"What the sisters are talking about, they have so much fun! Don't wait for me to come! A gentle, melodious voice came from outside the door. Turning around following the voice, a woman wearing a purple gold cloud and satin dress, wearing a jade and gold inlaid hosta, her eyes are like a bright stream, delicate and refined, slim and elegant, and her eyebrows are standing outside the door, looking noble but pure.

"Sister Mu, you're here, we seem to be waiting!" Ling Miaozhu stepped forward and grabbed the woman's hand.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm late!" I've kept you waiting!"

"It's not too late, it's not too late, who called our sister Mu Lingmu the daughter of Prime Minister Chaomu, the niece of the queen's mother, and the cousin of King Ding'an! It's okay for us to wait. Xia Yuanshan's tone was a little cold and dissatisfied.

I was suddenly startled, and looked at the "Sister Mu" they called in front of me in a daze.

Sister Mu, Mu Ling, the daughter of Prime Minister Mu, and the niece of the queen.

Then she should be Mu Dexuan's daughter, Mu Yingrong's niece, and a member of the Mu family.

The people of the Mu clan are all my enemies.

My eyes gradually turned to hatred, the people of the Mu family, who can have today's glory, wealth and power, are all stepping on the corpses of more than 200 people from the Chu family and the Su family.

I was silent, as long as I thought of the scene five years ago, I couldn't wait to push the people of the Mu family into the abyss and pay for the blood debt.

The loving face of a father and the gentle smile of a mother. Because of the Mu family, I will never see each other again. You can only squander the memories that are not much, the vague ones.

Tears slipped down silently.

Yulan hurriedly helped me and comforted me in a soft and sad voice, "Miss, don't cry, don't take their words to heart, Yulan is here!" Yulan don't want Miss to be sad. ”

Yulan thought I was upset because of their words.

I shook my head, but I didn't know how to speak, I didn't know what to say.

They were visibly stunned by my sudden move, and they all stared at me in surprise. Hate starts from the heart. Tears are shed for my parents and the two families of Chu Su.

Mu Ling actually walked up to me and handed me a jade silk handkerchief, "What's wrong with the girl, is she homesick?" In fact, we are all the same, and when we enter this palace gate, we can't help it. Her words were soft.

I didn't mean to take the handkerchief, but turned my head slightly to one side and the other, not wanting anything from her, nor needing her pity.

"The girl's heart Mu Ling doesn't know, but Mu Ling is not much better than the girl. Sometimes, you can't help yourself. I can't do what I want to do, and I can't see the people I see, the most ruthless emperor's family, this sentence is really good. When I said this, I felt the helplessness and sadness in Mu Ling's tone.

Will she be sad when she turns her head to stare at my enemy?

Her father was the prime minister of the dynasty, her aunt was the queen of the dynasty, and her uncle was the general of the dynasty. The status and power of the family are above others, and she enjoys endless wealth and glory, and no one dares to disobey her, so why is she sad.

However, no matter how sad I am, can I compare to my grief of losing my parents, my love, and my home? I didn't want to look at her more, so I just saluted, "Thank you Miss Mu for your concern, Song Liu is fine, I just remembered my father." After that, there was silence in the room.