Mu Yun'an was still sitting on the back hill, leaning against the big tree and motionless, as if she was asleep.
Ling Ji came over with a cloak. She knelt down and wrapped the cloak around Mu Yun'an and said, "It's cold at night, let's go back."
Mu Yunan looked at the person in front of him and called out in a low voice: "Auntie."
Ling Ji's eyes heated up, she reached out and held Mu Yun'an in her arms and said, "I'm here."
Mu Yun'an shook her shoulders and choked with tears: "I killed him, I killed him, I killed my brother Yi."
Ling Ji was heartbroken. She knew exactly what happened in the back mountain today, but how could she blame Mu Yun'an for this?
She was controlled by His Majesty and became delirious.
To say that His Majesty was also cruel to Mu Yun'an and let her kill the one she loved with her own hands would be unacceptable to anyone else.
I thought Xiao Chengyi could rescue Mu Yunan, but I didn't expect that he would still lose to Her Majesty the Queen.
Ling Ji gently patted Mu Yun'an on the back and said, "It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself. I think Mr. Xiao won't blame you. Even for him, you have to live well."
Mu Yun'an knew that Xiao Chengyi would definitely blame her. She did not fulfill her promise to die with him, but exchanged her marriage for his life.
He will definitely be angry if he finds out, because her brother Yi is very domineering and jealous.
But what can she do?
From now on, she and him will be strangers across the world, and we will never see each other again.
"Go back."
Ling Ji helped Mu Yun'an up and took her back to Gu King Palace. She fetched water and helped Mu Yun'an wash herself.
Mu Yun'an sat in front of the dressing table and looked at herself, with white hair and scars on her face. Maybe there was nothing wrong with marrying Wu Xuanye, because she was no longer worthy of Xiao Chengyi.
She touched her face and asked Lingji: "Auntie, am I ugly?"
Lingji took a comb and combed her white hair and said, "In my aunt's eyes, you are the most beautiful woman in the world. Beauty and ugliness have nothing to do with appearance. People with a beautiful heart are beautiful."
Mu Yunan lowered his eyes: "Auntie is a good person."
She knew that Lingji was actually looking towards her, and when Xiao Chengyi came to rescue her, Lingji did not stop her.
Ling Ji sighed: "I thought you could escape, but I didn't expect..." She shook her head and asked: "Are you really going to marry the Holy Son?"
Mu Yunan looked at himself in the mirror with empty eyes: "I have no choice."
As Wu Xuanye said, death is the only way to truly have nothing, and God cannot give them a second chance to reincarnate.
As long as she can save Xiao Chengyi, it doesn't matter who she marries.
Ling Ji didn't say anything more. Then she heard a sound coming from outside the palace, as if someone was calling: "Your Majesty."
She put down her comb and walked out, and saw Duan Qingli coming back again.
Ling Ji hurriedly met Li and asked curiously: "Your Majesty, why are you here so late?"
Duan Qingli asked: "Where is the saint?"
Mu Yun'an walked out of the hall. She had not changed her clothes. Her moon-white dress was still stained with blood. Her white hair stood out against her scarred face, which made her look very pale.