(Literature) After reading the book, the address of [Finish the God Station]: Avoid the pain of chasing books!

Funeral?

Old Madam Mu pursed her lips, her face sank.

Now Mu Zhenhai can't go back to the ancestral grave of the Mu family, what can these two children do?

Mu Ke walked a few steps, and when he saw that Mrs. Mu still didn't move, he stopped, turned around, and glanced at Mrs. Mu lightly, without any emotion in his eyes.

"Grandmother, you have no choice but to settle with us first."

Mu Ke left such a sentence, turned around, and walked step by step away from Mu Zhenhai's body with Mu Zhenhai's body on his back.

Mrs. Mu laughed dryly.

There really is no choice.

Mu Qingxin was innocent, and said with a smile: "Grandmother, although Daddy has done something wrong, he should not be punished like this, we will definitely find a way to let Daddy have a place in the Mu family, besides, the Mu family can't fall into the hands of others, right?" ”

In someone else's hands?

Old Madam Mu frowned slightly, "What does this mean?" ”

"Grandmother, don't you know? Mu Huachen ...... It shouldn't be surnamed Mu. ”

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In the evening, Mu Huachen had just woken up, so he called Jiaoye and wanted her to prepare a basin of bath water, but Jiaoye was not there.

So I let Leng Silence prepare, and put some herbs on it, which has the effect of driving away fatigue.

Mu Huachen locked the door of the room, took off his clothes, and wanted to take a good bath.

Walking in front of the bronze mirror, the white feet stopped, stood in front of the bronze mirror, turned sideways, and glanced at the birthmark on the shoulder.

It looked like a domineering and mighty white tiger.

It's lifelike, like it's painted.

Mu Huachen reached it, and traced the birthmark on his shoulder with his hand, as if he wanted to remember something through this birthmark.

Last time, Emperor Zhi remembered some memories because he saw this white tiger.

Why...... She can't?

My mind is empty, and the more I want to recall, the more I can't recall any of the past.

With that, she continued to lift her feet into the barrel, her body wrapped in warm water, herbs slowly seeping into her skin, and the tiredness gradually disappeared.

She was lucky and aura, and she sank into the dantian, and used her spiritual sense to investigate her own human spirit and the red blood spirit qi wrapped in the human spirit.

Everything is stable.

Every time she was promoted, she stepped up one step after another, thinking that her muscles and bones would be unstable, but she didn't expect that everything was fine.

She retracted her aura, closed her eyes, cleared her mind, and enjoyed a moment of peace.

in the compound.

Di Yuanlai slept all afternoon, and then woke up, and when he woke up, he was the lively and lovely little princess, as if he had not been poisoned.

Luo Xin'er also woke up, and the two of them held hands in the yard like good girlfriends, discussing all kinds of strange things.

Di Shunxi sat calmly on the side, observing the dynamics of the two people.

Luo Xin'er also glanced at Di Shunxi from time to time, and when Di Shunxi looked over, she instantly blushed again and lowered her head to stagger her gaze.

This scene was seen by the smart and clever Emperor Yuan.

The big dark eyes rolled slightly, pursing his lips and snickering.

At this time, I only heard a "click" in the kitchen, and something was broken.

The three little ghosts in the yard ran towards the kitchen in unison, and the kitchen smelled of vinegar.

They covered their noses and took a closer look, only to see that She Fugui was squatting on the ground, picking up the fragments of the porcelain vase on the ground, and muttering to himself with some heartache: "Such a good little porcelain vase has also been broken by me, and it is really becoming more and more useless!" ”

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