Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again
Chapter 458 Little Aunt
Chapter 458 Little Aunt
Hearing the sound, Mo Junli took a step forward, and an undercurrent surged in the depths of his pupils.
The young man in front of him was in a state of embarrassment and a relaxed posture. He didn't seem to be in control of power and high-spirited in his memory, but his eyes were as cold and sharp as before, sharp as a lone wolf in the forest.
Sure enough, he was still the General Bai he knew.
The young man sighed silently, with a slight smile on his lips: "Talk about it."
"Okay." Bai Jingzhen closed his jaw slightly, and his arms on his knees were tense for a moment.
He stiffened his elbows, and there was a little undetectable tension in his voice, and his eyes became sharper and menacing: "Dare to ask Your Highness, Your Highness Princess Yuan Qing, who is yours?"
"She is my mother." Mo Junli's half-drowned eyebrows softened slightly, "It's hard for you to remember her."
His mother had been dead for nearly ten years, and he thought that the person who helped her away from the previous dynasty had long forgotten her.
Hearing this, Bai Jingzhen couldn't help being silent for a moment, he closed his eyes, and then turned to look at the half-grown girl standing outside the cell: "Then, what does Wen Yu... have to do with Miss?"
Mu Xici, who was suddenly called by someone's name, was startled again and again, and after a while, he squeezed his five fingers and replied: "Wen Yu is the first concubine."
Now it was Bai Jingzhen's turn to be dazed.
"She... she's dead?" A glare of confusion flashed across the young man's face, and his originally straight waist also collapsed in an instant.
"When did she die?" Bai Jingzhen's voice became hoarse uncontrollably, and his tone was dull, "...how did she die?"
"He died a long time ago, 13 years ago." The little girl lowered her eyes, her voice was as soft as a wisp of wind from a willow stalk, or a wisp of cloud in the sky, "dystocia and blood collapse."
Her mother gave birth to her with the last bit of her strength, and then died suddenly and forever.
According to my elder sister, she didn't even have time to look at her when she just landed.
"Dystotocia, blood collapse." Bai Jingzhen opened his eyes wide in disbelief, the sharpness in his pupils faded instantly, replaced by panicked eyes full of helplessness.
"How could it be..." The young man murmured in a low voice, without that lone wolf-like sharpness, now he is more like a big dog that was suddenly abandoned on the street.
It seemed that the last muscles and bones were pulled out in just a moment.
"When I was in Wen's residence, my little aunt's body was obviously the strongest..." Bai Jingzhen raised his hand and scratched his head in a daze, as if the details of getting along with Wen Yu when he was a child were right in front of his eyes, he quietly became popular A pair of eye sockets.
Except for his mother who died in battle 23 years ago, Cousin Wen Yu is the best person in the world to him.
He didn't cry when the Bai family was framed and all the families were cut off; he was not afraid when he was pushed to the execution ground and watched the sharp blade cut his hair and scratched his collar.
But why, when he heard the news of his little aunt's death, would he want to cry so much and be so scared?
The scene of sending the little aunt into the sedan chair and marrying Qianping far away seems like yesterday, but when he opened his eyes again today, everything has already changed.
He was the only one who died in General Zhaowu's mansion, and the Wen family of General Zhen Guo's mansion was also closely watched by everyone, and it was difficult to protect himself.
The little aunt he respected and relied on the most since he was a child has passed away for many years...
How did it become like this in the blink of an eye.
How did all this become like this in the blink of an eye?
The young man at 27 lost his mind, the wrist on his knee lost the tension, and fell limply along his thigh and slid all the way to the ground.
The phalanx touched the ground with a biting coldness, but he felt that the touch was very ethereal and illusory, not at all real.
He was also thinking that after he had complied with their conditions and got out of the dungeon, he would sneak to Qianping's Duke's Mansion and secretly take a look at her.
He also had a bellyful of words he wanted to talk to his aunt.
He thought that after listening to his resentful complaints, his little aunt would pat his head with a smile as before, telling him to "don't think so much about what you have and what you don't have".
Then, in a gentle voice, he told him about the mission of their family of generals, about the country he wanted to protect, and the king he wanted to be loyal to.
It turned out...it was all his wishful thinking.
The Bai family is gone, and so is his aunt.
"I also feel that what happened back then is very strange." Mu Xici spoke vaguely, and felt an indescribable dizziness in front of her eyes, "I'm investigating."
"I'm checking little by little."
Where do we start to look into what happened in the past ten years.
Bai Jingzhen tugged at the corners of his stiff lips with difficulty, then raised his head and lifted his eyelashes.
He fixedly stared at the girl in black by the cell, the smile on his face was uglier than crying: "You are 13 years old."
Mu Xici nodded lightly: "I am 13 years old."
