Brilliant Horse

The melodious sound of the qin came from the front of the General's Mansion, and Mu Hongling sat behind the gate of the mansion, with a simple bun, wearing a blue skirt, without any jewelry, sitting in the middle of the front yard with her plain face facing the sky, playing the qin.The servants stood in two rows, standing on both sides, unmoved by the wind and unsmiling.

"Squeak—" Mu Hongling watched the door being slowly pushed open, without raising her head, she asked, "Where did the guest come from?"

"Yan Town."

"Why did you come?"

"Yu Ling."

Mu Hongling sneered, and said, "Hmph, that also depends on whether you have the ability."

The gate was slapped to the end, and the servants didn't seem to see it, and they still stood there.A seven-foot-tall man wearing an iron mask, holding two swords, stepped over the gate and walked towards Mu Hongling.Mu Hongling continued to play the piano as if nothing happened.

"I don't want to do anything, the county lord should hand it over by himself."

Mu Hongling's smile and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and they froze at one point. After a while, she looked up to the sky and laughed like a lunatic, laughing until tears came out.

"You...hahahaha..." Mu Hongling clutched her stomach, "I thought my aunt was so smart, but it seems that she still can't."

"What's the meaning of this?"

Mu Hongling's expression changed, and she spoke harshly, "It seems that you don't know yet? Yuling has already been watched by the Holy Majesty."

"You are a widow, why should I believe you!" The iron-masked man slapped Mu Hongling with his palm.

Mu Hongling lifted Yueqin, and that palm hit the piano viciously.The qin made a sound, and Mu Hongling took several steps back, but she didn't seem to lose.

The iron-masked man's palm was bleeding, and he stared at Mu Hongling in a daze, "The string of the blade, hehe...the county master is very good at it."

Mu Hongling wiped the blood on the string with her sleeve, "This was originally a matter for the Mu family and Shangguan family. I can let you off because of your ignorance, but now it's not just a matter for the Mu family."

"You are a woman, want to repel me? Speak wild words."

Mu Hongling was not angry, instead she smiled slightly, and pointed her chin at his bloody palm, "How long do you think you can live? How long do you want to live?"

The iron-masked man looked at the dark black blood dripping on the ground, sneered stupidly, threw his sword on the ground, and said still proudly: "I lost, but it doesn't mean I'm worse than you, it's just that this conspiracy Tricks are nothing compared to your Mu family.

I have to go back to work, the county lord must give me a reason to deal with it, right?Antidote by the way. "

"I think my aunt must be more aware of the status of the Mu family in the court than I am. Just tell her that she has been fighting with my mother for decades, and she lost because she didn't see who was behind the Mu family." Mu Hong Ling took out the antidote from her sleeve and threw it out, "Send off."

The servants saluted the man in the iron mask respectfully, it seemed very polite, but it was terribly cold.

The iron-masked man glanced at the sword on the ground, but he didn't pick it up, and left quietly with the antidote.Mu Hongling looked at his slender back, thoughtfully.

Flute, Flute, you are still too young.The old master is gone, who are you working for now?

"Boom—" There was a muffled sound from the corner, and Mu Hongling looked forward.

But he saw the pale Mu Fanhua being pulled up from the ground by Aomori and hugged tightly in his arms.He looked at Mu Hongling and asked, "Who is he?"

"It's hard to explain. What's wrong with you?" Mu Hongling felt that something was wrong with his body.

"I don't know...cough cough...I've been very tired recently, coughing a lot, and my hands and feet are not warm."

Mu Hongling took his hand and took a rough pulse for him, "It might be typhoid fever, let's call the doctor. You..." She paused for a while, "Did you get injured a while ago?"

Mu Fanhua didn't answer, Aomori replied: "I went out with Shizi a while ago, but was ambushed by someone, luckily I came back with my life."

"Ah."

Mu Hongling looked at Mu Fanhua's eyes, Mu Fanhua seemed to feel that everything she did was noticed, and she was very guilty.He didn't look directly at him, and went back to the room by Aomori. If it was really typhoid...it would take a month to recover, but the plan couldn't wait that long.

Mu Fanhua's eyelids were constantly fighting, but he picked up his pen angrily, and his handwriting was smooth and flowing.He rolled the note into a small roll, put it in a small bamboo tube, and handed it to Aomori.

"Take it, and put it in that alley. The blue bricks are in the fifth row from bottom to top, and the fifth column from left to right, and they are placed inside...ahem...inside Go back quickly, be careful of your tail." He walked to the edge of the bed with his feet fluttering, and fell down, even not quite awake.

Two days later, when Mu Fanhua was dying of illness, the Mu family's large troops returned.Mu Xin heard that Mu Fanhua was sick and remembered that she was like an ant on a hot pot, and sent someone to send a lot of money to the government doctor.But the government doctor refused to accept it, and returned it in full, which made her jump in anxiety.

The dinner on the second day was for Mu Hongling, but Mu Hongling was very disrespectful, and never went out except to see Mu Fanhua's condition.

"It's true for Hong Ling. We kindly took care of her, but in the end we didn't reward her." Xiao Jingjing complained as she looked at the table of delicacies from mountains and seas.

