The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

The two talked about many interesting things in the academy. They also said that they often went out to buy food and would bring some for Little Red Magpie.

The little red magpie was reluctant to eat it and said she wanted to take it back for her daughter to eat.

Finally, Ma Chuyang slowly spoke the truth, "In the final analysis, it's because Xiao Hongque is pretty. Otherwise, if another girl asked you to throw a broom on the roof and let it stand, you would scold her for having her brain caught by the door."

Tang Xinghe was hit on the spot, but he still had to save face and his ears turned red.

Ma Chuyang pinched his ears and laughed.

Tang Xinghe's ears turned even redder, and he was quite angry and wanted to throw the man off his back, but he still couldn't get rid of the dog-skin plaster.

The dog-skin plaster was confident and pulled harder, "You already like the girl I like, so what's wrong with you carrying me on your back?"

"Then why don't you carry me?"

"You're my brother. Of course you should carry me."

"Damn it, have some shame, you are more than a year older than me."

"Bullshit, that's because Ma Chuyi is one year older than you. I'm still young! I don't care, you're my brother anyway!"

"roll!"

"If you don't want to roll away, then don't roll away! I'm not a ball, how can I roll away! Brother Xinghe, I tell you, when you get a wife in the future, you can forget your mother, but you can't forget me, your brother." Ma Chuyang jumped off Tang Xinghe's back with a smile, and put his arm around his shoulder instead.

When I arrived at Hong Que's residence and asked, I found out that she had gone to Shi Anxia's place.

The two went to where Shi Anxia lived.

When they got outside, Ma Chuyang stopped and said, "Okay, go ahead."

Tang Xinghe felt a little awkward, "You go in with me."

Ma Chuyang shook his head. "My mother said that she can accompany me on some roads, but I need to walk some roads by myself. It's the same with you. I can only accompany you here. From now on, you have to walk some roads by yourself."

Maybe he was so moved by himself that his eyes became red for no apparent reason.

Tang Xinghe's eyes also turned red. After a moment of silence, he said, "So tomorrow I'm going to go hunting in the mountains with King Wazhen. Are you not going?"

Ma Chuyang's eyes lit up, "Go, go, go! Who said not to go?"

Tang Xinghe raised his eyebrows slightly, "So we have to walk the same path together. Stop the sentimental scenes, or it will turn into a circus, you acting queen!" He stretched out his hand and pulled Ma Chuyang in.

When the two of them went in, Hongque was just about to come out.

Tang Xinghe's ears turned red again, and he handed over the red jade pendant, "Little Red Magpie, here's a gift for you."

Hong Que was originally frank, but when she was questioned by the lady just now, her face turned red with embarrassment. She didn't dare to laugh and call "Master Xinghe" as usual, showing a bit of deliberate restraint.

My mind was in a mess, and I didn't know whether I could take the jade pendant or not.

But at this moment, Bei Hui came in hurriedly, with a serious look on her face, "Princess Mu Su, go and see, your sister has committed suicide."

Hong Que uttered an "ah", her breathing stagnated, she picked up her skirt and ran out. After running two steps, she turned back and took the jade pendant from Tang Xinghe's hand, and ran out again without even saying "thank you".

After everything was settled, Princess Mu Sang chose to die quietly alone.

There is a holy river in the tribe. It is said that a woman who has made mistakes can wash away the dirt of this life in the river and then she can be born with a clean body in the next life.

In order not to alarm anyone, Princess Mu Sang sent her maid away and quietly jumped into the river.

Unexpectedly, just as she was sinking and on the verge of death, she was dragged up by Ye Baoer.

When Hongque arrived, she saw her mother crying beside her sister's bed.

Her heart was chilled, her eyes were hot, and she shouted in a trembling voice, "Sister..."

Along the way, Hong Que and Princess Mu Sang were not close.

She likes to be close to Shi Anxia, ​​and Princess Mu Sang is a taciturn person. Since the two sisters met, they have hardly said a single intimate word.

It was not until this moment that Hong Que truly realized that he almost lost a loved one.

She threw herself on Princess Mu Sang's bed and burst into tears.

The mother and her two daughters hugged each other and cried bitterly.

For the first time, they felt like a family.

Soon after, Zhuona and Wazhen came in.

Now that she is no longer the queen, Hai dares not look at her husband or her son.

She understood her daughter because she also wanted to die.

But when this moment really came, she realized that it was easy for a person to die, but the pain that death brought to the living had just begun.

So being human is really difficult. You can’t live, and you can’t die either.

Hai felt extremely guilty, "I am sorry for you..."

Zhuona's voice fell heavily from above her head, "You are all right. I am the one who is wrong."

He decided to spend the rest of his life giving his wife and children the best care possible to make up for what he had owed him over the years.

Three days later, a young man named Nur from the tribe proposed to Princess Musang.

He was one of the twenty elite guards that day, and was also the son of an official who firmly supported Zhuona and Wazhen.

Hong Que ran over and asked Shi Anxia, ​​"Madam, do you think my sister should agree to this marriage?"

Shi Anxia asked back, "What do your father and mother mean? What does your brother the king mean? What does your sister Mu Sang want? What do you think?"

Hong Que blinked, confused by the series of questions, "I, I don't know."

She only knew to ask her wife about everything. If her wife said it was good, then it was good. If her wife said it was not good, then she would think it was not good.

Just like that day when her lady asked her if she were to choose a husband, would she choose Ma Chuyang or Tang Xinghe?

She didn't know. She just thought Ma Chuyang was good, and Tang Xinghe was good too. Both were very good gentlemen, easy-going, would bring her food, and wouldn't bully her.

She even thought far and directly, thinking that Tang Xinghe was the lady's cousin, and if she could marry Tang Xinghe, it would be equivalent to becoming the lady's relative.

If he was Madam's relative, would he be able to stay with Madam for the rest of his life? However, Master Xinghe's family background was too prominent, so she didn't dare to dream about it.

So it doesn’t matter who you marry, what matters is to be locked together with your wife.

When Shi Anxia looked up, she saw Mu Sang standing at the door with a pale face and bowed gracefully.

It was Tang Chujun's voice that sounded behind Mu Sang, "Come in and talk, why are you standing outside?"

She pulled the timid Princess Mu Sang into the house without saying anything.

Shi Anxia smiled and said, "You came at the right time. The sun is shining brightly today. Shall we go to the garden to make tea and chat?"

Tang Chujun smiled, "Okay, that's good."

The garden is simple and unsophisticated, not as exquisite as the one in the northern wing of the capital, but it has its own natural beauty. The stone paths are winding, the ancient trees are towering, the branches and leaves are swaying, and the sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, casting mottled light and shadows.

Even the flowers of the Vina tribe grow in large clusters, are gorgeous, and grow wildly.

Everyone sat down and the maid left.

Shi Anxia skillfully boiled water, washed tea leaves, and brewed tea, while Hong Que arranged snacks and fruits on the side.

As the tea fragrance rises, the whole garden seems to be covered with a layer of light mist, and the air is filled with a fresh and elegant atmosphere.

Four people sat opposite each other, and the aroma of tea filled their noses.

Shi Anxia then smiled warmly and chatted casually, "Mu Sang, how long has it been since you had a good night's sleep?"