"Rong'er said this well." Jing Yu knew that the news of Mu Zhaolin's death would definitely reach Mu Yurong's ears, so he even put down the political affairs at hand and came to appease her, and when he heard what she said as soon as he entered the door, he couldn't help but praise her. For a while, I only felt that Mu Yurong was good in everything, which was perfect.

Jing Xi heard his father's voice, "whoosh" and slipped off Mu Yurong's body, straightened his clothes, behaved properly, and saluted Jing Yu respectfully, "Father Wanfu Jin'an." ”

Mu Yurong was about to get up and salute, but Jing Yu pressed her shoulder, "What kind of false etiquette are you doing here." The other hand touched Jingxi's head, "Outside are monarchs and ministers, and inside are fathers and sons, and the restraining of etiquette destroys the relationship between father and son." ”

Jing Xi grinned, grabbed Jing Yu's hand, and looked old, "My father has just recovered from his illness, so I should pay more attention to rest, and I must not work too hard because of state affairs, otherwise the queen mother will be distressed again." ”

To Jingyu say that his two sons are really different. The big one is extremely sensible, like a little adult, although he is only six years old, but he is like a sixteen-year-old, always saying some warm words and doing something warm. The younger one is also four years old, but ah, it's still like a child who doesn't grow up, and he doesn't worry about anything, and he has no heart or lungs. It can be said that the personalities of the two children are simply very different.

However, it may be that Jingxi is his first child, or it may be that this child is thoughtful and too sensible, so he still cherishes his eldest son more than his second son.

Jing Yu touched his face, "Okay, my father knows, my father won't make your mother feel distressed." He said, "Go and play with my brother, and my father and your mother will talk." ”

"Okay, I know you're going to whisper, so I won't bother you." After all, he is still a child, and his cunning eyes cast on the childlike agility.

After Jing Xi left, Jing Yu sat next to Mu Yurong, "You know everything." ”

"You know, Your Majesty, you won't punish Fu'er." Mu Yurong said nervously. It stands to reason that Muscheff did this unreasonably.

Jing Yu smiled and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, your father's medicine was prepared by himself, and it is no different from others." At the mention of her father, Jing Yu's eyebrows filled with a few wisps of melancholy, "Actually, this is the best ending for him, it's not that I don't understand your feelings, but his guilt is too great-"

Without waiting for Jingyu to finish speaking, Mu Yurong said: "The concubine knows that my father has committed such a big crime, if the emperor doesn't deal with him, how can he shock the courtiers, and how can he convince the world." She slowly leaned on Jingyu's shoulder, "You should know that I am not a person who does not distinguish between right and wrong, and I understand all of this." His guilt is so great that even I, as a daughter, feel that he is indeed guilty for a reason. Although Fu'er gave him poison, I believe that he took it himself, and that he was bent on death. You're right, in fact, such an ending is already the best arrangement that God has given him for him. ”

"I'm afraid you'll be upset." Jing Yu stroked her hair with one hand, she didn't comb her bun, she just rolled it up casually on the side, pinned a small white chrysanthemum, like cloud ink hair like a black silk, and there was a faint warmth on her hand.

Mu Yurong's voice was very light, like the clear light of the moonlight sprinkled on the earth, "He is my father, I will naturally be sad, but I have no complaints, whether it is for you or Fu'er, there is none." On the contrary, I feel guilty in my heart, guilty that my father hurt you and hurt Fu'er. However, no matter what, he is my father after all, and although I hate him, I do not hate him. ”

Jing Yu's lips fell on her forehead, "Fool, how can you take your father's guilt on yourself?" He is him, you are you. I can tell it, and Princess Chen can also tell it. ”

With a little emotion, Jing Yu said: "I just didn't expect that Princess Chen was the daughter of General Zhenguo, and the Marquis of Xiangyang, neither of them died." What is this called, it should be endless. ”

"I didn't expect Fu'er to be my sister." Mu Yurong's smile was gentle and gentle, and then her eyes gradually dimmed, "My father ruined Fu'er's family because of a distorted love, Fu'er must hate him, and she will definitely not recognize me as a sister anymore." ”

Jing Rong disagreed, and gently soothed, "Not really, why did you say that she wanted to give your father a good time, I think part of it is that she still can't bear your father, and the other part should be for you." She knew that you, as a queen, couldn't intercede, and knew that you couldn't do that in order to avoid suspicion, so she did what you wanted to do but couldn't do for you. ”

Mu Yurong gently closed her eyes, and a warm light climbed up her face, "Yes, she is also for me." Slowly opened his eyes, like peach blossoms blooming in his eyes, covered with dew, stared at Jing Yu deeply, and said: "Ayu, thank you, thank you for your tolerance, thank you for your love, thank you for standing by my side no matter when and where, no matter what kind of situation, still stand by my side and be my support." ”

Jingyu loved and pity, "Rong'er, you always take my promise as my emotional words, but you don't really believe it from the bottom of your heart. It doesn't matter, we have a lifetime and I will spend my whole life proving how much I love you. ”

Mu Zhaolin is a sinner, but he has always been the queen's father, and the criminal department did not throw him into a mass grave, but notified his family to collect his body for burial. On the day of the burial, Mushev entered the palace. After taking care of everything, she was about to leave the imperial city, although the emperor allowed them to stay in the capital, but after a few years of free life, she didn't like the feeling of the imperial city being constrained everywhere.

