Dressed as the real daughter of the wealthy control group

It was cold on the mountain at night, and Mu Qingyi lost a lot of blood and didn't eat. Soon his face was pale and he was shaking from the cold.It was just shivering from the cold, but still tightly holding the Jasper sword in his arms.

It was the first time Changge saw him in such a state of distress. She moved her body, concentrating on controlling the little jasper sword, but the strength she exerted was like a stone sinking into the sea, and she had no focus. After a few tries, she became exhausted. , can only continue to nest on the sword sleepily, surrounded by his breath.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the sky to light up. The boy in the Taoist temple got up to do morning class, knocked on the door and came in. He was found unconscious and had a high fever, so he ran out to call Master.There are herbs in the mountains, and Mu Qingyi is a doctor himself. After being woken up, he boiled two sets of herbs and drank them, and his face recovered a little.

"What's the trouble, Mr. Lang!" The Taoist priest wanted to comfort him, sighed when he saw this, and left silently.

For a whole day, Mu Qingyi didn't leave the Taoist temple, just ate a little vegetarian food and drank some herbal medicine. When the time came, he tore open the scabbed wound on his palm and fed his blood to Jasper Little Sword.

He fed diligently, the wound on his palm healed and then tore, torn and scabbed, it was already horrible.Looking at his almost masochistic way, Changge sighed lowly.

In fact, she is not familiar with Mu Qingyi. She entrusted her whole life with only a few moments in her life, and pulled him into this mess. Although it was later proved that he himself was in the game, he and she were both on the chessboard. piece.If Mu Yan killed her, with her heart, if she had the opportunity, she would definitely behead the entire Mu family, but it would be a pity to kill Mu Qingyi.

Maybe she and him would never get in touch with each other, but after her death, he took her out of the imperial palace that he had never escaped in his whole life, fed her with blood for three meals a day, and saved her with his blood.

After two days like this, Mu Qingyi was silent all day long, eating and drinking medicine and feeding her his own blood. The handsome and outstanding man quickly lost weight and could be blown down by a gust of wind.

The years in the mountains seemed to be at a standstill, and the news from the bottom of the mountain could not be heard until the third day, Daotong knocked on the door of the meditation room panting, "It's not good, sir, some officers and soldiers have gone up the mountain."

The visitor is the old emperor Qiu Moyan.Qiu Moyan's dark guard battalion completely surrounded the entire Taoist temple.

Qiu Moyan was wrapped in thick snow-white fox fur and wore an emperor's crown. He coughed lightly and entered the Taoist temple with a pale face.

"It's windy in the mountains, Your Majesty can't see the wind, so you shouldn't come here." Mu Qingyi was decocting medicine. He had fed too much blood these days, and his body couldn't bear it anymore. This medicine is used to replenish qi and blood.

The moment he saw Qiu Moyan, the old man who was like the breeze and the moon had his eyes darkened a little.

Qiu Moyan blew the wind, coughed violently, waved back Long Shiyi who was coming forward, and said hoarsely: "Chang Ge, do you have anything to say to me?"

What Qiu Moyan said was calm and breezy, but he clenched his fingers tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible, and deep sadness was suppressed in his eyes.Since leaving the imperial palace that year, he has never seen her again, that fellow Xiao Ji wanted to occupy even the corpse.

Qiu Moyan coughed violently, with a faint taste of fishy sweetness in his mouth.

When Mu Qingyi heard the word "Long Song", she moved her fingertips slightly, subconsciously touched the jade sword on her chest, and said in a low voice, "No."

Qiu Moyan's face became paler, trembled all over, and said with a low smile: "Mu Qingyi, people in the world can hate me, Changge can hate me, but you can't hate me. If I hadn't called you back to Shengdu, you It is absolutely impossible to meet her in my life, let alone become her nominal husband."

Mu Qingyi remained silent, poured the brewed Chinese medicine into a small bowl, and waited for the cold wind to cool down a bit, then raised his head and drank it in one gulp, the bitter herbal taste lingering on the tip of his tongue.

"I wasn't around when Your Highness was poisoned." Mu Qingyi's eyes were dim, "But even if we were all here, Your Highness probably wouldn't say much. She actually understood everything, but she was disappointed with us, so she refused to say a word. Leave."

Mu Qingyi said with a trace of pain in his brows and eyes.

Qiu Moyan coughed violently, hid the blood-stained silk handkerchief in his sleeve, and said sadly: "In fact, she wrote me a letter, wishing me everything I want, and she should have guessed my wish by then." Layout, Mu Qing, tell me, are we wrong?"

His original intention was just to truly gain power and let her live freely and happily in the world, no matter whether it was in court or in the countryside. Later, he put the cart before the horse and lost himself step by step in the struggle for power, losing his favorite. people.

"When Xiao Wu was a child, she was a sweet girl with a sweet smile, big eyes, and sweet pear dimples. She liked to eat sweet and sour things, especially green plums in March. The first time I saw her, she was alone. Climbing up a tall ladder, I want to pick greengage fruit.

