Mu Qingchao paused, "Um...grandma, is the child you are talking about...my mother?"
Grandma didn't listen to Mu Qingchao at all, she was still immersed in hatred.
"It's because of him that I died of depression in my thirties."
"He stayed by my hospital bed, weeping hypocritically and pretending to be affectionate. It made me want to vomit just looking at him."
"Before he died, he held my hand, called my name, and said some sentimental words. I just told him that even if he was a ghost, I would not let him go."
"I have raised tens of thousands of innocent souls in Xihe's country. Even if I go to the Nine Netherworlds of Hell, I will make him, the emperor in the palace, and the entire Central Plains pay the price!"
"Fortunately, you helped me fulfill my last wish.
You did a great job, kid."
When my grandmother said this, a smile finally appeared on her face.
But Mu Qingchao only felt his scalp numb...
Yes, my grandmother is dead.
The country of Xihe is no longer here.
And she...should also be dead.
"This...where is this?" Mu Qingchao looked around and looked up at his grandmother in surprise.
"In hell?"
"This is in your dream, child," said the grandmother.
"In a dream...?"
"Have you forgotten? You used my incense book and made incense from acacia seeds, but someone saved you."
"Someone...save me?"
Mu Qingchao clearly remembered that the incense book said that no one could understand this incense.
But I heard my grandmother say: "He is a man of great merit and great luck. He is willing to share his luck with you."
"Actually, I don't understand why you haven't returned to him yet, but you want to stay here with me?" Grandma looked at her and asked.
"go back?"
When Mu Qingchao heard these two words, his expression suddenly became gloomy.
"I don't want to go back," she said.
"They don't like me, they...all bully me..."
When Mu Qingchao, who had been reborn twice and was decisive in killing, said this, she actually showed the grievances of a child.
Here, she really doesn't have to pretend to be strong or put herself in a thick shell.
She took off her guard and showed her softest side.
When he opened the armor, there were bloody scars inside.
She doesn't like treacherous calculations, she doesn't like being frightened, she would rather stay in this place, clean and tidy.
"Yeah, I've really suffered a lot for you these years." Grandma looked at her with a look of pity.
"What about the people waiting for you?" she asked.
"Is someone...waiting for me?"
"Of course, the person who is willing to live and die with you and share your destiny."
"You have done everything you should do. You can spend the rest of the time with him."
"But..." Mu Qingchao hesitated.
Grandma noticed her hesitation.
"I know what you are worried about. Our family's Yaoyao has been having a hard time these past few years, right?"
He was imprisoned in prison, tortured with an iron skirt, hung on a city tower and reviled by thousands of people, and forced to die by the people...
If other people only encountered one of these things, they would be unbearable, but Mu Qingchao experienced them all.
Whoever it was, wouldn’t want to go back to that sad place again, right?
"But don't you believe him?"
"Don't you believe he will protect you?"
"You know, he is a worthy person. He is worthy of your courage and trust again, isn't he?"
"Go ahead, kid."
"If the memory of the past is too painful, then forget the past and start over."
…………
It’s winter again.
It has been two years since the new emperor ascended the throne.
In the past two years, they have conquered the Northern Qi Dynasty in the north and conquered Xijin in the west. In just two years, the whole world has been pacified.
The world finally stopped fighting for more than a hundred years and became unified.
For a time, everything was in ruins, and the new emperor recruited talented people and paid little attention to gifts. Now the world is peaceful and prosperous.
The common people are all grateful for the kindness of the new emperor.
only……
The new emperor was diligent and caring for the people, and was impeccable in political affairs, but he always had no one in his harem.
For two whole years, there was no heir.
The ministers' hair turned gray because of this.
There was nothing left to work on in the country, so they all set their eyes on the emperor's harem.
Seeing that the Chinese New Year was coming soon, I tried every means to persuade the emperor to accept the concubine.
It's just that the memorial was presented like a snowflake, but like a mud cow entering the sea, there was no response at all.
Until that day, the young lady of the Su family hurriedly broke into the palace and said something in her mouth: "Wake up, wake up..."
"woke up……"
Mu Yin knelt in front of Jiang Bo: "Your Majesty, my sister is awake..."
When Mu Yin said this, she was so excited that she wanted to cry.
It has been two years, and my sister has been sleeping like this for two years. The old monk who originally administered the medicine can no longer be found. They thought that my sister would sleep like this forever.
I saw Jiang Bo, who was in a high position, shaking his hand holding the memorial.
With a "pop" sound, he threw the memorial on the desk. Without saying a word, he didn't even have time to change into his regular clothes. He got up and ran towards the outside of the palace.
Mu Yin followed him, but couldn't catch up. Looking from a distance, His Majesty's back seemed to be trembling.
The past two years must have been very hard for him.
Jiang Bo rode quickly out of the city, walking through the streets of Jinling and Tianhu Zhuangzi...
He had walked this road countless times and was already familiar with it.
The horse stopped in front of a village surrounded by mountains and rivers.
The servants in Zhuangzi were busy coming and going, and when they saw Jiang Bo, they quickly saluted.
"See Young Master."
These servants were also brought in by Jiang Bo to take care of Mu Qingchao.
They didn't know that Jiang Bo was the current emperor. Seeing that he spent so much money and bought such a large village just to take care of a comatose girl, they thought he was the young master of some wealthy family.
Two years ago, Mu Qingchao took the medicine given by Master Huiren, but she still didn't get better. During this period, she visited countless doctors, and they all said that her body and bones were fine.
As for why he didn't wake up... no one knows.
The previous dynasty was a busy time for government affairs, and the Mu family also needed to avoid public attention, so he had no choice but to temporarily place her here.
He often came to see her, traveling between the palace and the countryside, for two years.
Just when he was almost desperate, it was okay, okay...
There is always a way out.
"Girl is awake? Is that so?"
Jiang Bo asked as he dismounted, his voice trembling.
I just heard the man say: "Yes, I just woke up."
Hearing this, Jiang Bo felt eager and couldn't help but move faster.
Wanhe Courtyard is the courtyard where Mu Qingchao lived.
At this moment, it was extremely lively.
The servants were running around in a hurry, those bringing hot water were getting hot water, those delivering food were delivering food, those carrying clothes were taking clothes...
As soon as Jiang Bo opened the door, he saw Mrs. Zhong, Aunt Zhuang, Mu Luo, Chunya, Qiangwei...all surrounding Mu Qingchao on the bed.
Mu Qingchao was sitting on the bed hugging the quilt, looking at the people in front of him with his eyes open, looking a little stunned.
When she heard someone opening the door, she turned around alertly. When she raised her eyes, she saw Jiang Bo entering the door.