"Mom, why did you open the window again? The snow hasn't melted yet, so I caught a cold again." Mu Chenfeng raised her hand to close the open window, then picked up the cloak and put it on Mrs. Gu.
Mrs. Gu glanced at Mu Chenfeng, wiped the corners of her eyes, put away the things in her hands, shook her head and said with a smile, "It's nothing, I just want to see the scenery outside."
"Mom, do you miss your sister again?" Mu Chenfeng looked at the small golden lock on Mrs. Gu's hand and asked with a sigh.
"You said that Yue'er was lost when she was three years old. It has been five years now, and I don't know if she is still there. I don't know when I will see her again. My poor Yue'er is all my fault. If I didn't let them take Yue'er to the lantern festival, I wouldn't..." Mrs. Gu said, wiping her tears again, her voice a little choked.
Mu Chenfeng raised his hand and patted Mrs. Gu's shoulder gently, and comforted softly: "Mom, don't be too sad, dad has been looking for me for so many years, not to mention that my sister is blessed with good fortune, so everything will be fine. "
"Well, we must find her, we must find Yue'er. I only look forward to seeing her once in my life. Even if I die, I will be satisfied." Mrs. Gu said, wiping away tears again.
"Aunt, look what I brought you. Your favorite... Aunt, what's wrong? Why are you crying so well? Did someone make you unhappy?" Mu Xiaoxiao held a bag of snacks. When he walked in from the outside and saw Mrs. Gu crying, he didn't care about other things and asked hurriedly.
Mrs. Gu raised her head and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's beautiful face, with red phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, and a fox fur cloak wrapping her petite body, and she immediately smiled.
"Xiaoxiao, why did you come here so late? Is it cold outside?" Mrs. Gu waved her hand lovingly and asked.
Mu Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "It's not cold. I'm here to deliver snacks to aunt. These are the snacks from Taohuazhai. Auntie always likes them best, isn't she?"
"By the way, if Auntie has encountered something unhappy, why don't you tell Xiaoxiao so that Xiaoxiao can make Auntie happy." Mu Xiaoxiao said, picked up the handkerchief, and carefully wiped Mrs. Gu's tears. .
Mrs. Gu looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's movements, and a warm current flowed through her heart. If Yue'er was still here, she must be so filial and sensible, and she must be more beautiful than Xiaoxiao.
"I'm just thinking about Yue'er. It's been five years and I still don't have any clues. I'm afraid..." Mrs. Gu said, feeling a little uncomfortable again.
Hearing Mrs. Gu's words, Mu Xiaoxiao lowered her head, her eyes were red, and then she said guiltily: "Aunt, it's all my fault. I didn't take good care of sister Yue back then. Aunt, please hit me. It's all my fault."
"Silly boy, you were only seven years old five years ago. How can I blame you? You are lucky enough not to have been captured by that trafficker. How can I blame you?" Mrs. Gu touched her gently. Mu Xiaoxiao said in a gentle tone.
Mu Chenfeng also nodded and said: "Yes, Xiaoxiao, you don't need to blame yourself. If you said that, wouldn't you blame me? If I hadn't fought with others during the lantern festival, those servants wouldn't have started the fight. , it’s all my fault for putting you in jail and losing my sister.”
"Okay, don't say it anymore, don't say it anymore." Mrs. Gu waved her hand and said in a weak voice.
Mu Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "No more, no more, please try the almond cake I brought, is it delicious?"
"Okay, let me try Xiaoxiao's almond cake." Mrs. Gu smiled and nodded, raised her hand to pinch a piece of almond cake and put it in her mouth, and her mouth was immediately filled with saliva.
"Is it delicious?" Mu Xiaoxiao blinked and asked with a smile.
Mrs. Gu smiled and nodded and said, "It's delicious. Everything Xiaoxiao brought is delicious. It's much better than these two brats who don't know how to respect me at all."
"Mom, you said bad things about me again, but I heard them all." Mu Yunxiao opened the curtain and walked in, looked at Mrs. Gu and said with a smile.
"We went to play again. Look, these clothes are all wet. Let grandma take you to change quickly, otherwise your father will scold you again." Mrs. Gu looked at Mu Yunxiao, who had a childish face. She looked at his clothes that were soaked and said with some distress.
Mu Yunxiao smiled and said, "I went to arrest someone today, the girl I told my mother about before."
"Xiao'er, why are you doing this? Catching criminals is a matter for Dali Temple and the Ministry of Punishment. Why are you joining in the fun? You must remember that you are the son of my Mu family. From now on, you will go to the battlefield to defend your family and the country. Not to deal with those sneaky things." Mrs. Gu restrained her smile when she heard Mu Yunxiao's words.
"Oh, I understand." Mu Yunxiao nodded as his voice sounded muffled.
Mrs. Gu looked at her son's expression and felt that her words were a bit harsh, and then said: "It's getting late, let Chuntao take you back and get some rest early."
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"Go in."
As the officer spoke, he roughly pushed Ning Baixin into the cell, and then locked the door. Ning Baixin fell to the ground and trembled, climbed up with his lame legs, and calmly dusted himself off. With the dust off his body, he walked inside and found a place to sit down.
She looked around. Except for one wall, the other three sides were cages made of iron pillars. The ground was wet soil, and a cockroach and a mouse would run out from time to time.
To be honest, in her last life, she suffered all kinds of hardships, except that she never went to prison. Before following Qin Lin, she also came to the prison, but not to go to prison, but to comfort those who were in prison.
There were Qin Lin's enemies, and she went to persuade them to let those in prison tell the truth about the enemies. There were also some people who were Qin Lin's, and she went to silence them. In short, it was a very unlucky place.
Now she seems to have to feel it. Maybe like those people she dealt with before, they were dragged out on a shabby mat and thrown into a mass grave.
Then she thought of Mu Yunxiao whom she met during the day. His words were still in front of her eyes and in her ears. He said that he was lowly and that he should go to jail...
Mu Yunxiao, I...Should I hate you, but I can't, Mu Yunxiao...
Ning Baixin sat on the ground, her eyes filled with tears. She lowered her head and looked at her calf. It was no longer bleeding, but it still hurt. She tore off a strip from her clothes and simply bandaged the wound. , and kept this sitting posture.