Dongfang Muyu woke up from the bed, didn't wash, and ran directly to Dongfang Boran's study. On weekdays, at this time, Dongfang Boran will read there to read. Dongfang Muyu strode into the study, Dongfang Boran smiled slightly, put down the book, and asked her why she didn't wait for breakfast first but came here.

"Father!?"

Dongfang Muyu shouted, and there was even a hint of scolding in his voice, staring at Dongfang Boran's eyes.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"Dongfang Muxue!"

Dongfang Muyu saw that his father, Dongfang Boran, seemed to have no idea what happened last night. Just shouted the name "Dongfang Muxue", she had never been so out of shape, she knew that everything that happened last night was true, and even she could remember the inexplicable connection with Dongfang Muxue, and now that she woke up, this connection was cut off, but Dongfang Muyu could remember it clearly, this connection seemed to be innate.

Dongfang Muyu's eyes were faintly red. Dongfang Boran shook his head slightly, his face was indifferent, indicating that he didn't know what Dongfang Muyu was talking about. Dongfang Muyu quickly said what happened last night, Dongfang Boran laughed, walked closer, touched her head, and said: "Silly girl, your mother was pregnant for ten months, and she gave birth to you, and we know best about your father and your mother as a daughter like you." You weren't too happy last night, dreaming. ”

Just a dream? Dongfang Muyu would not believe that the feeling in her heart last night was real, she would never think that she was dreaming, so she shouted and made a fuss. Dongfang Boran was finally angry and kicked her out.

Dongfang Muyu went to find her mother Yi Xiaozhi, but Yi Xiaozhi avoided her. Dongfang Muyu was angry and sad to look for the other elders in the family, and they all said that there was no such person as Dongfang Muxue. After tossing and turning for a few days, I didn't find any answers. Dongfang Muyu returned to the room, lay down on the bed, rolled a few times, gritted his teeth, and went out to go to the back mountain.

"Miss, the patriarch said, you are in poor health, and you can't leave this courtyard until your body is well cultivated."

The housekeeper Ah Zhong stood in front of Dongfang Muyu resignedly, and Dongfang Muyu shouted: "Hold on to it? Am I fine? Why don't you let me out of the yard! ”

"In the past few days, you have been in a trance, always chanting the name 'Dongfang Muxue', you want to recuperate, I have the emperor's consent, I have invited the imperial doctor in the palace to treat you, before the illness, you stay here!"

Dongfang Boran's voice was clearly audible, he stepped forward, and there was a trace of martial arts breath on his body, the housekeeper Ah Zhong was straight, he was already at the peak of his fate, only half a step away from returning to the void, in the Dongfang family and even in the Shenyu Dynasty, but under this breath, he had a feeling in his heart that he was as small as gravel, Ah Zhong looked at Dongfang Boran, his heart was full of admiration and surprise. Dongfang Boran, who has been in the void for many years, is now an enlightened saint and has entered the realm of seeking sainthood in his own body. Dongfang Muyu didn't seem to feel anything at the moment, looking at Dongfang Boran.

Dongfang Bo Ran's Xuan Gong entered the body, restrained his breath, stood in the corridor, stood with his hands in his hands, and did not allow Dongfang Muyu to refute it, after that, he shook his feet, and with a wave of his hands, the courtyard was surrounded by a layer of gorgeous light curtains, and disappeared again in a flash, and Dongfang Boran turned around and left.

"I'm not sick! Why are you lying to me! ”

"I want to see my mother!!"

Dongfang Muyu's petite body trembled, ran to Dongfang Boran, shouted loudly, tears fell, she was bounced back by the flashing light curtain, no matter how she pushed, she couldn't push the light curtain through. The housekeeper Ah Zhong glanced at Dongfang Muyu outside the light curtain, his expression darkened, he lowered his head and sighed, and left.

"Father, is that person I often dreamed of when I was a kid my sister? Didn't you let me practice Xuangong just for this day? ”

The imperial doctor really came, Dongfang Muyu refused to see a doctor, Dongfang Boran was a little more away from the air, restricting her movements, Dongfang Muyu looked at her mother on the side with sad eyes, Yi Xiaozhi sighed slightly, pulled Dongfang Boran's sleeve, and went out.

The doctor diagnosed her for a while, and said that she was indeed in a trance, and she left after prescribing medicine to nourish her spirits. The emperor and the crown prince both heard that she was sick, and the emperor sent a small gift to show condolences, and the prince ran out of the palace in a hurry to come to see Dongfang Muyu, but Dongfang politely refused.

Dongfang Muyu was grounded for several days, and she didn't drink the medicine sent by the family, so Dongfang was furious and continued to grounded her, but Yi Xiaozhi's attitude was still the same. Dongfang Muyu was sad in his heart, why did his parents become like this. The people of the Dongfang family didn't dare to talk to her anymore, so they hurriedly left after sending the medicine.

Home, it doesn't seem like home.

Dongfang Boran did not give her the cultivation of the family's Xuangong when Dongfang Muyu was a child, but let her learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she was well-behaved and obedient, and took the initiative to learn dance. On this day, she took paper and ink from the room to paint, very focused, and she saw the sword dancing under the moon in the east Mu Xue on the night of painting.

