Ye Meixi was hit by surprise, and his chest seemed to be in pain like a thousand arrows piercing his heart. His beautiful eyes flowed, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with bright red blood, a charming smile was hooked on his delicate lips, and his beautiful face was even more revealing. The pitiful love, with that palm, he rolled to the ground, his bright red clothes wrapped his enchanting figure, he propped up his body, slowly prostrate on the ground, towards Feng Aotian Climb up.
Feng Aotian saw the stubbornness in his heart, he was telling himself, no matter how far he left, would he come back? Because this body belongs to her.
Her cold phoenix eyes concealed a deep chill, looking directly at him.
He raised his eyes, still smiling like a flower, stubbornly, crawling forward slowly with the only trace of strength he had left, this year, in her eyes, he was just a plaything, but these days, she Her tenderness and concern for him, her devotion to him, injected a little bit of warmth into his already dry heart, making him feel that someone in this world still cares about him, although it wasn't her sincerity, but it was. Her sincerity, isn't that enough
He once hated the world and everyone around him. His past was just a joke, but now, he wants to live a good life, not for others, but for himself.
He gradually lost consciousness, until the standing figure in front of him became more and more blurred, until he carved her face and expression deeply in his heart, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he slowly closed his eyes, he suddenly rejoiced , and sent her to the border gate with his own hands. If it weren't for the border gate, perhaps, he would never know the meaning of his life.
Feng Aotian sat on the soft couch and watched him crawling towards her with all his strength, the firmness in his eyes made her heart move slightly, she knew that Ye Meixi had his stubbornness, that was Pride in his bones.
She got up and walked forward slowly, every step she took was firm. For the first time, she wanted to take good care of someone, but because of the desolation and desolation behind that smile, she walked to his place for ten steps. In front of him, he squatted halfway, lifted him up, gently picked him up, turned around, left the bedroom, and walked towards Yihuan Pavilion.
Feng Yinqi, who was lying on the bed, lifted the gauze and watched the back of Feng Aotian leave. A gloom flashed in his eyes. He heard the situation just now and stared blankly at the ceiling. In my mind, what am I
Feng Aotian crossed the corridor with Ye Meixi in his arms, lowered his head, looked at his pale face, the blood on the corner of his mouth was not dry, like a broken puppet, lifeless.
Waiting with joy at the door of Yihuan Pavilion, I saw the Prince Regent slowly approaching from a distance, and hurriedly knelt down to greet him, "The servant sees the Prince Regent."
"Well, get up." Feng Aotian said in a cold voice, then carried it inside, walked into the house, and said in a deep voice, "Waiting at the door."
"Yes." He replied with joy, and stood at the door with his head bowed.
Feng Aotian put Ye Meixi on the bed, stretched out his hand, felt his pulse, took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his bosom, poured out a pill, and fed it to him. The palm of his hand gathered his inner strength and pushed it to his heart, a white light enveloped him. on both of them.
A carriage passed through the bustling streets, and the bustling crowd finally stopped at a mansion.
"Concubine Mu, it's here." The groom was a member of the regent's palace, so he honored Mu Hanjin as Concubine Mu.
Mu Hanjin stabilized his mind, lifted the curtain of the car, raised his eyes, the sun was very dazzling, he couldn't help closing his eyes and slowly opened them, two majestic characters were written on the high-front door plaque, "Mu's house ".
There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't wait to get off the carriage. The servants who were waiting in the house saw the person coming, thinking it was dazzling, and rubbed his eyes a few times. When he could see clearly, he knelt on the ground excitedly and shouted loudly, "Second Young Master, you are back."
"Yeah." Mu Hanjin looked at the servant in front of him. This was the son of Mu's family, and he was finally a loyal servant of Mu's house. He stepped up slightly, wanting to cross the threshold, but he was reluctant to settle for a long time, for fear that he would be dreaming.
A servant had already run into the mansion to report, and he could be heard shouting in surprise from a distance, "Second Young Master has returned to the mansion! Madam, Second Young Master has returned to the mansion!"
"Second Young Master, why don't you go in?" The servant on the side looked at Mu Hanjin excitedly and asked softly.
Mu Hanjin turned his eyes, looked at him, and stepped in carefully. When his foot touched the ground, he just realized that this was not a dream. He then stepped in with the other foot, and the ecstasy in his heart was something that no one could understand. Got, his eyes were a little wet, two years, two whole years, he finally came back.
"Jin'er... Jin'er..." A vicissitudes of life and eager voice interrupted his thoughts in the distance. He quickly restrained his emotions and walked forward.
Every piece of bluestone here has a familiar taste. He seems a little anxious. This is the place he has been dreaming about for the past two years, and it is the place where he can't wait to fly. When he is supported by the maid, Mrs. Mu is coming. , when his favorite mother was kissing, he knelt on the ground with a "pop", and kowtowed three times, "Baby, please give my mother peace."
"Jin'er? Is it Jin'er? Is Jin'er back?" Mrs. Mu stepped forward tremblingly and stared at Mu Hanjin who was kneeling in front of her, tears in her eyes, she held back her tears and choked up asked.
"Mother, it's a baby, and the baby worries my mother." Mu Hanjin raised his eyes, and his clothes were wet with tears. He still remembered that two years ago, his mother was not pale, but now, her head is full of silver threads and her temples are mottled. , he felt guilty, his eldest brother was far away at the border, he was imprisoned in the regent's mansion for two years, his father had donated everything for the country, his mother had not yet come out of the pain of bereavement, and watched helplessly as his own child had an accident, this is no doubt It was the loss of two sons, how could she not be worried
It is conceivable that in the past two years, how she propped up this huge Mu Mansion and waited for their return with much faith and strong will.
Madam Mu stretched out her hand tremblingly, caressed Mu Hanjin's face carefully, and finally burst into tears, "My son, mother is finally waiting for you to come back."
"It's the child who is unfilial!" Mu Hanjin knelt in front of Mrs. Mu and fell into her arms, feeling guilty.
In a short while, the mother and son who had reunited after a long absence cried together, and no one could bear to disturb them, and the mother-in-law, maid, and servants on the side were even more silent.
"Cousin, just come back." A beautiful voice sounded, breaking such a warm and touching scene.
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When writing this chapter, Lemon felt distressed while writing. Whether it is Ye Meixi or Mu Hanjin, they have their own helplessness and stories behind them. They are not weak, but forced to be helpless. Please believe that they will strong.
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Recommend a friend's very special favored article "Rebirth: The Daughter of the Daughter". Faced with his indifference and selfishness, and the aggressiveness of his younger sister, she would rather be broken than broken! The slender fingers lightly lit a monstrous fire, dressed in red and proud, she jumped into the fire!
In the fire, her anger splattered, and her red lips spit out a curse, accompanied by the word-character curse, which is a deep hatred of hatred and hatred of the world!
As soon as she opened her eyes, she had already returned to the age of eleven, and her icy eyes turned and swore to wander: those who love me, those who cherish me, I will protect them and preserve their wealth and glory for the rest of their lives. Those who hurt me, those who hurt me, I will make them pay back ten times, one hundred times, or even a thousand times!