid that he would let him go. So what should have been found in this Zamuto, is it not a trace of a traitor?
If this traitor is not resolved, it will be a thorn in Mu Baili's heart after all.
In fact, instead of fleeing, he went to the village that had been forced to disappear. This news was revealed by Su Xi, who originally wanted to ask Wen Gu if he had an impression, but who knew that it had become an unbreakable knot in Wen Gu's heart.
The horse galloped, and Wen Su stood on top of the ruins.
The old abandoned mansion in the woods is still standing alone, as if it is waiting for something.
He stayed in the old mansion for a day and a night, and his mind was full of Murong's voice and smile. He didn't know what else he could do, except to sit quietly in the cloister, fantasizing about her smile and decadence to the extreme.
It wasn't until a heavy rain suddenly came back to his senses that he realized that he was still alive.
He thought that this was probably the place where Murong was buried.
Now, he just wants to follow her breath and walk the path she has walked.