Mu Qingyu did not take that carriage with her. She was riding in the low-key but luxurious carriage of Prince Liang’s Mansion.
Pei Ji walked all the way to the door.
He was unable to walk, so he used two crutches instead of two feet, and kept watching the carriage go away. The carriage disappeared into the darkness, and the carriage could no longer be seen. There was only the dark night outside, and Pei Ji was still reluctant to leave.
His eye sockets were moist, and muddy old tears rolled down his thin cheeks.
Yi'er, have you seen it?
Your daughter, Yu'er, looks almost the same as you did back then. She is very good. She married the prince, and the prince is also very good to her! Under the circumstances, can you feel at ease?
On the carriage, Chu Xinyuan glanced at Mu Qingyu, who was sitting opposite, with a relaxed expression: "The head of the Pei family is still watching, why don't you just take a look?"
Mu Qingyu did not look back or speak, her expression was very calm.
The more indifferent she looked, the more Chu Xinyuan wanted to talk to her. He added: "It is said that this is the first time you have met the head of the Pei family, your grandfather, since you can remember!"
Still no reply.
Chu Xinyuan asked again: "Why do you want to visit the Pei family master's house?"
After getting the dowry, they could have gone back to the palace directly.
Mu Qingyu suddenly laughed and said: "Because, Mu Qingyu, who grew up like an orphan without any relatives or reasons, is dead. And I want to find my relatives again and live a normal life!"
Chu Xinyuan: "..."
He felt that this sentence meant something, but Mu Qingyu's smile was very shallow and she didn't look at him at all.
So, he paused and asked again: "The Zhumiao Courtyard is a bit remote, do you want to move out? The Qiushui Garden is quite nice, I will have someone clean it out for you?"
Mu Qingyu glanced at him and reminded him gently: "Mu Qingyu is dead, Your Majesty, you don't have to be like this!"
She was already dead. When he was slandering her without any hesitation, he was hung up by a piece of white silk.
Even if not, if the original body was still alive, when he kicked the person into the hole in the small garden; when he sealed the Zhumiao Courtyard and let a weak woman fend for herself in it, even if the original body had three lives, he would still be alive.
Gone.
Therefore, even if the person in front of me is not an enemy to the original body, the original body died because of him.
For me, this person kicked me and broke my ribs, which was also a personal pain.
The later behavior of sealing her into Zhumiaoyuan was also very abominable.
If he doesn't like it, he can just give him a divorce! But for his own benefit, he doesn't care about the life and death of others.
Now tell her, can she move out of the yard that is used as a prison cell?
She just finds it funny.
So she closed her eyes and started to doze off.
Chu Xinyuan could tell that she didn't want to take a nap, she just didn't want to talk.
In Mu's house, he acted and she cooperated, and the two of them seemed like a pair of deeply affectionate lovers.
In Pei's house, she acted and he cooperated, and the two of them looked like a loving couple.
But now, there is no audience, and the play is over.
She doesn't want to act anymore.
But he still had some unfinished ideas.
He looked at her face. Her face with her eyes closed was still very beautiful and peaceful. It made him feel a little at ease, just like... like a concubine?
He felt that this sleeping appearance was somewhat familiar, not because of the appearance, but because of the temperament, so he searched his mind, and the shadow of his concubine popped up in his mind.
How many years has it been since he thought of his mother-in-law?
That was the deepest pain in his memory, and also the warmest and softest scene...
This chapter has been completed!