The young man lowered his head in response, and murmured an unknown sound from the back of his throat: "Heh."
"Am I similar to my mother?" The little girl closed her long eyelashes, subconsciously took half a step forward, and raised her arm to grab the boy's hand.
Mo Junli silently clenched her cold fingertips that were covered in cold sweat.
"Like." Bai Jingzhen's chapped lips squirmed slightly, "It's quite sextile."
But the sextant only has the face, but the temperament and temperament of the two are very different.
Last time, he didn't even notice her face similar to his little aunt's, nor did he recognize her as his little aunt's daughter.
The little aunt is more gentle and delicate than her, and this little girl has a bit of ethereal indifference unique to sorcerers.
Sexuality, no wonder her good aunt hates her so much.
Mu Xici laughed as if mocking himself, and his tone became more erratic and light: "You have a very good relationship with her."
"Except for my mother, my little cousin is the person closest to me in this world." Bai Jingzhen paused, "When she married Qianping far away, I even went to Wen's mansion to see her off."
That year, he was less than eight years old, riding a pony, chasing the sedan chair all the way from Wen Mansion to the city gate, and stood on the top of the city watching for a long, long time.
Until he could no longer see the smoke from wheels and horseshoes.
"I heard from my elder sister that my mother was able to marry Qianping because she severed ties with the Wen family that day." The little girl's fingers snapped together, "Is that so?"
"She... had a bad life in Wen's before?"
"It is true that she married after she severed ties with the Wen family, but it wasn't because she had a bad life in the Wen family." Bai Jingzhen slowly got up, and patted the dirt on the dirty and tattered clothes, "Is that right?" Method."
"His Majesty (Yuan Sui) wanted to take her as a concubine in order to stabilize the court and consolidate his throne." The young man leaned against the stone wall and took a breath.
His meridians were sealed off, and he hadn't moved his hands and feet for many days, the joints of his limbs had already rusted, and he was very tired when he moved.
"Originally it was just 'thinking', but after he heard about little aunt and your father, 'thinking' became Johnny."
"If it wasn't for my aunt, they would be one step faster than His Majesty... I'm afraid my aunt would have already become a caged bird in Fuli Imperial City."
Mu Xici's eyes suddenly went dark, and his body shook again and again.
Seeing this, Mo Junli quickly withdrew his hand and pulled him into his arms, frowning: "A Ci!"
Fuck, this dessert uses animal cream
I'm lactose intolerant as hell! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)
Hearing the sound, Mo Junli took a step forward, and an undercurrent surged in the depths of his pupils.
The young man in front of him was in a state of embarrassment and a relaxed posture. He didn't seem to be in control of power and high-spirited in his memory, but his eyes were as cold and sharp as before, sharp as a lone wolf in the forest.
Sure enough, he was still the General Bai he knew.
The young man sighed silently, with a slight smile on his lips: "Talk about it."
"Okay." Bai Jingzhen closed his jaw slightly, and his arms on his knees were tense for a moment.
He stiffened his elbows, and there was a little undetectable tension in his voice, and his eyes became sharper and menacing: "Dare to ask Your Highness, Your Highness Princess Yuan Qing, who is yours?"
"She is my mother." Mo Junli's half-drowned eyebrows softened slightly, "It's hard for you to remember her."
His mother had been dead for nearly ten years, and he thought that the person who helped her away from the previous dynasty had long forgotten her.
Hearing this, Bai Jingzhen couldn't help being silent for a moment, he closed his eyes, and then turned to look at the half-grown girl standing outside the cell: "Then, what does Wen Yu... have to do with Miss?"
Mu Xici, who was suddenly called by someone's name, was startled again and again, and after a while, he squeezed his five fingers and replied: "Wen Yu is the first concubine."
Now it was Bai Jingzhen's turn to be dazed.
"She... she's dead?" A glare of confusion flashed across the young man's face, and his originally straight waist also collapsed in an instant.
"When did she die?" Bai Jingzhen's voice became hoarse uncontrollably, and his tone was dull, "...how did she die?"
"He died a long time ago, 13 years ago." The little girl lowered her eyes, her voice was as soft as a wisp of wind from a willow stalk, or a wisp of cloud in the sky, "dystocia and blood collapse."
Her mother gave birth to her with the last bit of her strength, and then died suddenly and forever.
According to my elder sister, she didn't even have time to look at her when she just landed.
"Dystotocia, blood collapse." Bai Jingzhen opened his eyes wide in disbelief, the sharpness in his pupils faded instantly, replaced by panicked eyes full of helplessness.
"How could it be..." The young man murmured in a low voice, without that lone wolf-like sharpness, now he is more like a big dog that was suddenly abandoned on the street.
It seemed that the last muscles and bones were pulled out in just a moment.
