Hui Ling cried and shook her head, "The slave doesn't know, the slave really doesn't know." It was chaotic and chaotic. There are dead people everywhere, people are being killed everywhere, and my wife's life hangs by a thread. At that time, the slave's mind was blank, and I still feel confused when I think about it. ”

Zhao Wuwu quickly turned back, "Then let me ask you, are the people of the Wu Clan here?" Where is Murong again? She hadn't seen her mother go out of the capital in these years, and the only thing she could get into contact with the Wu clan was when her mother was on her way to Beijing. Zhao Wuwu just wanted to know, where was Murong at that time?

"Witches? What Wicans? Hui Ling was obviously a little broken, probably remembering those cruel pictures back then. Under the pear blossom tree, blood was all over the ground, and that scene almost became a nightmare of youth, and no one dared to think about it now.

Otherwise, Yang Jinzhi would not gradually become what he is today.

"It's the man with the red string on his hand." Zhao Wuwu reminded her and began to follow the temptation, "Those people don't look like the Central Plains, they are from the northern Xinjiang, and they must have come to my Daye for a purpose." Maybe it's for refuge, or it's for someone to find or something. Among them was an extremely beautiful woman, her name was Murong. ”

"Murong!" Hui Ling trembled and shouted out these two people, "Murong! ”

"Where is Murong?" Zhao Wuwu asked softly.

"She's dead." Hui Ling only felt weak, "She's dead!" ”

"What?" Zhao Wuwu was stunned for a moment, and then asked again, "How did you die?" Who killed it? ”

Hui Ling suddenly collapsed to the ground, "I don't know, I don't know who killed her." I was already fainting at that time and I didn't know anything. All I know is that when I wake up, there's blood everywhere. The lady was also covered in blood, and she was still holding a bloody child in her arms. Madame said, the eldest prince is lost! ”

Zhao Wuwu listened to it messily, what was bloody? It's been about many years, and Hui Ling can't remember the details of the beginning, so it's a bit messy to describe a thing.

"And the child in my mother's arms, is it me?" Zhao Wuwu asked.

Hui Ling burst into tears, "Yes! ”

Zhao Wuwu was relieved, as if a stone in his heart had fallen to the ground, "I was born to my mother." ”

Hearing this, Hui Ling stared at Zhao Wuwu in shock, and then quickly moved her panicked eyes away, only caring about bowing her head and sobbing, "Childe, don't ask again, the slave doesn't want to recall those pictures, the slave still feels scared, even after many years, but that scene has been hovering in the slave's mind." Childe, this is a wound in Madame's heart, don't ask. ”

"I asked the last few words, what was the cause of Murong's death? What about corpses? Zhao Wuwu said, "Where were you at that time?" ”

Hui Ling only shook her head, "The slave doesn't know, the slave doesn't know anything, don't ask again!" Son! She couldn't stop crying, and her shaky posture seemed to pass at any moment.

Zhao Wuwu got up and coughed lightly, with a fishy sweet taste in his throat. She let out a long breath, her face slightly gloomy. Xindao, it seems that this Murong did appear in Daye, when his mother was hunted down, and this Murong must also be in danger. As Wen said, at that time, there was a war, so for a person like Murong who was well versed in Gu poison refining, he would definitely be chased after him.

Could it be that someone wanted to arrest Murong, and then met his own mother who ran away, so many forces were triggered, and chaos became one.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuwu frowned.

If so, where is Daddy? Will Dad let his pregnant wife go? It stands to reason that it shouldn't, so what will Dad do? In Hui Ling's intermittent memories, there seems to be no trace of his father.

When Dad arrived, it was already over?

Anyway, at least the mother and her survived, and the final reality was that Murong was really dead. But where are the bones? Under the pear blossom tree, blood flows?

When Zhao Wuwu came out, his face was not too thick.

Yun Zheng subconsciously glanced into the house, and then looked at Zhao Wuwu in front of him worriedly, "Childe, what's wrong?" ”

"Nothing, at least I'm sure of two things." Zhao Wuwu was a little relieved, "It can be regarded as an explanation." ”

"Aunt Huiling said everything?" Yun Zheng was stunned.

Zhao Wuwu shook his head, "She is old, and she can't say many things clearly, so I can only stop here first, let her calm down for a while, so as not to teach my mother to know." ”

The head of the cloud zither is bowed.

"By the way, what about him?" Zhao Wuwu asked.

Yun Zheng narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice, "Don't worry, Childe." ”

Zhao Wuwu's eyes were slightly gloomy, "That's the best!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Wuwu glanced at the direction of the meditation room, and frowned thoughtfully. Taking a deep breath, she waited well, but the cloud kite beside her seemed to be a little cramped and uneasy.

Xi Mo frowned, "Yunzheng, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yun Zheng looked up at Zhao Wuwu, his face was slightly pale, and he suddenly knelt down for Zhao Wuwu, "Childe!" ”

"Is there something uncomfortable? In the front hall, you can go to him. Zhao Wuwu asked lightly, and then smiled, "I don't need anyone to serve here, I'll go talk to the abbot, and you can go shopping by yourself!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Wuwu walked straight away.

Xi Mo was puzzled, "Yunzheng, are you okay?" ”

Yun Zheng shook his head, his eyes slightly reddened, "I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable." ”

"If you don't feel well, go and rest, I'll go to the back mountain to take a look, I heard that the scenery of Yun'an Temple is good, it's rare for the son to give us a holiday." Xi Mo smiled.