Mu Fanchen didn't take it seriously, and argued: "Mother, you know that my aunt has always been so lonely, and she doesn't like to eat these flashy things. Besides, Fan Hua was raised by her alone. If I You can't even eat when you're so sick, can you?"

Xiao Jingjing took a fixed look at Mu Fanchen, feeling that something was wrong.What is his son's temperament that he doesn't know yet?In the past, he didn't care about these things, he was as serious as his father, and even said a few words, but now he is willing to say a few more words for Mu Hongling, is it going to rain red tomorrow?

"I... I'm full." Mu Xin put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped her mouth and left.

Nie Ping looked at the almost untouched food in Mu Xin's bowl, what's wrong with her?

"Loyalty, I'll be there after dinner." The old lady also put down the bowls and chopsticks, and left by herself.

Although everyone was at the dinner table, they all felt that the atmosphere was not right. Ever since they went to Yan Town, it seemed that the conversation during the meal was so delicate.Everyone didn't dare to say anything, they just buried their heads in their stomachs and left quietly, a series of movements seemed to have been experienced several times.

The colder the sky, the darker the night, and it was getting dark when Mu Zhongzhong went to the old lady's yard after eating.He pushed open the door of the old lady's room and walked in. It seemed that the room was colder than the outside.Maybe it's because the backyard seldom gets the sun. Although it's not humid, it's extremely cold.

"mother......"

The old lady picked out the wick, and the fire became cooler, and the light streamed on the wall.There were no expensive things in the room, and they were all plain. Mu Zhongcheng felt that maybe his younger sister was more like her, and didn't like those fancy but useless things.The old lady used to live in a simple way, and a set of quilts can last for five or six years without changing. The term thrifty is very suitable for her.

"Loyalty, come here, come here..." The old lady waved to him and asked him to sit on the grand teacher's chair beside her, smiling with wrinkles all over her face.

The old lady pushed the tea on the table in front of Mu Zhongzhong, sighed, and said after a long time: "Fan Hua, this child, is good in everything, but he is too much like her mother."

It is indeed very similar... When I first saw it, I was amazed; those breathtaking peach eyes and ink-like hair, every frown and smile, every word and deed...

Mu Zhongzhong remained silent and drank his tea quietly. He knew what she was going to say.But he didn't want that. He had already lost the love of his life, and there was not a single portrait of her left in this world, and her bones were scattered in the South China Sea and North Desert.People think of it many years later, but there is nowhere to pay homage, and that face is blurred.

When we met for the first time, I only remembered that she was wearing a snow-white fur coat, riding a steed, galloping down the street with a heroic posture, leaving a lingering fragrance for a long time.Those peach eyes smeared with rouge, exposed in the heavy snow, looked back at each other and touched the bottom of my heart, but I couldn't remember the jade face under the veil.

"I have already killed her. I think I have no face to go down to see her in a hundred years, but Fan Hua is her only flesh and blood. I promised her that Fan Hua will live a safe life..." Mu Zhongcheng said As he spoke, his throat felt sore and his voice trembled.

He looked at the jumping lights, and couldn't help but think of the scene when she was about to die that year, and the lights were like this...

She squeezed his hand tightly with her last strength, looked at each other with tears in her eyes, her peach eyes seemed to be full of lust, and she said to him with the only remaining breath, if you really love me, let him live in peace Live till you die inseparable!

Not long after that sentence was finished, she exhaled her last breath.He knew that when she died, she had never loved him, but he still chose to keep his promise. If it wasn't for a mistake, why would he be in this situation now.

The jade-faced beauty will dance or sing exotic tunes under the tree, with a strange fragrance... But these can only be thought of in the mind, and people will never go away... ..

The old lady looked at Mu Zhongzhong and tried her best to hold back her tears, and said to him in an extremely humble tone: "You can keep him for a while, but if he is introduced into the palace in the future, either he will die or we will die."

Mu Zhongcheng remained silent.

"You are the Great General of Great Liang, the pillar of Great Liang. His appearance in full bloom must be a catastrophe for Great Liang. My son... is it important in this world, or him?"

"Our Mu family has been loyal to the royal family for two generations, but you can't see through it, mother. The people of the world are the most important, but isn't Fan Hua a commoner? Or is he not worthy of living since he was born?" Mu Zhongcheng looked at her with pleading eyes. , trying to persuade her.

The old lady looked at this unworthy son, and actually regarded a bastard more than the common people in the world. When she couldn't get out of her anger, she patted the table and cursed hysterically, "He shouldn't be alive! If it weren't for you and me He has been in business for many years and has been protecting that woman Fan Ying everywhere, how could he be such a villain! But in the end, she never loved you until she died, my son! She was the one who betrayed you first, why is she so stubborn?"

Mu Zhongzhong put down his teacup, looked at her indifferently, and sneered, "The person who has the least right to talk about her is you." He walked away, and the open door creaked.

The old lady saw him defending so much, she was so angry that she couldn't get up, and fell back on the chair in the dark.

Rebellious son, rebellious son!