Finally finished painting, Dongfang Muyu showed a satisfied smile, but Dongfang Boran didn't know when he appeared at the door of her room, and said with a warm and angry face: "Didn't you say it a long time ago, don't think about practicing martial arts in your daughter's family!" ”

The painting that had just been painted was taken into his hand by Dongfang Boran, and with a "snort" sound, it turned into ashes, and Dongfang Boran put the hot soup in his hand on the table and closed the door with a "bang".

Dongfang Muyu gritted her teeth and didn't speak, she picked up the hot soup, drank it in a big gulp, halfway through the drink, choked on her throat, coughed for a while, she pushed open the door, screamed, threw the hot soup out, squatted on the ground and sobbed lowly.

"I have a sister, her name is Dongfang Muxue, why don't you tell me, why don't you let us meet?"

In the afternoon, Dongfang Muyu came to the courtyard, broke off a small branch, stepped in the snow, and involuntarily remembered Dongfang Muxue's sword practice and sword moves that night. Dongfang Muyu closed her eyes, with her memory, the branches replaced the sword, and danced in the courtyard like a gourd, for a while, Dongfang Muyu was so unhappy in her heart, she didn't want to stop, the more she danced, the lighter her body became, the sword moves were very smooth, Dongfang Muxue's body and sword moves seemed to have been practiced by Dongfang Muyu for many years, engraved in the soul. Dongfang Muyu wants to keep practicing like this. Ah Zhong, the housekeeper who had just come here, looked at Dongfang Muyu in a daze, looking at the branches in her hands, the branches were glowing black, and when they touched the snow, the snow melted, and after a while, most of the snow around Dongfang Muyu had melted.

"Miss......"

The housekeeper couldn't help but call and woke up Dongfang Muyu, Dongfang Muyu was in a slightly better mood and asked the housekeeper how he danced. Ah Zhong kept nodding, his eyes were full of appreciation, he could see that Dongfang Muyu's talent in martial arts was no less than her talent in dancing, and he kept saying yes. Dongfang Muyu was happy for a while, and begged Ah Zhong to teach her the rest. Ah Zhong was embarrassed, Dongfang Muyu's refusal to practice martial arts was something that the patriarch had announced to the family a long time ago, but he watched Dongfang Muyu grow up, and often pestered him to tell him strange things. Ah Zhong agreed, he used the sword as a reference, and danced a set of swordsmanship outside the ban, Dongfang Muyu was smart and unforgettable, and immediately danced.

"What are you doing!?"

Dongfang Boran appeared to the side like a ghost, glaring at Ah Zhong, who fell to his knees and took the blame on himself. Dongfang Muyu looked at Dongfang Boran, her face stiffened, and she ordered Ah Zhong to teach her.

Dongfang Boran slapped his hands slightly at Ah Zhong in the air, Ah Zhong screamed, spit out a mouthful of blood, flew out upside down, struggled to get up and knelt on the ground, begging for forgiveness. Dongfang Muyu desperately collided with the ban to save Ah Zhong, but the forbidden light curtain rebounded, and his bumped hands were bruised.

Seeing this, Ah Zhong hurriedly persuaded loudly: "Miss, don't hurt yourself." I'm fine. ”

Dongfang Boran's palm, did not use a bit of Xuan power, otherwise it would be impossible for him to stand up now, between knowing his fate and enlightening the saint, separated by such a big realm as returning to the void, with the palm of Xuan power, it is not easy to bear it by relying on the body.

Dongfang Boran looked at all this coldly, snorted coldly, turned around and left, Ah Zhong lowered his head and followed.

Yi Xiaozhi came to the ban after a while.

"Mother, father he has changed, he was not like this before. He had never used force in front of me. ”

When Yi Xiaozhi heard this, her eyes flickered suddenly, and she said gently: "Yu'er, you have changed, take care of your illness." ”

After speaking, Yi Xiaozhi sighed deeply and left, Dongfang Muyu's expression froze, stood in place, tightly held the branch in his hand, and broke it hard.

"Sister Rain."

The prince's familiar voice came from the wall, Dongfang Muyu was surprised, hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, rubbed his face, took a deep breath, and turned around and ran towards the outer wall.

"Brother Prince, why are you here?"

"I heard that you were sick, I came to see you, but the marshal just didn't agree, so I sneaked in, you wait, I'll come down."

Dongfang Muyu didn't have time to stop it, and the prince flew out upside down with a wow, and then there was a muffled sound of landing. Dongfang Muyu mentioned that he was in a hurry, and kept stomping his feet in place. Shout loudly for the prince's brother.

Dongfang Boran's voice sounded outside.

"Your Highness, why are you doing this?"

Then there was a lot of noise.

Dongfang Muyu stayed in place in a daze, her lips kept shaking, as if something was blocked in her heart, she wanted to speak but couldn't say anything, she clenched her fists, and shouted in her heart: "This is my father, this is my father, this is my home!" ”

With Dongfang Boran's Xuangong attainments and the Oriental family, why can the prince easily come outside the courtyard wall?

I spent the night in a daze.

On the second day, it was not Ah Zhong who delivered the food, but another person, and his expression was very unnatural. Dongfang Muyu had an ominous feeling in his heart, and kept asking questions about this submissive underground. Under both soft and hard, Dongfang Muyu asked about the housekeeper's situation.

The subordinate did not dare to raise his head, and whispered, "Butler, he, he died last night." ”