Chapter Seventy-Nine: Life Experience

By the time Gu Yan and the others were about to leave, the wind and snow outside had already stopped.

A thin layer of snow accumulates on the branches, glistening in the moonlight.

"Aunt Mo, you are not in good health, so don't send it off."

Gu Yan got up and said to Aunt Mo.

"Your Highness, be careful on the road."

Aunt Mo smiled slightly, watching Gu Yan gently tie Qin Ran's cloak, the smile in her eyes deepened.

Gu Yan opened the door and rushed into the house with a chill, washing away the warmth that had been accumulated in the house.

Gu Yan and Qin Ran walked together, and Aunt Mo closed the door and sat quietly.

After Wen Feng sorted out his things, he retreated.

Aunt Mo is not in good health, and she has already rested at this hour on weekdays, but today is different, it seems to be waiting for someone.

The candle shadow in the house is deep, and the burning charcoal basin is about to burn out.

Aunt Mo didn't plan to add carbon, watching the charcoal fire slowly burn out, and only a little spark light remained in the basin.

Aunt Mo looked around indifferently, her expression was very calm.

It was as if the cold around her couldn't disturb her at all.

"Squeak."

The door was opened, and the person who came in was wrapped in cold air, and there was no one with him.

Aunt Mo stood up and saluted.

"Slave Mo Yu, I've seen Grandpa Guo."

The person who came was the head of the Anguo Mansion, An Guogong.

"Get up."

An Guogong came in and looked at the whole room first, it was very simple, except for the commonly used furniture, there was nothing else.

Even the charcoal burned in the charcoal basin is the worst quality.

An Guogong silently looked at Mo Yu, who was standing three steps away from him, and his face was a little complicated.

"I can't imagine that after so many years, you have become like this."

Mo Yu suppressed her cough and smiled palely.

"It's just a damned person who is hanging on his breath, and he is also thinking about his wife's entrustment, and he will just live."

An Guogong sat down quietly and didn't say a word.

"How did you know I was coming?"

"Grandpa Guo told Mo Yu back then, you will give me a chance, now my life is short, since Grandpa Guo is coming, it will be these two days."

"You're still the same as before, and you can see so clearly."

"Ye praised it."

Mo Yu poured a cup of tea for An Guogong, "There is no good tea in the burrow, so the master will drink it." ”

An Guogong glanced lightly at Mo Yu's hand holding the tea, and only a layer of skin remained in the shriveled area.

It no longer has the appearance of the skin that it used to be.

"Grandpa Guo came to visit late at night, did he come to see if the slave maid died?"

Mo Yu put down the teacup and said lightly.

"The reason why I'm here is still the same as back then, after so many years, it's time for you to tell me the truth back then."

Anguo is fair.

"Mo Yu, tell me, whose child Yan'er is."

Mo Yu's hand was stunned, and his already pale face suddenly became even whiter, a little whiter than white paper.

"Of course, His Royal Highness is Madame's child, Mo Yu didn't dare to deceive back then, and it is the same now."

"In that case, what are you doing with such a big reaction?"

An Guogong looked at her, "You tell me the truth!" ”

"No matter what, Yan'er is my child. There will be no change to his identity. ”

An Guogong grabbed Mo Yu's hand and said.

Mo Yu struggled to break free from An Guogong's hands, and she said coldly.

"Master, Your Highness is Madame's child. You don't have to ask. ”

"Okay, then tell me, what about your child?"

Mo Yu's face suddenly darkened, there seemed to be tears in her eyes, she bit her lower lip, and every word seemed to be a little bit of blood and tears.

"He's dead."

"Dead?"

An Guogong was really incredulous, "You're lying to me!" ”

"I asked the little maid and the nurse back then, and she said, Yan'er is your child, and Madame's child really died back then."

"You were favored by me back then, calculate the time, if you were born, you should be the same age as Yan'er."

Mo Yu's face turned pale, as if he had thought of something he didn't want to recall, and his whole person was shaky.

"What, you're not talking? Am I right? ”

"No, it's not."

She coughed bitterly, "Master, the slaves and maids who should be said have said it." Madame has been sincere to you all her life, and you should not doubt her. The fact that Your Highness is the child of you and your wife will never change. ”

An Guogong grabbed Mo Yu's shoulder tightly, didn't care that she was still coughing, and said hurriedly.

"Mo Yu!" He paused, "Okay, then you tell me if you were pregnant with my child in the first place!" “

Mo Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth, "No, that kid is not a master." ”

"Mo Yu is sorry for the master, he has secretly communicated with others, for more than 20 years, Mo Yu is staying alone in a corner, which is to atone for his sins."

"Not my child?"

An Guogong seemed a little incredulous, "You! Back then, you! ”

After Mo Yu was favored by himself, he became pregnant with a child, but he suppressed the matter, because having a nameless child was a disgraceful thing after all. He left Mo Yu with his wife, who was also pregnant, but in the end, only his wife gave birth to a child.

When he heard the news, he was secretly glad that it was his wife who gave birth to the child, and it was always bad if the concubine was born first.

However, many years later, he heard the news that the child born by his wife was Mo Yu's.

At that time, the wife had passed away, and Mo Yu had been guarding the courtyard, and she was unwilling to leave for a single step.

He went to ask Mo Yu but was denied, but her appearance made people inevitably think about it.

From then on, he was lukewarm to Gu Yan.

He has been secretly investigating for many years, and only recently got the news that Gu Yan is Mo Yu's child.

How could he not be annoyed that he had been tricked for so many years.

However, Mo Yu said that it was not her child, what was going on?

"That's right, that's what you think. Fortunately, the child who shouldn't have been born is still not born, and you can rest assured. ”

"There will be no stain on your life, and it will not be honorable to be entangled with a slave or maid after all."

"As for those little nurses, they can't be trusted. The Anguo Mansion is a big move, if someone has a heart to make an article about these old things, it is not known. ”

Mo Yu said softly.

An Guogong's face was blue and white, he looked at the indifferent face of the woman in front of him, and flicked his sleeves angrily.

"Good! In that case, I won't come to you again from now on, and you will be left to fend for yourself. ”

"Mo Yu, please visit the grandfather of another country."

Mo Yu bowed, with a relieved smile on his face.

An Guogong angrily blended into the night, and a touch of light outside faded away, until finally, it finally disappeared.

Mo Yu walked up to close the door, the cold wind blew in, and her thin body shivered coldly.

She clutched the placket of her chest hard, her heart hurting like a needle, and the pain was almost breathless.

She gasped deeply, moved to the table and sat down, buried her face in the palm of her hand, and trembled like crying...