The little person, like a person in a sugar painting, covered her eyes in fear when she fell, and tugged on my sleeve crying. At that time, I was thinking that I would protect her for the rest of my life. "

Qiu Moyan said that his eyes hurt, what did he do afterwards?He weakly hid her in the darkness, and little by little changed that cute little Changge into a cold and indifferent Jian Guo Da Ji Ji. If life could be restarted, he would take another path, not when she was young. When he was the most attached to him, he abandoned her outside the palace, and would not leave her in the cold palace after being forced into the palace. He would accompany her to grow up little by little, and give her the most beautiful things in the world.

Maybe in this way she will not die in the open and secret struggles of the court, maybe she can marry a gentleman who is as gentle as jade, just like an ordinary boudoir girl, someone loves, someone loves, someone protects, and someone will never change until death .

Mu Qingyi looked at the weak emperor in front of him, poured him a cup of cold mountain tea, and said coldly, "Your Majesty failed."

Qiu Moyan laughed at himself and said: "Yes, I'm weak and incompetent, I can't protect her, I'm not as decisive as Xiao Ji, and I'm not as firm as you, so it's doomed that everything I want in my life will be in vain, and the foundation of the Dasheng Dynasty will not be preserved. My favorite, Xiao Wu, can't protect her, and I can't even see her for the last time. In this life, I have killed my father, abandoned my love, and destroyed peace. How can a person like me fail?"

Qiu Moyan couldn't restrain himself anymore, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The dark guard was panicked, and came forward to choke and said: "Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body. The civil and military courts and thousands of soldiers are still waiting for your majesty to return to the court and create a prosperous world again."

Mu Qingyi sneered when he heard the words, and returned to the court?Create a prosperous world again?The emperor star fell, and one of the remaining double stars was also dimmed.Xiao Ji's 20 cavalry had long been stationed fifty miles away from Shengdu, and they never retreated or advanced, forming a confrontation with the imperial city, and confronted Qiu Moyan for two full days.

Xiao Ji led the army for more than ten years, how could the pampered old emperor be his opponent, he was just playing with Qiu Moyan, cutting his flesh like a blunt knife day by day, sharpening his will, trying to force him to death without bloodshed.

"Why are you laughing, Mr. Lang?" Long Shishi stared at him coldly. This Mr. Mu Lang had always obeyed His Majesty's orders in the past. Although he returned to Shengdu, he was arrogant and arrogant. Not to mention disrupting His Majesty's arrangements, now he is doing so. In difficult times, staying out of the matter is like betrayal.

Mu Qingyi looked at Long Shiyi, remembering that time when he brought Qiu Moyan's letter into the Chaohua Palace late at night, causing Changge to burn the underground palace, and then his heart was ashamed, he sneered, and said lightly: "It's just laughing that Dashengchao will never be able to return." The prosperous age can be said, the only emperor star supported by the Taoist sect has fallen, and His Majesty has never been the choice of the Taoist sect.

Guard Long didn't even know this, but he knew the secrets of Emperor Zhaoxin's underground palace, and he was indeed loyal. "

Mu Qingyi's words kill without blood.Long Shiyi's complexion suddenly changed, and he was sweating profusely.

Qiu Moyan was shocked, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. It was he who told Changge the secrets about the underground palace and tore apart the truth he had wanted to hide for so many years?Tell Changge that the father is not the father, the brother is not the brother, and the love and protection in childhood are all to hide the dirty and dark evil heart?

Changge knew how chilling and fearful it must be?

Qiu Moyan closed his eyes, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging, restraining the raging killing intent, he got up and looked at the dead night in the mountains, and said with a gray face: "The current situation in the world, if you are me, what choice will you make?"

Mu Qingyi raised his eyes to look in the direction of Dixing, and said lightly: "If it is His Highness Changge, she will definitely not hope that the world will be in chaos, the people will be displaced, and Shimage will be shrouded in corpses. What she wants to see is a peaceful and prosperous world. What she thinks about is only Jiangnan drizzle Ordinary life like apricot blossoms, if your Majesty can't make a choice, think about it, His Highness Changge can do whatever you want."

Qiu Moyan was silent for a long time, bowed to him for a long time, and led the dark guard camp down the mountain.

In the early morning of the second day, Mu Qingyi received a message from the foot of the mountain. After the old emperor came down from the mountain, he killed Long Shiyi, buried the left and right, disbanded the dark guard camp and the [-] army, and then took off the dragon robe and the emperor's crown, dressed in plain clothes , entered Shengdu alone.

All the followers wept bitterly.

Mu Qingyi burned the letter he had received, boiled a bowl of herbal medicine to invigorate Qi and blood, and after drinking it, he focused on feeding the magic weapon of Taoism with blood.

When he entered the Taoist gate, the ancestor touched his head and said compassionately: "My child, you are destined to die once. If you cross it, you can start a school and become a saint and Confucianist in later generations. If you cross it, you will die and Taoism will disappear. You will experience a hundred years of reincarnation." bitter.

This is a magic weapon for body protection handed down from the Taoist sect, let it help you survive the tribulation. "

Although he was young at that time, he already understood a lot of truths. He kowtowed three times to his master and asked very calmly: "Master, what kind of disaster is it?"

Master Patriarch touched his head and said lovingly: "The disaster is coming, you will understand."

Now that the catastrophe has come, he knew from the first moment he saw Changge that his catastrophe had finally arrived.