Misleading the Fourth Miss of Xiangfu

Chapter 169

Chu Mu patted her head with infinite pampering and distress. How much courage does it take to be able to face the pain with a smile?

"Lord Ling Xiang, since you agree, then it's fine. You can take the two ladies back now, remember to send someone to watch them carefully, and don't let them go out of that Shizhu courtyard for half a step , otherwise something happened and Emperor Chu blamed it, it would be difficult." Qiao Ye looked at Ling Xiang and smiled.

Cold sweat dripped from Ling Xiang's forehead, his back was horrified, and he looked at Qiao Ye with trembling eyes. Although her face was seven or eight points similar to the previous Ling Qiao Ye, there was no trace of timidity in her bright black pupils. shadow.If this girl is his fourth daughter, then she is coming back for revenge.If she is not his fourth daughter, then she is deliberately finding fault.However, no matter what, she did it perfectly, and he was powerless to refute it.

With a wry smile on his face, the old man bowed his body slightly and saluted, Ling Xiang said: "Old minister...resign."

Turning around to leave, Qiao Ye suddenly stopped him: "Master Ling, why do you have such an expression? Are you very upset? As if I am a monster who will eat you."

She paused, sighed and continued: "Don't be afraid, Master Ling, I'm just a weak woman, powerless, with no grievances or enmities with adults, and I don't have the brains of the second and third misses." There is a problem, what can I do to you? Isn’t it? So, relax a little, smile, ten years less, so that you can live a long life..."

Such ambiguous explanations and plausible threats made people feel even more uneasy. Chu Mu clearly saw Ling Xiang's body shaking a few times when he walked out, almost unable to stand still.

Linger Lingsan's roar came from the outside, and after a while the noise gradually faded away, and the silence was restored, and the inner room had already quieted down. Qiao Ye's whole body relaxed, and she fell limply into Chu Mu's arms. The smiling expression on the face is gone.

"Ye'er?" Chu Mu hugged her tightly and patted her on the head lightly: "Okay, it's over, you won, don't be sad, don't cry..."

Qiao Ye bit her lip, buried her head deeply in his chest, and clenched the clothes on his chest with her fingers, shook her head, choked up and said: "Chu Mu, I'm not sad, I'm very happy, I never take revenge As the goal of life, otherwise living, wouldn’t it be too tiring? My revenge is just to make me happy and make them unhappy... I do this, right? "

Chu Mu hugged her tightly, resting his resolute chin on the top of her head, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, closed his eyes and sighed: "Yes, little fool, you did it right, there is no such thing in this world People have more direction in life than you. You have to keep going like this, and keep being happy..."

Chu Mu took Qiao Ye's hand and walked out of Ming Yuxuan, just happened to encounter a familiar black sedan chair passing by, as if in response, the curtain of the sedan chair window was raised from inside, and a pair of purple pupils looked over inadvertently , Then, it stopped on Qiao Ye's body and did not move away for a long time.

Qiao Ye also saw him, and thought, Chu Li should go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He seems to be busier now than before, but it has nothing to do with her.She raised her lips, smiled politely at the person in the sedan chair, and said nothing else, she took Chu Mu's arm and said, "Let's go, let's go home, I want to eat a lot of delicious food today."

Chu Mu's big hand covered hers, and her amber peach eyes sparkled: "Go. Go home and eat."

The two of them didn't take a sedan chair, but just walked leisurely on the long street, holding hands, and from time to time, they fought and squabbled, and their backs looked unusually harmonious.

The black sedan chair didn't stop, and the direction was also different from theirs, gradually drifting away.Chu Li put down the curtain, leaned back mockingly, and gently closed his eyes: that petite figure dreamed every night, but the shadow in the dream was far less beautiful than reality.Seeing her or not seeing her, the void in my heart can never be filled.

When reviewing official documents, looking at the black and white paper, he always remembered that in the No. [-] private room of "The World Is Beautiful", he held her hand and wrote their names one stroke at a time——

Qiao Li.

The girl at that time was so well-behaved. When she saw him, she blushed and was always so obedient, like a child who hadn't grown up. He thought he could tell her how much he loved her in his heart in a few years. .

"Brother Seven, people have to change, don't they?" Three years later, she said that, did she become calm, or did he become less calm?In any case, she couldn't accept the reality that she already belonged to someone else.So, I felt sorry for myself, and even hated my own name—it was so unlucky, and I would never have a safe life anyway...

joe from...

