The concubine's concubine is very charming

Chapter 209 Night of Ghost Valley

Su Mo'er's heart ached unbearably, but at this moment, there was a feeling of relief in her heart.No matter how many turbulent and tragic growth experiences he has experienced, Mu Shengye is still alive and well.Those who wanted him dead didn't see him wagging his tail and begging for mercy, neither human nor ghost.On the contrary, he has become a generation of palace master who is unique in martial arts, and a generation of war god who leads the three armies on the battlefield.

Mu Shengye is a man, a hero!

Su Mo'er looked at Yao Lao and saw that there was a complex expression on his face, she frowned suspiciously, and after a while, asked in a deep voice: "Yao Lao! After talking so much, now you can Tell me, who sent Mu Shengye here in exchange for Chu Yichen?"

"Why should I tell you?" Yao Lao looked at Su Moer leisurely.

Su Mo'er looked at the expression of the old monster in front of her at this moment, and suddenly felt a little familiar, but she couldn't explain why for a while, she just felt that there was a familiar figure swaying in front of her like this, but she couldn't see the face.

"I'm going to stay in Ghost Valley from now on. If you don't tell me, I won't let it go. If you ask me a thousand times a day, you won't be afraid of being annoyed to death by me?" Su Mo'er blinked her eyes and smiled slyly.

Yao Lao looked Su Mo'er up and down, and said with a cold snort, "I think you are somewhat similar to the black beast in front of my cave."

"Your black beast can't speak, but I can open my eyes and talk non-stop. If you don't believe me, starting tomorrow, you old man can try my power."

This is not the ordinary gossip that Su Moer was interested in before. There is a mystery that has been brewing in her heart for a long time. Just a mere possibility will make her feel pain in her heart.

Yao Lao smiled slightly, seeing Su Mo'er's unconcealed anxiety under her smile, waved his sleeves and said indifferently: "Since you want to know, it's okay to tell you."

Su Mo'er was overjoyed, and looked at Yao Lao eagerly.

"Mu Chengye was personally sent by his father to exchange for His Highness the Third King Han. It was Mu Chengye's biological father. He was the one who carried the three-year-old Mu Chengye up the mountain, and then put down his son to lead Chu Yichen. left."

Ghost Valley's night is not so cold.

Su Moer was lying in a stone house carved out of the rock, with a wooden bed covered with a mattress made of coconut palm and straw. She was covered with a thick cloak. firewood.

The room is warm and harmonious.

"Mu Chengye, is this the room you slept in when you were a child?" Su Mo'er lay there, looking around at everything in the small stone house.Wooden tables, wooden beds, pens, inks, papers and inkstones... This shabby room is full of fragrance.

Mu Shengye is such a person, no matter how rough the environment is, he can be calm and elegant, as bright as a lotus.

"Hmm!" Mu Shengye sat between the two braziers, filled them with firewood, and responded softly.

"You knew how to read and write when you were so young? Who taught you?" The ancients had Kaimeng earlier than modern people, but Mu Shengye was only three years old when he came to Guigu, and Yao Lao would definitely not teach him, so here Since the pen, ink, paper and inkstone belonged to Mu Shengye, he must have been able to read and write before coming to Ghost Valley.

"My father taught me!" Mu Shengye didn't look up, but focused on watching the new firewood in his hand being ignited. The bright flame made his picturesque eyebrows look more vivid and beautiful!

"Your father? What kind of person is he?"

Mu Shengye said: "I don't really remember! I just remember that whenever he was free, he would hug me and write on the desk. Sometimes he would let me sit by his side and listen to him play the flute!"

"What are you writing? What are you blowing about?"

Su Mo'er's frozen body warmed up a lot. She turned over and looked at Mu Shengye who was facing her with his head bowed in the firelight.I saw that he still didn't look up at her, but took a half-burned firewood and wrote strokes on the ground: The body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is a ghost.

Su Mo'er was silent, only hearing the crackling of firewood in the brazier.

"Then do you remember, did your father treat you well?"

Mu Chengye raised his head and looked at Su Mo'er with a slight smile. That smile was like a ray of spring breeze in the cold winter, making him feel warm.

"Mo'er, go to sleep! I'll watch over you!"

The doubts in Su Mo'er's heart were getting bigger and bigger. She sat up abruptly and asked willfully: "Tell me quickly, how is your father treating you? You are so smart, you will definitely not forget everything, think about it carefully! "

Mu Chengye shook his head helplessly, sighed and said: "In my impression, my mother always left me to my father. In my limited childhood memory, my father was very good to me."

The doubts in Su Mo'er's heart were not solved, but made her even more confused.She looked at Mu Chengye quietly, trying to imagine the face of the deceased Mourinho on his face, not knowing what a handsome and outstanding man he would be.

How could he be so ruthless at that time that he exchanged his own son for someone else's child.

I don't know if he couldn't help turning his head when he heard the heart-piercing cry of little Mu Shengye.

Su Mo'er retracted herself into the cloak, and there was a long silence between the two of them. She told Mu Shengye about her plan to stay in Guigu, and saw him wrinkle tightly after hearing this without any surprise. He frowned, but he didn't say anything, he just threw the firewood in his hand into the brazier heavily.

"If you want to stay here, then I will accompany you!"

Su Mo'er shook her head vigorously, and said the old cliché again: "Mu Shengye, you are different from me. You have a family, a grandfather, and the Duke Mu's mansion. Although Guigu is cruel, it is also simple. Outside, Is it the land of the king in the whole world, is it the king's minister on the shore of the land, the surname is Chu. Chu Yichen has already spread the sky and the earth outside. If I go out of the valley, I will be caught by him. And I will implicate you, I'd better stay here with peace of mind so that I won't harm others or myself." Seeing Mu Chengye's frown tightened, she chuckled, "Of course, I won't stay here forever. Naturally, I still have to find a way to get out of the limelight, why don't you and Qiao Chuning leave quietly first, and leave me alone."

Mu Chengye glanced at Su Mo'er, and said without any room for negotiation: "I think there is nothing more than you in the end, if you really worry about the world's surname Chu and fear of hurting me, then how about I change the world's surname? "

Su Mo'er was stunned for a moment, seeing that Mu Chengye didn't intend to make a joke at all, she couldn't help but said, "You want me to become a confidante, a disaster for the country and the people?"

"If the Mu family had wanted to seize this world long ago, Emperor Chang Wu's throne would not have remained stable until today. The Mu family would not bother to take it away, and could not bear to see the people dying and the people displaced. But if Mo'er is always so afraid of hurting me, I don't mind being angry at the crown and becoming a beauty."

(End of this chapter)