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1111. Chapter 1111 When an old friend meets her, she is not a painting.

After Yuan Hongxi left, he never paid attention to this matter again.

According to Zhao En, Mu Hua first made a cut on his wrist, but halfway through, he covered his hand and left.

The muscles and veins were not injured and the bleeding stopped quickly.

Then, Mu Hua left Prince Xi's Mansion, just like she disappeared from the world. She never appeared again, and no one saw her in Yuanye again.

This matter was gradually forgotten by Yuan Hongxi. Now that he thought about it, Mu Hua probably changed her name and surname, and he had no idea about her whereabouts.

After listening to Yuan Hongxi's memories, Muyin was thoughtful.

After so many years, I don’t know how much hardship Mu Hua has suffered outside to achieve her current tenacity and maturity.

People always have to work hard.

Just like Jiang Songyu in the past, he was arrogant and unscrupulous, which led to his subsequent death and the emperor's resentment towards him.

Although time cannot change her character, she is more thoughtful and considerate of people and things than before.

This can be considered a kind of growth.

The carriage drove gurglingly towards his home in Luocheng. Muyin leaned on Yuan Hongxi's body, smelling the reassuring fragrance in his arms, and gradually fell asleep.

***

After Muyin left, Huayin stood outside the door and watched for a long time.

When Mr. Meng saw that her status had been promoted to the point where she became a sister to the princess, he couldn't help but become a little reserved with her. On the contrary, the voice in the painting was still smiling and friendly, and he was not arrogant because of her status.

"Mr. Meng, there is no need to be restrained. The princess and I are just sisters. We don't care about our status."

When Mr. Meng heard this, he wiped his sweat and smiled: "Yes, yes, now...does Miss Huayin want to enter the school?"

"Go." Huayin covered his mouth and smiled, with deep anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Although she can't sleep and fly with her, seeing her happy now is another kind of beauty.

There are many things in life that cannot be obtained, and it does not necessarily have to be argued about. Sometimes, fulfillment is a kind of beauty and a kind of freedom.

It hurts to let go, but it hurts even more to hold on.

Let’s learn the free and easy style of Muyin once, just keep it simple.

***

In school, little Ruyue is still naughty.

After class, many children gathered around Huayin, and Xiao Ruyue was no exception. She stood on tiptoes and squeezed in front, holding Huayin's hand, raising her head and asking: "Sister Huayin, you and my mother

They look alike, you have known each other before, right?"

Huayin smiled and said nothing, and seemed to see the shadow of Muyin in Xiao Ruyue.

Seeing that Huayin did not answer, Xiao Ruyue was not annoyed and continued to say interestingly: "Sister Huayin, do you think my mother is better-looking or me?"

"Your mother." The voiceover answered honestly.

"I think so too..." Xiao Ruyue nodded secretly, "So, sister Huayin, do you think you are more beautiful or my mother is more beautiful?"

"Your mother." Still the same answer, her smile still changed.

"Then Sister Huayin... who is more beautiful, my father or my mother?" Xiao Ruyue seemed to enjoy discussing this issue.

Huayin didn't feel impatient either. He touched her head and smiled: "Of course it's you...Mother is pretty."

"Eh...really?" Xiao Ruyue touched her chin, "But they said that my father should be better-looking."

Huayin laughed again and did not continue what Xiao Ruyue said. In her heart... Muyin is the most beautiful person in the world.

He will always stay at that most beautiful moment when he hugged himself after the banquet to save himself from the siege, after helping him drive away the gangster.


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