Seeing Xi Mo leave, Yun Zheng lowered his head and said in a low voice, "The slave didn't mean it, the slave didn't hold back." Looking at the direction of Zhao Wuwu's departure, Yun Zheng's expression dimmed, "Slave maid is still slave maid." ”

Zhao Wuwu gradually walked away, and by the time Huiling came out, there was no one outside. She wiped her tears and sat in the corridor for a while, and she didn't dare to go back now, lest she be seen by Yang Jinzhi.

At this moment, someone had quietly entered Yang Jinzhi's meditation room.

The feet are light and the feet are light.

He stood in front of Yang Jinzhi's soft couch and quietly looked at the woman who was sleeping very unsteadily.

Yang Jinzhi's face was pale, and there were dry tear stains in the corners of his eyes, probably crying in a dream. He watched quietly like this, watched for a long, long time, and didn't know what to do, and he was a little reluctant!

He asked in a low voice, "In the past, did you ever be like me now, and you were reluctant to give up?" Have you ever had one? ”

But whether there has been or not, it is already a dusty past.

Some people have some things that should only live in their memories, and they should not come out of the past, stand in front of people in blood, tear open the wound that has not healed, and slowly sprinkle salt flowers.

At this moment, Zhao Wuwu just walked outside the abbot's room, and saw Mu Baili walking out of it, and was immediately stunned on the spot, "Why are you here?" ”

Mu Baili replied without being salty, "Only Lord Zhao is allowed to come here to cultivate his self-cultivation, and he is not allowed to come here to worship the Buddha?" ”

"This Yun'an Temple is—"

Before she could finish speaking, Mu Baili immediately took over the conversation, "Of course this seat knows that this Yun'an Temple belongs to the Prime Minister." It's just that the Prime Minister's Mansion is still there, why can't you come to this Yun'an Temple? ”

"This is where my mother cultivates, and I hope that Master Chitose will leave quickly, so as not to disturb the peace of my mother." Zhao Wuwu directly ordered the eviction of customers.

In fact, Zhao Wuwu was surprised, and he didn't hear anyone say that Mu Baili had left Dongchang along the way, who knew that this guy would appear here in the blink of an eye, and it was inevitable that she would be caught off guard.

Mu Baili is a plague, no matter where he goes, something will always happen. Zhao Wuwu thought that it was better to stay away, especially in his mother's place.

The abbot didn't come out, Mu Baili was standing at the door, and Zhao Wuwu naturally didn't go in. After thinking about it, he turned around and left.

Mu Baili followed behind, his feet were fast, and he naturally caught up with her in three or two steps.

"Why is Lord Zhao so repulsive? Just because of that sentence? Mu Baili said.

Zhao Wuwu paused, and the two stood in the empty corridor, looking at each other. She took a deep breath, "I lied to you about those words, you don't take it seriously." ”

"What if this seat is serious?" Mu Baili asked.

Knowing that she was out of the city, he rode out without thinking about it, after all, the last time was in Yun'an Temple, she was trapped in the black formation and couldn't get out, so this time he subconsciously felt that there would be danger.

Maybe it's an instinctive human reaction, or maybe it's an unwarranted worry!

Zhao Wuwu smiled bitterly, "I don't have the heart to talk to you here now, Mu Baili, don't forget that you have received the holy decree, which means that you are already a married man." She turned her back and didn't want to look at him more, "I don't want to be criticized by the world one day, saying that I would covet such an emasculated body as nine thousand years old." ”

She tried her best to make it as ugly as possible, and she said it to herself. If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't let go, she probably wouldn't have to leave the capital to hide here. said that he was here to investigate, but in fact, to a large extent, he also wanted to calm down.

"And what's going on with your black green right now?" His tone is magnetic.

She stroked her cheek in a little panic, and immediately coughed lightly, "What's the matter with you?" ”

As soon as her wrist tightened, Mu Baili directly dragged her to him, pinched her delicate jaw with one hand, "Speak well, don't be weird." ”

She wanted to push him away, but she didn't rest well last night, and instead of pushing him, she paralyzed herself in his arms.

Mu Baili was helpless, "Just said you a sentence, is it so coquettish?" After that, he directly picked her up and sat aside, and circled her to sit on his lap, "Taking so many people up the mountain, thinking about Lord Zhao's purpose is not pure." Since everyone has a purpose, there is no need to divide you and me. ”

Zhao Wuwu glanced at him fiercely, "What do you mean by being coquettish." She only felt that her throat was fishy, and her face was terribly pale, "Mu Baili, this is Yun'an Temple, you'd better restrain yourself." If you teach my dad to know - don't drag me if you want to die, I don't have the heart to toss with you. ”

She seemed to be really anxious, and her eyes kept falling in that direction.

It was her mother's meditation room!

Mu Baili smiled coldly, "Are you worried about the prime minister's wife, worried about your mother?" ”

Eyebrows raised suddenly, Zhao Wuwu quickly struggled to the ground from his lap, she stared at him fiercely, "Mu Baili, you'd better not play tricks." Whoever dares to touch my mother will die! ”

With that, she suddenly ran back. With Mu Baili's involvement, this matter could not go as originally planned.

Anyone can have an accident, and anyone can be sacrificed, but my mother cannot.

Mother, there is only one.

Because she was running too quickly, Zhao Wuwu only felt that the taste of blood was slowly in her mouth, and she tried her best to endure it, panting and running to Yang Jinzhi's room. That plain white face is becoming more and more blue and white at the moment, and it is difficult to see the extreme.

Yun Zheng really didn't expect that Zhao Wuwu would come over so early, and he was immediately stunned, "Childe? ”

Yun Zheng shouted, and there was immediate movement in the house.

"Mother!" Zhao Wuwu drank vigorously, Su Xi fell from the sky, and kicked in the door directly.