July is my mother's favorite month. I didn't understand why before, but I found out when I went to northern Xinjiang. It turns out that Roulan snow lotus blooms best in July.Grandpa said that the soul of the Roulan tribe is attached to the Roulan snow lotus, and the Roulan snow lotus in the Nirvana Pool of Biyuan Temple is full of moon and moon flowers, and there is no joy or anger at all, as if it has been assimilated by Buddhism Holy things are no longer flowers in the world.

However, July is ominous.

According to the decrees of Chudu, no marriages, housewarmings, or celebrations are allowed in July. In short, all things related to auspiciousness are prohibited.

As usual, in the dead of night, I went to Biyuan Temple through the secret road. In the secret room in the backyard, the lonely shadow of the old man was cast on the coffin, which was stretched long under the light of the wall lamp.Chu Li hadn't spoken to him for a long time, he just walked to the coffin and gently wiped off the dust that fell on the coffin.

The secret room was so quiet that there was not even a sound of breathing.

The old man suddenly said, "Li'er, are you ready?"

Chu Li's hand stopped for a moment, and then repeated the action just now, rubbing the cold coffin over and over again, without responding.

The old man sighed leisurely: "I saw her on the street today." He also saw Chu Li in the sedan chair.It's just that his attention was so distracted at the time that he didn't notice him.

Chu Li turned his head abruptly, his purple pupils looked at the old man coldly, and said with a sneer, "What do you want to do to her again?!"

The old man shook his head slightly, and said softly, "Li'er, grandpa is wrong."

Chu Li pursed her thin lips tightly and said nothing, her purple pupils were deep.

The old man continued: "The older you get, the more you start to miss the old days, and you can't help yourself. Li'er, grandpa is already 80 years old, how much time do you have left? I just want to see your great enemy in my lifetime." I have to report that you have lived too hard in this life, and grandpa has never lived a stable life. When Roulan was still alive, he thought that the tribe would be swallowed at any time. When Bili became the concubine of Chu, grandpa thought that from then on The Lan Shisan Division was safe, but began to worry day by day whether Bi Li would be safe in the Chu Palace. But in the end, things backfired, lost his wife and lost his army, the tribe was wiped out, and Bi Li also...hehe..."

As he spoke, the old man became resentful, and his hoarse voice became louder: "The man on the dragon chair is a beast in human skin, despicable and shameless, treacherous, not only ruined Roulan Thirteen, but also killed Bi Glass!"

Chu Li didn't want to hear any more, and closed his eyes. These things have been clear to him since he was six years old. His father wiped out his mother's tribe, but after learning of his mother's death, he remained indifferent. Sit upright.

I used to think, is that person really heartless?If he, Chu Li, hadn't climbed to his current position step by step by virtue of his own ability, his father might not have even asked where he died.

"So what if you're ready?" Chu Li sneered suddenly, "Without a proper title, even if you kill him, it's just paving the way for others. Fu Wanying wishes I could do it first. What she covets is nothing more than the throne. Whether the person in question dies or not is the second."

"Li'er, grandpa has hidden his identity for so many years, but he just hopes to avenge Roulan's thirteen clans and Bi Li. Although Roulan is weak, it is the place where grandpa's clansmen have lived their entire lives. The city was massacred for three days and three nights, and ten Kill all the people of the three tribes, such a madman is not worthy of being your father. Waiting is painful, as long as you are in pain, grandpa will be in pain as long as it is, family hatred and country hatred... Hehe, Li'er, whether you forgive or not Forgive me, anyway, I don't have much time to live, before that, I hope to see you win again..." The old man was emotional at first, but gradually faded away.

Old people over eighty years old lament life and death over and over again, and there is a taste of desolation that cannot be dismissed.Chu Li pursed his lips tightly: "I will take care of my affairs myself, you just take care of yourself." No matter what, he is his only relative in this world.

"Li'er, grandpa knows that you hate me." The old man smiled suddenly and shook his head.

"..." Chu Li didn't respond.

be the default.

"In the future, if you want to be with her, you can be together. Grandpa will never stop her." The old man said.

Chu Li was stunned, his purple pupils were getting darker and darker, and the bottom of the cold pool seemed to be invisible, he sneered: "Thank you for your tolerance and kindness. I should go."

Turn around and leave without looking back.

What's the use of saying more?It was too late, she would never come back... When her heart was still tied to him, he was forced to give up on her, and could only watch from afar, now she belonged to someone else, Seeing him, he would only smile politely, and would not even say anything unnecessary. How could he accept such a big turning point?It's hard for him to speak so lightly...

The best things are already in the past, so what should be done now is to drive those people to a desperate situation, the most beautiful situation.

(End of this chapter)