In the boudoir, the staggered staggering.

The scenery is stunning.

Ling Muyun's clothes had already been soaked in rouge and gouache.

If it weren't for Ji Kuang's obstruction, Ling Muyun could barely hold it and lived on the bed.

"If you are aiming at the realm of the great grandmaster, it is best to protect the body of the child."

After speaking, he glanced at Ling Muyun.

Step by step, he got out of Chu Boudoir.

The cool breeze was blowing, and the wine woke up a lot.

Ling Muyu followed behind, not daring to say a word.

She was so ashamed that she didn't know how to speak.

Finally arrived at the Hou Ye's Mansion, Ling Muyun called Ling Muyu to the room under Ji Kuang's repeated instructions.

"How did you get mixed up like this?"

"Brother! I ......"

"Just call me Ling Muyun! It doesn't have to be too gracious. ”

There are some things that seem to be relieved in my heart, but after more than ten years of bullying, I will let go when I say it.

Ling Muyun is not a saint.

"Mu Yun, sister is sorry for you."

Ling Muyu's tears rained down, either with a little remorse, or with some feelings for his escape from the demon cave.

"Say it!"

Ling Muyun poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Ling Muyu.

It turned out that after Ling Ying brought the Ling family to Jiankang, the family almost collapsed, and each made a living.

In this way, I can live an ordinary life.

Unexpectedly, Ling Muzhong first attached himself to Huan Xuan, but was abandoned by him and ignored him.

According to Huan Xuan's words, apart from saying big things, there is nothing to do.

Later, Ling Ying found an errand in the Xie Mansion, and Ling Muzhong used this as a springboard to climb the Xie family's son-in-law, Wang Guobao.

Wang Guobao was not treated well by the Xie family, and he did not have much prestige in the court.

Ling Muzhong saddled up the horse and waited meticulously.

But Wang Guobao didn't feel like this, and used the last coffin book of the Ling family stolen by Ling Muzhong to rely on Sima Daozi.

It was only a little better, so he kicked Ling Muzhong away.

In this way, it can only be said that he does not know the person.

Wang Guobao is the Taiyuan Wang family, it is said that there is no shortage of yellow and white things in the family, but when he first entered the court, he spent too much money up and down.

turned around, deceived Ling Muzhong to the palace, became a eunuch, and let him concentrate on complimenting Zhi Miaoyin.

even sold Ling Muyu to Chu Boudoir and signed a death deed.

“…… You are also like Ling Muzhong, you stammered with Wang Guobao, and finally ......"

Ling Muyun saw that she never mentioned herself, and added.

Ling Muyu lowered her head in shame: "Muyun, I just want to live." ”

She was right.

In Dingbei, her best fate is marriage.

Find a small family gate valve and marry a wife.

If the status is like Ling Muyun, it is possible to come and be a concubine with someone.

Even a concubine for a businessman.

This is also the fundamental reason why she desperately strives to be recognized by the Ling family.

When the family moved, she saw the fall of the family, and even saw Ling Ying's helplessness.

When he knelt and begged at the gate of the kingdom treasure, he showed his old age.

Ling ...... Ling Ying is still in Xie Mansion? ”

Ling Muyun gave birth to a trace of hatred that he shouldn't have.

"Grandpa is still in Xie Mansion, because ...... Because of kneeling Wang Guobao, he was demoted to a kitchen service by the Xie family. Ling Muyu's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Ling Zheng has returned to Dingbei City, presumably, Ling Muyi also got the news, you can clean up tomorrow and go back too."

Ling Muyun said lightly.

"Thousands of miles away, I am a woman's ......"

Ling Muyu's words are not unreasonable.

"Then you go to Jiankang and go back with Ling Ying."

"Dingbei is safe?"

"Unharmed."

was made an abandoned son by the family, and now it is a little inappropriate to say that there is no harm.

