Mu Miao stood behind Mu Shaoxing, looking at the breezy and moon-like person, led by the handsome emperor, walking towards the sedan chair step by step, towards a world that he couldn't touch, his heart was suddenly sour, and he was a little overwhelmed.

Mu Miao's mind slowly appeared with the smile of his childhood brother......

At that time, Mu Miao had just come to the Mu family, and he was not familiar with the place, and the first person to accept him was the extremely delicate and beautiful little doll.

"Brother, don't be afraid, my mother is the best."

"Brother, this pastry is for you to eat?"

"Brother, can I not practice, my hands hurt......"

……

What did he think at that time?

Thinking that everything Mu Yan did was just showing off and giving alms, she didn't understand his pain at all, because she was born a noble concubine of the Mu family, and he was just an adopted son.

He thought that what she did was like treating a dog, a beast.

At that time, he was extremely repulsive to Mu Yan, but he sympathized with the Youyi people who were under the fence like him.

And then what......

Later, so much happened that he had to forget about it.

Mu Miao smiled bitterly and looked down at his hand, which had been full of longbows shot at his younger brother......

Why on earth could he do such a thing?

Why......

Because when he was a child, no matter what he did, his younger brother would not be angry, no matter how he scolded his younger brother, was he by his side?

Because I have been tolerated, pampered, and accommodated, I never know that people who tolerated others, those who pampered others, and those who moved others would also be hurt and sad......

He knew he owed her a sorry word.

It's just that she is now, do you still need it?

……

General Shao Yong's Mansion.

The servants stood with their heads bowed to the side, their eyes and noses, their noses and their hearts, and they did not move.

On the main seat, Yuan Xi lazily sipped tea, ignoring Mu Shaoxing, who had a gloomy face, as if he was just air.

The people were muttering in their hearts, didn't it mean that Mrs. Yuan was obsessed with Mu Houye back then, and she was very jealous? Why did Master Hou ask to come to the door, but Mrs. Yuan didn't care?

The embarrassing atmosphere made Mu Shaoxing a little suffocated, until a woman in a simple robe stepped into the flower hall, and his anger finally found an outlet.

"What time has it been? Why did you come back? ”

Mu Yan looked at Mu Shaoxing and Mu Miao, and said with a slight smile: "Lord Mu, Lord Mu, the emperor Liuben General had dinner, and the two of you have been waiting for a long time." ”

There was no trace of anger in the words that were questioned, it was extraordinarily gentle, but there was no trace of intimacy in the face of blood relatives.

Mu Yan's tone made Mu Shaoxing's heart sink slowly.

He said word by word: "Mu Yan, no matter what your identity is now, but I am your father!" ”

Mu Yan turned around and sat down, took the teacup handed by the maidservant, and took a sip: "Three years ago, your daughter was shot to death on the battlefield by you. ”

"You...... Are you blaming me? Mu Shaoxing put down the teacup abruptly and said sharply, "You are also an official of the imperial court now, you should understand that in that situation, it is impossible for me to leave the army to save you." ”

"So, she didn't hate you before she died, she just couldn't settle down."

"You...... You are just talking nonsense, give you three days to pack up your things and go back to Mu's house with your mother! ”

Looking at Mu Shaoxing's always strong posture, and he didn't even ask Yuan Xi from beginning to end, Mu Yan's eyes quietly cooled.