"When I was in Wen's residence, my little aunt's body was obviously the strongest..." Bai Jingzhen raised his hand and scratched his head in a daze, as if the details of getting along with Wen Yu when he was a child were right in front of his eyes, he quietly became popular A pair of eye sockets.
Except for his mother who died in battle 23 years ago, Cousin Wen Yu is the best person in the world to him.
He didn't cry when the Bai family was framed and all the families were cut off; he was not afraid when he was pushed to the execution ground and watched the sharp blade cut his hair and scratched his collar.
But why, when he heard the news of his little aunt's death, would he want to cry so much and be so scared?
The scene of sending the little aunt into the sedan chair and marrying Qianping far away seems like yesterday, but when he opened his eyes again today, everything has already changed.
He was the only one who died in General Zhaowu's mansion, and the Wen family of General Zhen Guo's mansion was also closely watched by everyone, and it was difficult to protect himself.
The little aunt he respected and relied on the most since he was a child has passed away for many years...
How did it become like this in the blink of an eye.
How did all this become like this in the blink of an eye?
The young man at 27 lost his mind, the wrist on his knee lost the tension, and fell limply along his thigh and slid all the way to the ground.
The phalanx touched the ground with a biting coldness, but he felt that the touch was very ethereal and illusory, not at all real.
He was also thinking that after he had complied with their conditions and got out of the dungeon, he would sneak to Qianping's Duke's Mansion and secretly take a look at her.
He also had a bellyful of words he wanted to talk to his aunt.
He thought that after listening to his resentful complaints, his little aunt would pat his head with a smile as before, telling him to "don't think so much about what you have and what you don't have".
Then, in a gentle voice, he told him about the mission of their family of generals, about the country he wanted to protect, and the king he wanted to be loyal to.
It turned out...it was all his wishful thinking.
The Bai family is gone, and so is his aunt.
"I also feel that what happened back then is very strange." Mu Xici spoke vaguely, and felt an indescribable dizziness in front of her eyes, "I'm investigating."
"I'm checking little by little."
Where do we start to look into what happened in the past ten years.
Bai Jingzhen tugged at the corners of his stiff lips with difficulty, then raised his head and lifted his eyelashes.
He fixedly stared at the girl in black by the cell, the smile on his face was uglier than crying: "You are 13 years old."
Mu Xici nodded lightly: "I am 13 years old."
The young man lowered his head in response, and murmured an unknown sound from the back of his throat: "Heh."
"Am I similar to my mother?" The little girl closed her long eyelashes, subconsciously took half a step forward, and raised her arm to grab the boy's hand.
Mo Junli silently clenched her cold fingertips that were covered in cold sweat.
"Like." Bai Jingzhen's chapped lips squirmed slightly, "It's quite sextile."
But the sextant only has the face, but the temperament and temperament of the two are very different.
Last time, he didn't even notice her face similar to his little aunt's, nor did he recognize her as his little aunt's daughter.
The little aunt is more gentle and delicate than her, and this little girl has a bit of ethereal indifference unique to sorcerers.
Sexuality, no wonder her good aunt hates her so much.
Mu Xici laughed as if mocking himself, and his tone became more erratic and light: "You have a very good relationship with her."
"Except for my mother, my little cousin is the person closest to me in this world." Bai Jingzhen paused, "When she married Qianping far away, I even went to Wen's mansion to see her off."
That year, he was less than eight years old, riding a pony, chasing the sedan chair all the way from Wen Mansion to the city gate, and stood on the top of the city watching for a long, long time.
Until he could no longer see the smoke from wheels and horseshoes.
"I heard from my elder sister that my mother was able to marry Qianping because she severed ties with the Wen family that day." The little girl's fingers snapped together, "Is that so?"
"She... had a bad life in Wen's before?"
"It is true that she married after she severed ties with the Wen family, but it wasn't because she had a bad life in the Wen family." Bai Jingzhen slowly got up, and patted the dirt on the dirty and tattered clothes, "Is that right?" Method."
"His Majesty (Yuan Sui) wanted to take her as a concubine in order to stabilize the court and consolidate his throne." The young man leaned against the stone wall and took a breath.
His meridians were sealed off, and he hadn't moved his hands and feet for many days, the joints of his limbs had already rusted, and he was very tired when he moved.
"Originally it was just 'thinking', but after he heard about little aunt and your father, 'thinking' became Johnny."
"If it wasn't for my aunt, they would be one step faster than His Majesty... I'm afraid my aunt would have already become a caged bird in Fuli Imperial City."
Mu Xici's eyes suddenly went dark, and his body shook again and again.
Seeing this, Mo Junli quickly withdrew his hand and pulled him into his arms, frowning: "A Ci!"
Fuck, this dessert uses animal cream
I'm lactose intolerant as hell! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)
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