After settling Ling Muyu, Ling Muyun lay on the bed and said, "The ears in the corners of the wall will rot sooner or later." ”

"Ahhh Zhou Gongzi, so coincidental? ”

"Yes! The moon is full. ”

On the first day of the new year, there is no month.

"In any case, I have received more than ten years of monthly salary, and I can save some and listen to music."

Ling Muyun said plainly.

The next day, Ji Kuang set up two ox carts.

One is Zhou Xing and his own, going to Shenxiandu.

One, Ling Muyun's, went to Jiankang.

"It's all two shoulders and one head, why can't we touch the corners of his clothes?"

"That's right! Either die in Shenxiandu, or, let Brother Yun be impressed. ”

The two of them said.

It's all because of Ling Muyun's drunken sentence: The gods are crossed, and there is a secret realm.

Ling Muyu sat on the ox cart and dressed himself up in a fancy way.

The neck, wrists, waist, and top of the head are full of jewelry.

She really couldn't figure out what Ling Muyun had experienced in the past two years.

The cart was full of gold and silver treasures, and the axles creaked.

"If I ......"

Ling Muyu's repentance began with redemption.

Ling Muyun really let go, starting with redeeming her.

It was night, the starry sky was twinkling, and the thunder was shaking.

After the thunder, he floated away, and Lu Youtong stood beside him, his eyes were red, like gems.

"Ling Gongzi, I want to go back to Youzhou, I am here to say goodbye."

"The concubine is polite, and the prince Xie Ling is very gracious."

Ling Muyun bowed.

Lu You's childhood was twenty-eight and he died at the end of his life.

The moment the soul left the body, it flashed and stroked its forehead.

The memories of the tenth life came flooding back.

"Congratulations!" Ling Muyun knew that this could not be said by Lu Zongzhi's side.

But compared with the affection of children, the tenth generation may be more worthy of celebration.

Say goodbye for a moment.

"Mu Yun, what is this book that Sister Yang gave me?"

Ling Muyu took a black book, the famous work "Nether Finger".

"It's a way to practice."

Ling Muyun couldn't wait to send Ling Muyu back to Dingbei immediately.

He really couldn't imagine how deeply his half-sister was misunderstood by his wife in the eyes of outsiders.

However, it is gratifying that leaving the underworld and the sheep and waiting for ten generations has finally become a positive result.

Live up to the thousand-year-old lovesickness, just for one day and you.

"Hey! It's time to please a candy. Ling Muyun sighed.

Picked up the dark lamp from the car and pondered it carefully.

There is no light, but it can illuminate the night.

The inscriptions flickered on the body of the lamp, and there was a faint singing.

"Mu Yun, where am I going to practice?"

Ling Muyu is not familiar with cultivation, but fortunately, the books are written in official scripts and can still be understood.

"Dingbei, the Ling family is guarding Dingbei, it's good."

Ling Muyun not only answered Ling Muyu's question, but also pointed to the fate of the Ling family.

Ji Kuang said that Xie Xuan passed away.

Pioneer the Central Plains, recover the homeland, and seal the Kangle County Gong with merit.

However, due to the suspicion of Sima Daozi, the powerful minister of the clan, he was transferred from Pengcheng, a key border place, and returned to Huaiyin.

After arriving in the town, he asked for dismissal due to illness, and was reappointed as General Zuo and Huiji Neishi. Eventually, he died.

Xie Xuan is both civil and military, and is determined to save the perilous in order to recover.

The "Beifu soldiers" can fight well, the battle of the water, defeat the enemy with wisdom and bravery, and the name shocks the left of the river.

is so famous, but in the end, it ended up depressed.

The "Wang Xie" family is still like this, and the Dingbei Ling family, who is unknown, is fortunate to have a place to survive in Dingbei.

As for Ling Tianjun's prestige, a thousand years have passed, so it should be regarded as the glory of the past.

"Won't you go to Xiangyang?"

"No, no."

Sima Daozi, Princess Huiji, and Zhi Miaoyin may not only be of different races.

At least, the contents of the coffin are inextricably linked to the three of them.