Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Mu Ji saw the person in front of him, her palms clenched, and she pressed her lips patiently when she tried to speak several times.

When Muji first entered the palace and was being bullied, when Xueyiwei was squeezed everywhere, and when the life and death of the mission was uncertain, she thought countless times why her mother did this, was pushed to the person, why it was her. ?

The more noble a woman is, the greater the malice she will suffer after the disaster. Kneeling outside on the ice and snow, washing clothes, fingers covered with frostbite, enduring ridicule and ridicule from others day after day, being forced to feed tigers... This should have been something Yan Yao will experience, because Mu Ji is the slave's daughter. She deserves to suffer for Yanyao if she suffers hardship?

After several tiring days went back all day long and was still making things difficult for the maids, Mu Jia couldn't help but want to collapse and cry. She thought hard, she would yell at Mu Wei in the future, cut off the relationship, and never admit that Mu Wei is. Her mother. But when she really met Mu Wei, she realized that she couldn't even say a single sentence.

The painful questioning made her mouth suffocated. Finally, Mu Jia spoke in a tone that she felt strange to herself, and asked: "Why are you back?"

It's like meeting an old person who is not familiar with it on a street corner. It is inappropriate to walk away directly. It is too embarrassing to talk enthusiastically. You can only ask coldly, why did you come back.

Looking at her almost unrecognizable daughter, Mu Wei sighed deeply and said, "Aji, how have you been in the palace these years?"

Mu Jia had been enduring it all the time, but when she heard these words, her emotions suddenly broke through the fence. She sneered, tears in her eyes, and she almost gritted her teeth and asked: "What do you think? You have been with the lady for so many years, what will happen to the criminal servants and women in Yeting, don't you know?"

Mu Wei was silent, and a moment later said with difficulty: "It was A-niang who was sorry for you. But at that time, A-niang had nothing to do..."

"Don't say it!" Mu Jia burst out suddenly, "You feel very sorry for me, but even if you do it again, you will still choose Yan Yao, won't you?"

Mu Wei was silent. This kind of silence hurts people more than direct confession. Mu Ji would rather Mu Wei sophistry than tell her so **** that she is not as "life expensive" as Yan Yao.

Mu Jia raised her head, opened her eyes hard, and forced her tears back to the bottom of her eyes. When she faced Mu Wei again, she was much more stable, and once again recovered the unsmiling Xue Yiwei commander, and asked indifferently: "The first emperor gave the order and ordered the male family to commit suicide. The female family did not enter the court, and the rest were all exiled. Now your majesty does not. Without forgiving the speaker, if you return to Beijing privately, aren't you afraid that your sin will be aggravated?"

Mu Wei looked at her daughter who was guarding her daughter like a hedgehog, how could she not feel sad in her heart. Her mother was unable to provide her daughter with a superior life, and Mu Jia was burdened with the infamy of her biological father since she was a child, and she did not even participate in the most important stage of her daughter's growth. If they hadn't heard that the new Xueyiwei leader had been replaced by his Majesty, Mu Wei didn't know that her daughter had grown into an unexpected appearance even for her.

Mu Wei said: "Aji, I'm sorry for you in this life. If we can still be mothers and daughters in the next life, my mother will surely supply you ten times and one hundred times. But the young lady is innocent. She is such a golden and noble person, but she is forced to do it. Floating, hidden in the market all the year round, I can’t even sleep peacefully. The speaker is the most serious sin, and it should be over all these years. I heard that you are a guard by your majesty, can you intercede with your majesty , Let your Majesty re-examine Yanjia’s case back then?"

Mu Jia looked at Mu Wei, and the blood on her body slowly cooled down, and her anger and hatred disappeared at this moment. It turned out that this was the reason they came to her and wanted to use her to help Yanjia reverse the case.

Yan Yao just can't live in a comfortable room and can't wear bright clothes. Mu Wei feels that Yan Yao has been wronged by the sky, but what about Mu Jia all these years? Not to mention stability, she has to do her best even to live.

Mu Jia asked: "Why? Mrs. Yan is desperate to protect Yan Yao, I can understand, but why do you want to do this? You only saw me becoming a Xueyiwei, but why don't you think about it, how did I get here? One step? You asked me to plead for Yan's family. If it succeeds, Yan Yao can go back to be the eldest lady. If she fails, she won't lose anything, but what should I do?"

Mu Wei couldn't help crying, she walked a few steps closer, trying to hold Mu Jia's hand, but she was avoided by Mu Jia. Mu Wei shed tears and said: "This is the life of human beings. We are a mortal, and it’s okay to suffer some hardships, but the young lady and Erlang are Qing clan, how can we live such a humble life? It's my mother that I am sorry for you, and didn't give it. You are from a good background, if there is an afterlife..."

"How can there be any afterlife!" Mu Jia couldn't bear it, and angrily interrupted Mu Wei's words. She resisted the teardrops in her eyes, and stepped back, "I don't expect the next life, I just want to live well in this life. I can't do your request, so I'd better find another wise."

