Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 192
"It's not inconvenient, it's just that things happened a long time ago!" Xiao Qingyu took the hairpin on the table and put it on Mu Yutang's delicate bun, his clear voice echoed slowly.

"Sixteen years ago, the Chu family was the number one nobleman in the capital. Several capable people served as officials in the court, and their status was second only to the royal family surnamed Xiao. The most famous Chu family was Chu Muyan, the eldest son of Chu Zuoxiang. Rushen, who commanded the entire Xuantie army, was the commander of the frontier, and also a friend of Prince Chen. When Prince Chen rebelled, and the first emperor sent people to arrest him, Chu Muyan led his troops to resist and was killed. The nine clans of the Chu family were beheaded, and the nobles of the Chu family ceased to exist! "

Xiao Qingyu said it lightly, and Mu Yutang was secretly startled when he heard it. The relationship between the famous and noble families is intricate.

Anyone with a relationship with the surname Chu, even the most trivial people, will be killed. No wonder she has never been able to find out anyone with the surname Chu in the capital. The family was exterminated 16 years ago.

The first emperor was really ruthless, one person made a mistake, the nine clans joined together, and his son rebelled, why didn't he kill all of his own nine clans?
Thinking of the ambiguous information from the old lady, Mu Yutang returned to the subject: "Master Xiao, how old was Chu Aimuyan when he died? Did you get married?"

Xiao Qingyu looked into her bright eyes, with a smile in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "He was 20 or 21 years old at the time, and he has reached the age of marriage, and he has not yet married!"

"Then does he have a fiancée, or a woman he likes?" Mu Yutang knew that in ancient times, both men and women married early, women could marry after their fifteenth birthday, and men could marry after they came of age. Chu Muyan is so outstanding, and so early When you reach the age of marriage, you must be surrounded by many noble women.

"I don't really know. The Xueyi guards only look at the country and the military affairs, and are not interested in their personal affairs!" Xiao Qingyu's clear voice was like the strings of a piano, and it was melodious.

However, Mu Yutang's face was slumped. After learning about Chu's surname, she didn't get any useful information.

Women in ancient times valued the most honor and integrity. As a marshal in the army, Chu Muyan knew the etiquette and law-abiding. Even if he had a sweetheart, he should keep in touch with him in secret. Before marrying a woman, he would not make it known to everyone.

Besides, the Chu family is a big family, and Chu Muyan is not the only young and promising man, and the little Chu that the old lady talks about is not necessarily Chu Muyan.

Su Xueqing is dead, and the Chu family is also dead. Even if she finds out the truth, nothing will change...

"What are you thinking about?" The faint fragrance of green lotus lingered all over her body, Xiao Qingyu finished combing her hair, and stood quietly in front of Mu Yutang.

There was a corner of the wall behind her, and Mu Yutang couldn't back any longer, and she was close to Xiao Qingyu's body. She was not used to it, so she moved her body slightly, and seeing herself in the mirror, she smiled perfunctorily: "You combed The bun is so delicate, it looks better than Ya'er's comb!"

Xiao Qingyu looked at her blushing little face, with a smile in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If you like, I can comb your hair for a lifetime!"

Mu Yutang was taken aback, and smiled unnaturally. The two of them had very different identities, so it was enough to comb their hair in a bun this time, and there was no need to comb it for a lifetime...

"Yutang!" The clear voice carried an ambiguous message, and a clean, refreshing breath sprayed her ears, and her strong arms hugged her waist tightly.

Mu Yutang woke up suddenly, looking at Xiao Qingyu's handsome face close at hand, she blinked and said with a smile: "Xiao Shizi, it's getting late, I'm going back home, see you tomorrow!"

Su Bai's small hand tried hard to break Xiao Qingyu's arm around her waist, but the moment the arm was raised, his elbow hit his chest.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Xiao Qingyu let go of his arms, coughing violently, his lips were pale, and his face was even more bloodless.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Yutang didn't use too much force. She bumped into an ordinary person, and it hurt for a while. People who practice martial arts can't even blink their eyes, but Xiao Qingyu was hit by her. seriously ill.

"It's okay!" Xiao Qingyu's voice was weak, and the violent cough slowed down a bit, a little blood oozes faintly from between his pale lips, Mu Yutang frowned tightly at the sight, it's nothing to worry about, he clearly had a serious accident: "Have you brought your medicine?"

"You don't need to take medicine, just rest for a while!" Xiao Qingyu looked tired, his deep eyes were stained with fatigue, and Xin Chang's body was crumbling.

Mu Yutang hurriedly supported his arm, a trace of worry flashed in her cold eyes: "There's a bed over there, I'll help you over there!"

Xiao Qingyu nodded, and leaned against Mu Yutang weakly, with most of his body's weight on her.

Mu Yutang was fifteen years old, petite, and carried little weight. As soon as Xiao Qingyu pressed down, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead instantly, like a mountain pressing down on the top. She supported him with difficulty, and moved forward step by step.

Xiao Qingyu looked at her slightly frowned brows, her depressed face, and a faint smile appeared in her obsidian eyes.

I don't know how long it took to move, and finally came to the front of the bed. Mu Yutang carefully helped Xiao Qingyu lie down on the bed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally settled him down. Why is he so heavy? ?
Before the slander was finished, her wrist suddenly tightened. Mu Yutang was caught off guard, and was pulled onto the bed. Her back touched the soft brocade mattress. Xiao Qingyu's handsome face was in front of her eyes, and she smiled softly: "You are tired too, take a rest." Just a while!"

"Xiao Qingyu, you actually pretended to be sick!" Two clusters of anger burned in Mu Yutang's cold pupils. Fortunately, she had worked so hard to help him, but she was actually cheated.

Glancing at him fiercely, Mu Yutang struggled to sit up, but saw Xiao Qingyu suddenly let go of his hand, and fell on his back on the bed, his fingers tightly clutching his chest, his brows were slightly frowned, as if in great pain.

Mu Yutang frowned, remembering that Xiao Qingyu's illness was in his chest, and his heart and lungs are very fragile organs. If she bumped into his serious illness, he would definitely feel uncomfortable: "How are you?"

"It's okay!" Xiao Qingyu frowned, and said softly, "I need to rest well, don't move around anymore."

Mu Yutang blinked: "Then I'll go down, so I can take care of you!"

Xiao Qingyu's illness was caused by her, and it was her responsibility to take care of him. She was lying on the bed, but she couldn't take care of others.

Seeing that Mu Yutang was about to get up, Xiao Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a painful breath.

Mu Yutang paused and looked at him worriedly: "Are you feeling bad?"

"You move, the bed moves, and my chest hurts!" Xiao Qingyu's eyes flashed a light smile, and his voice was weak and weak: "You just lie down and don't move, wait until I recover almost before going down. "

"How can I take care of you while I'm lying down?" Mu Yutang knew that Xiao Qingyu was in great pain when he was ill. She didn't hit his chest on purpose, but she almost made him ill. She felt a little guilty and wanted to make it up to him.

(End of this chapter)