Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 952 General
The peace negotiation between Damo and Qianping dragged on for nearly two months, and finally ended with the Western Merchants voluntarily ceding the ten cities southeast of Kalmala starting from Lanyi, and sending a ransom of 300 million taels.

The Western Merchants suffered a great loss in this peace negotiation, and those envoys from the Western Merchants were ashamed to stay in Qianping for the New Year, so on the day the contract was signed, all the envoys hurriedly drove to escape. It also seems to run away from Qianjing.

It snowed heavily in the middle of Beijing that day, and the north wind pressed the dead branches in front of the door into bends.

When Mu Xici arrived at the small courtyard where Mo Shuyuan and Mo Shuyuan were under house arrest, Mu Shiyan was wrapped in a fur coat, holding a hand stove, staring blankly at the snow outside the window.

... With her like this, it is more pleasing to the eye than before.

The little girl lowered her eyebrows, and the thick curtain covered with cotton was lifted. Immediately, a cold wind carried snow and howled into the charcoal basin, scattering white smoke.

"You're here." The woman who heard the noise turned her head in response, and she seemed unaware of surprise when she saw the person coming, and she just frowned and smiled very shallowly, "Long time no see, third sister's expression remains the same, she is still the same Ruddy and healthy."

"...Your body is not as good as it used to be." Mu Xici looked at the thick fox fur wrapped around her with complicated eyes - even though the clan mansion only imprisoned royal family members who committed serious crimes, But the people below are concerned about the face of the Tian family, after all, they have never been harsh on their food and clothing, and now the charcoal fire in this room is so full that her forehead is soaked in sweat, but Mu Shiyan is guarding the charcoal basin, this moment I have to wrap up the fur coat and hold the hand stove tightly.

When she was still in the Duke's mansion, what Mu Shiyan looked down upon was her sister's sickness all day long, but now it's her turn to be a chronically ill person, and she is actually weaker than her sister back then .

—she almost didn't recognize her.

The little girl thought about it and glanced at the woman in the fox fur again. She looked haggard, her pupils were cloudy and hollow, she looked like a marionette who had lost her soul, and a thin old woman who was dying.

——But the Mu Shiyan in her memory was clearly a delicate and pretty girl who was bright and charming, but also slightly domineering.

Although she is not as peerless as the elder sister, she can still afford a lot of water and a jade from a small family.

——It’s all retribution.

Mu Xici closed her eyes and sighed silently, and Mu Shiyan waved her hands indifferently when she heard the words: "A person with a dead heart can't eat every day, and his body can still look like before."

"There's not much work left...I'm used to it."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head slightly, and Mu Xici suddenly fell silent after hearing this.

After a while, the woman probably sensed her silence, so she curled her fingers curled up in the fur clothes a little uncomfortably, trying to break the dead silence: "Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated the third sister yet, and this time I've got something After receiving the reward, he became our equal again..."

"Second cousin," the little girl with half-draped eyelashes cut off her compliment suddenly, "Have you ever regretted it?"

Regretted listening to her mother, regretted forcibly climbing up to Mo Shuyuan, regretted giving up all those who had treated her sincerely...

I regret choosing such a path, and I can't turn back.

A dead end.

Mu Shiyan suddenly calmed down, she opened her mouth in a daze and at a loss, and it took a long time before she let out a sad and wry smile: "Regret...is there any use?"

"I gave you a chance." Mu Xici pursed her lips, "Many times."

"I know." The woman lowered her eyes, and slowly gathered the fox fur around her body, "but it's too late."

"—Third sister, it's too late."

——Her retreat was blocked one by one long before that.

Not a drop.

"...Then," the little girl's tone paused, "do you still have any wishes right now?"

"As long as it's not too troublesome, I can try my best to help you."

Mu Shiyan straightened her back slightly when she heard the sound: "...then please ask Third Sister to find me a handy knife."

"It's better to have another glass of poisoned wine."

She knew she didn't have many days left to live.

But she didn't want to die alone.

——She wanted to bring together the villain who killed the child in her womb.

"Besides," the woman's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and she squeezed the stove in her palm so hard that her knuckles turned white, "If possible, I want to see my mother again before I die. "

"I still have something to say to her."

"...Sharp weapons cannot enter the clan's residence." Mu Xici quietly stared at the tea table in front of him without looking sideways, "I can only bring you a tea knife (unsharpened) for serving tea cakes."

"Similarly, the poisoned wine is too conspicuous for me to deliver."

"But I can prescribe you a tonic that is normal for ordinary people to drink, but for martial arts practitioners, it will cause weakness in hands and feet."

"As for your mother." The little girl pointed to the small case on the couch, "Today is the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, and in half a month it will be fifteen Shangyuan."

"I will ask His Majesty for a favor on that day for you."

"—Do you think it's okay to arrange this way?"

As she spoke, she slightly rolled her eyes, and Mu Shiyan couldn't help but lightly stroked her palm after hearing this: "Wonderful."

"As far as I am concerned, the tea knife is probably more convenient to use than the boning knife at this time... If so, I will trouble you."

"It doesn't count." Mu Xici shook his head, and without waiting for Mu Shiyan's reaction, he got up and opened the heavy cotton curtain again, "I'm leaving, you should take care of yourself."

The wind and snow outside the house swirled into her throat, and the cold air made her stomach feel cold.

Mu Xici didn't remember how she walked out of the small courtyard, she only remembered that as soon as she crossed the threshold which was more than a foot high, she raised her eyes and saw the woman in palace attire who just got off the carriage .

"General Xiaomu." The woman smiled and bent her eyes, and called her softly. The little girl couldn't help being stunned for a moment when she heard this address.

"Weichen, I have seen the concubine Xian." Mu Xici lowered her eyebrows, and she, who had always kept her face in front of the collapse of the mountain, unexpectedly felt a little more cramped at this time.

She pinched her knuckles and didn't know what to say for a moment, she simply looked at the food box in the woman's hand, and choked out a sentence after a while: "Your Majesty... are you here to visit King Nan'an?"

"No, I'm here to see Yuan'er off." Song Xianxian grinned, her tone light as if she was making some harmless joke.

The little girl was stunned by her words, she blinked her almond eyes stupidly, and subconsciously repeated after her: "Send off?"

"That's right, see you off." The woman nodded, her voice seemed to be that relaxed and relaxed, "Didn't the general just come out of it?"

"—Since she has made up her mind, I can only see Yuan'er off."

Mu Xici suddenly understood.

"...Your Majesty is smart."

"Not as good as the general." Song Xianxian, who was carrying a food box, was full of smiles.

The little girl was speechless under her smile, and after a while, she folded her hands and turned sideways out of the road. The moment the two of them crossed paths, she suddenly felt blessed in her heart: "Your Majesty!"

The woman turned her head and paused slightly: "What's wrong?"

"Do you hate Zhujia?" Mu Xici flexed his fingers, his fingertips stuck in his palm, leaving two light white marks.

She didn't know what kind of feeling she was feeling in her heart. When Song Xianxian heard the words, she suddenly smiled: "What do you think, the general?"

The little girl stared at her hands tightly and refused to speak.

The woman didn't force her.

"General Xiaomu, Song Xianxian is not the kind of woman who can pretend to be righteous in her heart."

So she is doomed to spend her life hating Zhu's family.

Song Xianxian lowered her voice, and smiled again when she finished speaking: "Okay, General Xiaomu."

"It's windy, snowy and cold, the general should go back to his residence."

　Damn, it's so complicated, my mood is so complicated! !
　　Dog woman Song Xianxian, dog woman!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)