Mu Jia turned around and walked quickly out of the alley. Mu Wei felt a pain in her heart, and couldn't help shouting: "Ajia!"

Mujia stopped at the alley, the light from the street penetrated, and the outside was bright and lively, but the alley was dark and dark one step away, and it seemed that the sun would never shine in when it was cold.

Poverty and humbleness are the most terrible diseases. Death cannot stop maternal love, but humbleness can. The aristocratic family has always admired fate and destiny. The mortal clan is not of good blood, and is not as smart, beautiful, and hard-working as the Qing clan, and is destined to only do some lowly work. Over time, even Mu Wei believed it herself.

Mu Jia turned her back to Mu Wei, tears circled in her eyes. She said word by word: "If there is an afterlife, I would never be your daughter."

Mu Wei was stunned in the same place, the blood on her face faded away, as if she had received a major blow. After Mu Jia finished speaking, a tear suddenly fell from the corner of her eyes. She did not wipe her neck high, and walked out of the dark alley without looking back.

The laughter from the outside rushed towards her face, and Mu Jia felt like a world away for a while. She felt a movement, turned her head, and saw a man standing by the alley, standing tall and cold, and she didn't know how long she had been listening.

When she was a child, Mu Jia stayed with Yan Yao and was very familiar with this person. This is Yan Yao's second uncle, and the only Yan Ji who escaped the deadlock in his direct line and was regarded as the light of revitalization by everyone in the Yan family.

Mu Jia remembered the "Erlang" that Mu Wei had just mentioned, and realized that they had fled together all these years. I think that after Mu Wei left the Imperial City with Yan Yao, it didn't take long for him to be found by Yan Ji. It's no wonder that Mu Wei dared to come to the Imperial City, because it turned out that she had words to be confident.

Mu Ji and Yan Ji looked at each other, and quickly passed by. Mu Jia frowned, focusing heavily on the crowd, Yan Ji also retracted his eyes indifferently, and walked to the other side.

Mujia had been away for so long as a guard, which was already a major negligence. If someone knew about her, she would be dismissed from her post immediately. Mujia didn't dare to think about Yanjia anymore, so she hurried to find Mu Ce.

She hurried to the place where she was separated, worried all the way, but when she got close to the lamp shed, Mu Jia's pace gradually slowed down. She stood in the crowd, quietly looking ahead.

The lights are brilliant, fish, dragons and stars dance. Opposite him stood a beautiful young girl with firm eyes. Although there was a huge gap between her dress and Mu Ce, there was a sense of arrogance in her gestures. The two stood side by side. The woman seemed to disagree with Mu Ce's words. She shook her head and retorted neither humble nor arrogant. Everyone who passed by cast a glance at this place, without him, these two people were really too provocative.

It turned out to be her, Mu Jia muttered silently in her heart, and laughed self-deprecatingly.

It's no wonder that His Majesty hasn't sent anyone to look for it for so long. It turns out that he met a beautiful woman.

Just now in the broken pupil, Mu Jia saw that Mu Ce was tempted by a woman. At that time, Mu Jia couldn't see the woman's appearance. Now, Mu Jia finally knows. Her clothes are exactly the same as those in the broken eyes. Even if she hasn't seen her for many years and her appearance has changed drastically, Mu Jia can recognize her at a glance.

Yan Yao.

It seems that Yanyao's life in these years is not bad. Although her dress is ordinary, she has no setbacks in her eyes. Even if she talks to her Majesty, there are arguments and arguments, and she knows that she has never suffered. Mu Jia would not have such a look. Early in life, she taught her to bow her head to save her life and be cautious in her words and deeds. She would never dared to refute Mu Ce, let alone arguing with Mu Ce with her head upright like Yan Yao.

Yan Yao was still the same as when she was a child, she even dared to look up when she accidentally collided with the prince, as if she never knew what she was afraid of. Such a carefree and fearless woman, it is no wonder that the majesty who is above the top can make an exception, and it is no wonder that she can make her mother give without complaint.

Mu Jia felt a little at a loss, why Yan Yao could easily get something that she could only win with all her efforts. This is the case with my mother, and the same is true for Mu Ce.

Mu Jia didn't come forward wittily, and the two finally had a good time talking, Yan Yao turned and left, Mu Ce looked at her back with his hand, and did not move for a long time. Mu Jia's eyes were pierced by something, and the scene was exactly the same as the prophecy. She was fortunate enough to watch this scene happen with her own eyes.

Mu Ce had long known that Mu Jia had come, and knew who she had gone to see. Mu Ce was here waiting for her to come back, but he didn't want to see someone unexpectedly.

He recognized Yan Yao the first time he saw Yan Yao, Yan Yao pretended not to know him, and talked about lantern riddles with him. Mu Ce also accompany her in the performance, listening to her discussing the present from the past. Mu Ce's cooperation probably caused Yan Yao to have some untimely fantasies, and she began to make an inch of it, trying to test Mu Ce's ideas. Mu Ce smiled and said a soft nail, Yan Yao couldn't sing the one-man show anymore, and found an excuse to leave.