This time she made a special trip to see Mu Yurong, and Mu Xuefu hadn't seen her since the day she interrogated Mu Zhaolin in the Jinluan Palace. She felt that she still had to come to see her once before leaving, and that she had something to say.

The road leading to Weiyang Palace, clean and without a single fallen leaf, led her to the queen's palace The two palace ladies were respectful to her, with pleasing eyebrows and very well-behaved.

Now this harem is not the same as before, Jing Yu cleaned up the previous dynasty, and by the way, he also cleaned the harem. People like the Queen Mother, as well as those who stepped on a foot during the queen's suffering, were all executed.

Jing Yu did this, on the one hand, to clean up the remnants of the harem, and on the other hand, to establish his authority for Mu Yurong.

Usually Mu Yurong is too kind-hearted and never treats any palace people harshly, which makes some people despise her. And Jing Yu's actions also made no one in the entire harem dare to underestimate the queen.

Although he already knew that Princess Chen was not the queen's sister, who dared to be half a little lazy, naturally respectful.

The inner courtyard of the palace is carved with beams and columns, walking in the corridor, and the scenery is everywhere you look. In the past, she never thought about the goal when she walked, but ignored the scenery she walked by. When I saw it today, I realized its magnificent scenery.

At the intersection of the corridor, a team of palace maids holding flowers and flower pots crossed from the front, and when they saw Mu Xuefu, they hurriedly put down the flower pots in their hands and saluted Mu Xue.

Mu Xuefu shouted, walked by them leisurely, but was stopped by someone shouting, "Princess Chen, stay." ”

A soft voice made Mu Xuefu turn her head suddenly, she hadn't heard such a voice for a long, long time, it was too similar to her mother.

Seeing the face of the person who stopped her, Mu Xuefu's heart was stunned, and she was six points similar to her mother. It's just that this woman is very young, and she looks a year or two older than her.

"Cheap things, don't you want to live? Princess Chen is also your name? The old lady with her stepped forward and pinched the palace lady, cursing in her mouth.

Mu Xuefu raised her hand, motioned for her to stop, looked at the woman who was imagining with her mother, and said, "Who are you?" Why stop me? ”

The woman was so pinched that she almost shed tears, but she didn't dare, she only pouted in her eyes. She looked at Mu Xuefu with a solemn gaze, and knelt on the ground respectfully, "If Princess Huichen is concerned, the slave maid was once the concubine of the criminal minister Mu Zhaolin, and the slave maid just wanted to ask the Xiangye if he was okay?" ”

Mu Xuefu suddenly realized who was the person in front of him? The woman she used to peep from the roof. That is, Mu Zhaolin later accepted the lady Jiao, and I heard that she was the most favored. At that time, she only saw her back, but not her face, because her face was so similar to her mother, and even her voice was so similar.

It seems that she doesn't know the news that Mu Zhaolin is dead, so she will ask herself about Mu Zhaolin's news.

Mu Xuefu waved away from others, leaving her to talk to herself, "You are in love, and you are still thinking about him at this time." ”

Looking her up and down, Mu Xuefu's eyes turned slightly, "You are like this now, indirectly because of him, don't you resent him?" ”

Mrs. Jiao smiled softly, as if her lips were holding a warm spring light, "Xiangye is kind to me, saved me in the land of fireworks, and dotes on me, how can I resent him?" Although he made a big mistake, there is no better person than him for me. ”

The way she laughed was the same as her mother's smile, they were all quiet and beautiful, and Mu Xuefu couldn't help but be a little stupid. also understands why Mu Zhaolin took her away from the land of fireworks, just because she looks like her mother.

Mrs. Jiao, in Mu Zhaolin's heart, she should be her mother's stand-in.

As if she had guessed Mu Xuefu's thoughts, she smiled lightly and said, "Does the princess want to say that I am just a substitute for the princess's mother?" She was very calm, "I am, from the time Xiangye brought me back to Xiangfu, he told me that the reason why he ransomed me was because I was like the woman he loved." So I understood my value from beginning to end, but I always thought that Xiangye's beloved woman was the original wife, and it wasn't until the end that I didn't know that Xiangye's beloved woman was actually the wife of General Zhenguo. ”

"Are you willing to be a stand-in?" Her indifference made Mu Xuefu appreciate it very much.

"What's not to be reconciled to? It's much better than a pair of jade arms and a thousand pillows. Madame Jiao smiled a little bitterly, and her eyebrows moved slightly, as if there were fragments of bad memories passing through her mind.

With her temperament, she clenched her palms, "The princess can tell the slave and maid how he is now?" ”

Mu Xuefu said bluntly: "I have been buried today. ”

There were tears flashing in her eyes, but Mrs. Jiao smiled from beginning to end, "Is it painful to die?" I heard that the emperor punished him for Ling Chi. ”

Mu Xuefu said: "It's not painful, it's a blink of an eye, and I don't suffer much." ”

Mrs. Jiao smiled brightly, "That's good, that's good, you don't have to be tortured by a thousand cuts, it's already the best ending." ”

She turned around, not knowing where to go, and only muttered like a dream, "That's good······ That's good······"