Distressed wife

Chapter 887
"Yes." Yunxiang answered with downcast eyes, and then retreated.

Until evening, Yun Xiang hurried in, "Miss, Concubine Rong has passed away."

"En." Mu Ziyan said in a low voice, "What can she say?"

"I don't know." Yun Xiang whispered, "I just sent you this appointed man."

Mu Ziyan raised her hand to take it, and when she opened it, it was a letter. She smiled helplessly, "Concubine Rong is really infatuated with Prince Liang."

"Miss..." Yun Xiang looked at her, "But what should I do?"

"She will never be able to win King Liang's heart, so why should she be buried with King Liang after she dies? Even if she is seen from a distance, it will only add to the sadness, so don't pay attention to it." Mu Zi Smoke said lightly.

"Yes." Yunxiang bowed her head in response, and retreated.

She looked down at the letter in her hand, with a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, raised her hand to ignite the letter, and watched her turn into ashes.

Love always makes a woman a fool, and Concubine Rong is no exception. She knows it's impossible but does it, but in the end it's just a loss for both sides, and she hangs herself with a heartbroken end.

Mu Ziyan knew that after the death of King Liang, Concubine Rong no longer wanted to live. It was not easy for her to survive until now, and what she said just now when she entered the palace completely annihilated her last hope. In the end, he chose to accompany her with death, but he couldn't do it, so he buried her beside King Liang.

She got up slowly and looked at the moonlight through the window. She was also crazy about love, but it was based on being used and deceived. Therefore, her humble love was not worth it. , why should she wrong herself?
Love is too difficult, too tiring, hurting others and yourself, but it is not as good as being pure-hearted and ascetic.

She closed the window with a low smile, turned around and got on the bed, and went to rest by herself.

The next day, the news of Concubine Rong's death came out, and it seemed that things were not going well in Beijing at the beginning of New Year's Eve, and people went there one after another.

The four concubines, now only Concubine Liu and Concubine Ru are left, the concubines in the harem are still fighting secretly, it is an endless, endless struggle.

Mu Ziyan didn't like the harem, she was cunning and insidious, but there was nothing she could do.

But now, even if she is not trapped in that wall, she cannot escape the fate of playing tricks. All she has done is to live well.

"Miss, Prince Qing has arrived, but the third prince has regained nearly twenty cities centered on Jiazhou in just half a month." Rue Xiang handed her the secret letter as she spoke.

After Mu Ziyan opened the secret letter to read, she just smiled faintly, "Let them fight, anyway, they won't be able to burn the capital for a while."

"Yes." Rue Xiang replied with lowered eyes.

After a while, Bi Yun came in, "Miss, the guests have arrived."

"Oh?" Mu Ziyan raised her eyes slightly, "How many people?"

"Two people, a man and a woman." Biyun said in a low voice, "The man is slightly longer, and looks to be about the same age as the young master, and the woman is about the same age as the young lady."

"Go and have a look." Mu Ziyan nodded in response.

"Yes." Biyun replied, and then stepped forward to take Mu Ziyan's outer cover.

After getting dressed properly, she stepped out of the Yanluo courtyard and went to the front hall.

After they got there, the atmosphere in the front hall seemed a little weird, they were relatives, but they were strangers, so they only exchanged polite words with each other, but they didn't know how to continue.

After Mu Ziyan entered, she looked up at the man and woman sitting there. The man was handsome and majestic, and the woman was elegant and refined. She walked up and said in a low voice, "These two are guests, right?"

"Yan'er, you came just in time." Mu Qingyuan raised his eyes and looked at Mu Ziyan and said.

"You think this is my cousin?" The man spoke first, stood up and cupped his hands towards her.

Mu Ziyan looked at him and said, "This is my cousin."

"Exactly." The man replied with a smile, but he was much more relaxed, and then said, "This is my younger sister, her name is Ji Yong."

"So grandma's maiden name is Ji?" Mu Ziyan found out now, and said with a low smile, "Because grandma passed away for too long, so I don't know much about grandma's maiden family. I hope my cousin and cousin will forgive me."

"Cousin doesn't need to be like this. She has no choice but to come to visit suddenly. I should be the one who forgives me." The man's name was Ji Zheng, and he quickly answered with his head bowed.

Mu Qingyuan looked at Ji Zheng who was advancing and retreating in front of him, and there was nothing wrong with etiquette and rules. Presumably he was from his mother's natal family, so there was no difference.

Mu Qingyuan's memory of his mother is also quite blurred. After all, his mother passed away when he was four years old, so what he can remember is his mother's kind and bright eyes, and her doting smile on him.

Looking at Ji Yong at the side now, it seems that he saw a little shadow of his mother.

Seeing that Ji Zheng was so polite without the slightest frivolity, Mu Ziyan lowered her eyes and smiled, "Cousin and cousin are tired from the journey, and the guest room has been prepared early in the morning. Why don't you ask cousin to have a rest first, and then look at it carefully?" How about talking?"

"That's very good." Ji Zheng replied with a smile, without any displeasure or inappropriateness during the whole process.

Immediately, Mu Ziyan led the two of them into the back hall.

Seeing Mu Qingyuan's expression, Mrs. Qi stepped forward and said, "It's rare for someone to come from my mother's family. Although I have lost contact for decades, I still know that there are relatives in my mother's family."

"En." Mu Qingyuan nodded in response, and pulled Mrs. Qi into his arms.

Mu Ziyan looked at Ji Yong who was beside him who was silent, and said in a low voice, "Cousin, don't be restrained, I will treat this place as my home in the future."

Ji Yan nodded shyly, "Your cousin."

Seeing her like this, Mu Ziyan smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite, cousin."

Ji Zheng said in a low voice, "Cousin, it's a bit abrupt to visit today."

"Cousin must be here to discuss something?" Seeing his flustered expression, Mu Ziyan knew that something important must have happened when they came.

"It's a long story." Ji Zheng didn't want to go around in circles either, as if it was because of his personality, so he didn't hide anything.

Seeing that he was so forthright, Mu Ziyan said in a low voice, "How about that, cousin and cousin should have a good rest first, before it's too late."

"That's the only way to go." Ji Zheng nodded in response, and didn't say any more.

After sending the two of them to the guest room, Mu Ziyan turned around and went to Jiyue Courtyard.

Mu Qingyuan looked up at her, and said in a low voice, "Your cousin looks somewhat similar to your grandmother."

"En." Mu Ziyan nodded, she had seen the portrait of her grandmother before, so when she first saw Ji Yong, she had a feeling of déjà vu.

"Since they're here, let them stay in peace." Qi said in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)