Mu Ce thought that she was still acquainted, if it weren't for the purpose of waiting for Mu Jia, he would not have the patience to listen to a boudoir lady who wanted to point Jiang Shan after reading two books. After Yan Yao left, Mu Ce held his hands and calmly waited for Mu Jia to follow. But after a long time he didn't move, he raised his eyebrows slightly and turned around.

Mu Jia saw him turn around, and then separated the crowd, and slowly walked up to clasp his fists: "It's too late to come down, please forgive me."

Mu Ce glanced across her face, and quickly caught water stains on the corners of her eyes. Mu Ce didn't ask her where she had been during this time, and said, "Isn't that the lantern riddle you're looking for? Go and see."

Obviously, Mu Jia was happily looking at the lamp not long ago, but her mood was completely different after only a few moments. Mu Jia looked at the riddle, unable to concentrate at all. Mu Ce noticed that she was absent-minded and her expression was a little carefree, and suddenly asked, "What are you thinking?"

Mu Jia was startled, only then did he remember that they were guessing lantern riddles. Mu Jia hurriedly lowered her head: "Your Majesty, forgive your sins..."

Mu Ce listened to her one bite of forgiveness, and a wave of irritation rose in his heart for no reason. Mu Ce stopped her and said, "If you really want to plead guilty, then solve the riddle. The palace has taught you for so long, so you shouldn't even be able to see this kind of topic, right?"

Mu Jia lowered her eyelashes, she thought about it for a while, and called the boss to correct the answer. She solved the puzzle smoothly, but when they went to the stall with the voucher, they learned that the hairpin had been exchanged.

Mu Jia had no intention of asking for any hairpins, and when she saw it, she said, "It seems that it has nothing to do with me, so let's forget it. Son, we have been out for a long time, so it's time to go back."

Mu Ce glanced at her, pursed her lips, and nodded: "Okay."

After they returned to the palace, it was already dark, Mu Ce changed his clothes and looked at the remaining memorials in the hall. Mu Jia routinely asked about patrols and sent everyone to their posts after confirming that they were correct. Tonight it was her turn to watch the night. Mu Jia entered the hall with a pot of tea, and when she saw Mu Ceduan sitting on the couch, she turned a page gently.

Mu Jia knelt to the side of the couch and served the tea lightly. The clear tea is poured into the white porcelain cup, the tea is scented, and the hot mist rises. A small drop of water hung on Muji's eyelashes. She moved her eyelashes and asked softly: "Your Majesty, who is the woman talking to you today?"

Mu Ce gave her a faint glance, then lowered his head, still looking at the folder in his hand: "I don't know, maybe some lady will come out to watch the lights."

Mu Ce's voice was cold, and he didn't seem to like this topic, or rather, didn't like her mentioning it. Mu Jia lowered her eyes, and her experience in the past few years told her that she should retreat quietly, but Mu Jia didn't know what was wrong, so she couldn't calm down. She put down the tea cup and couldn't help but asked again: "I heard someone mention Yanjia yesterday, and unknowingly, Yanjia has been exiled for more than 900 years. What did Yanjia do wrong in the past, and why should he be punished so severely?"

Mu Ce turned over Zhezi's hand for a while, raised his eyes, and fixed his eyes on her. When Mu Jia came into contact with Mu Ce's eyes, she squatted, and she knelt down and bowed down with her hands on her forehead: "Subordinates presume, your majesty forgive me."

Mu Ce's face was already very cold, she was out of mind when she looked at the lamp, and now she is back to the palace, she is still thinking about this. Mu Ce-nian is in human relationships and didn't hold her accountable for leaving her job without permission. As a result, she still wanted to plead for the Yan family?

Mu Ce looked at her for a while, threw the paper on the case, and said indifferently: "Since I know the arrogance, why do I commit the crime again? Forgiveness is not just talking about it, but taking action."

Mu Jia lowered her body deeper, Mu Ce didn't want to be too troubled by her, and said, "Okay, you are also tired. You don't need to spend the night today. Go back."

Mujia worshipped deeply and slowly withdrew from the sleeping hall. The light in front of the curtain crackled, and the flame shook violently. Mu Ce tried his best to look at it for a while, and felt that the hall was empty. He didn't even bother to read these small prints, so he threw down the zhezi and got up.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling sash windows and looked out the window with his hands held down. Wind chimes on the eaves' corners jingle, and snowflakes quietly fall on the treetops, like a tree full of silver flowers. Looking at the snow, Mu Ce thought of the phoenix-headed hosta for some reason.

She always cares about her hair, maybe changing her hair accessories can make her feel more at ease?

Snow fell quietly, and the endless palaces almost merged with the snow scene. Mu Yungui held on to the railing and stared at the snow branches in front of him with a little fascination.

There was a cough behind him, and Mu Yun turned around and found that it was Mu Siyao who had come. Mu Yun stood still, and nodded slightly to Mu Siyao: "Princess Mu."