But then she left this person behind, if she could, but she didn't want to be next to any of the royal people.

The little guy guarding the door saw Mu Mingshu and hurriedly entered the house to say goodbye, and after a while, he came out again to welcome Mu Mingshu in.

The whole study room is very large, three rooms are opened, and there are many bookshelves in rows, and the books on each shelf are full.

Mu Li sat at the large desk, writing urgently, he was in his thirties, slender and thin, with a handsome face, wearing a dark blue straight embellished, not to say that he was General Mu, but only to think that he was a scholar.

Mu Mingshu entered the study alone, stepped forward to salute Mu Li, and called in a low voice: "Uncle." ”

As soon as he said that, his eyes turned red, and Mu Mingshu had never even seen the last of these people in his previous life.

Her uncle, when he was young, lingered on the sickbed for many years, and his body was weak, until her mother recruited her into the house and gave birth to her, which began to slowly improve, but over the years, the Mu family has withered, and Mu Li has only had two daughters from beginning to end. The uncle and brother of the side branch had already hit him with the idea, wanting him to choose a child in the clan to inherit to his name, but he never let go.

Mu Li put down his pen and saw that the tip of Mu Mingshu's nose was red, and his apricot eyes were faintly foggy, so he sighed helplessly, but walked out of the desk funny: "You kid, why don't you take out the momentum of retreating, you will know that you are crying." ”

Mu Mingshu laughed: "Naturally, you have to be strong outside, and in front of your own family, you still pretend to be those Laoshzi." ”

Mu Li looked at Mu Mingshu a little strangely, and saw that there were tears in her eyes, but she was not sad, but she was very relaxed, obviously not caring about the divorce.

"You really don't care?"

I can't help but feel that Mu Li is not strange, in the past, Mu Mingshu liked Zhao Yiyi to the point of going crazy, it was to the point that he would not marry if he was not a gentleman, and this time he said that he would withdraw from the marriage, and he did not hesitate at all, but he also saw that he was not sad at all, and everyone felt strange.

"I don't care." Mu Mingshu bit his lip, and his eyebrows, who were somewhat acquainted with General Anguo, frowned slightly: "Mingshu can't tolerate betrayal and deception. ”

Mu Li only said what happened at the gate of King Chen's mansion today, in fact, only Mu Mingshu knew that she was talking about the weight of the past life and the present life.

Hearing this, Mu Li didn't say anything anymore, but looked at Mu Mingshu's eyes a little sad, at this moment Mu Mingshu seemed to be enough for the sister who had been dead for many years, and she had also said this when that incident happened.

"Well, you and your sister are both people who can't rub sand in their eyes, you just need to know it." He waved his hand and did not dwell on this issue: "If the queen announces that you will enter the palace tomorrow, you should speak tactfully, and you should say what you should say, and don't say what you should not say, the Holy One ......" Mu Li frowned, and said with some uncertainty: "I don't know if the Holy One will ask about this matter." ”

Over the years, the saint's temper has become more and more eccentric, and he simply doesn't play cards according to the routine, often making the ministers helpless.

Mu Mingshu lowered her head and responded obediently, and didn't say much, she had also heard a little about her mother and Shengshang when she was young, but she didn't know it very well from beginning to end.

Mu Li is a big man in the end, and he has nothing to say to a little girl like Mu Mingshu, so after explaining the business, he explained a few more words, and then let her go back.

When Mu Mingshu left, there were two more black-clothed people in Mu Li's study, standing respectfully at the bottom.