Chang Qing carried Mu Fei and walked to the guest room in the backyard of the Yamen, followed by Murong Qian and Nangong Jin.
Nangong Jin did not dare to speak. After all, he had injured Mu Fei this time, and Murong Qian must have been very angry.
Murong Qian helped Chang Qing open the door, and then Chang Qing walked in and gently put Mu Fei down.
After laying Mu Fei flat, he took away the few hair strands on Mu Fei's face with his left hand.
The movements are very light and gentle.
Murong Qian sat down aside, while Nangong Jin was in a daze at the door. He didn't know how to explain to Murong Qian.
Murong Qian, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke;
"Chang Qing, I know you are nervous about Mu Fei. Likewise, I am also nervous about her. If possible, I really don't want it to be like this.
However, I have to do this. Mu Fei is not only my maid, but also the most important sister to me.
If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been able to survive those days in the cold palace. But now, I see you are so nervous about her, and I am very happy, because I know that Mu Fei has found the most important person in her life.
However, because I don’t want her to live an unhappy life, I want to test you. I never knew things would turn out like this! I’m sorry!”
Everything Murong Qian said is very true, because Mu Fei is the first such a good sister after coming to ancient times. If she is happy, then of course she is happy, but if she is unhappy, then she will not be happy either.
of.
Murong Qian looked at Chang Qing and only had Mu Fei in his eyes, and walked out of the guest room without waiting for his answer. But when he stepped out of the room, Murong Qian turned around and said:
"Chang Qing, I have entrusted Mu Fei to you. I hope you can treat her well!"
After saying that, he and Nangong Jin left. Murong Qian had tears in his eyes, and Nangong Jin couldn't speak anymore. He just made his beloved so sad, and it seemed like he couldn't do anything.
Murong Qian didn't know that when she finished her last sentence, a tear appeared in the corner of Mu Fei's eye, which even Chang Qing didn't see.
Murong Qian and Nangong Jin didn't speak each other along the way. When they caught up with the group, it was already evening.
Ignoring Nangong Jin's affection for them, he walked into the inn room alone and locked himself up. Mu Fei was a good sister he knew in this era, but now...
She suddenly missed her and her modern parents so much. She really wanted to go back.
There, she didn't have to share a husband with others, and she had her own freedom there, but here, she could only stay in the palace every day.
When she returned to the palace, she still had to fight with a group of women. She didn't dare to imagine her future life. She only knew that if she didn't leave the palace,
Maybe she will really die. In fact, she is more afraid. If Nangong Jin knows that she is a person who borrows corpses to bring back souls, he will definitely hate her. She doesn't want that.
But if she leaves, where can she go?
The world is so big, where is the imperial land?
Murong Qian's cries reached the room next door, where Mo Jingyang, who looked like Jiang Tian, lived next door. His hand touched the wall,
Listening to Murong Qian's sad cry, I didn't know why I felt sore in my heart.
Why is she crying? Why is she crying?
Mo Jingyang touched his heart with his right hand, Murong Qian's voice gradually became quieter,
Nangong Jin is on the left side of Murong Qian's room, and Mo Jingyang is on the right side. Two people, two minds,
Nangong Jin held his hands tightly and made a decision in his heart.
[ps: I'm very sorry for being late. I still have to work now. I am updating while working, so I only coded one chapter, but I will be able to speed up the original speed soon... Forgive me dear friends]