Meng Jia was disheartened. He stared at Mu Yunhan and said, "You mean you want to cut off your relationship with me too?"
Mu Yunhan was a little embarrassed and couldn't bear it. He hesitated for a moment and finally said: "People have to grow up."
"You have to grow up?" Meng Jia asked softly: "You also think I am naive, funny and stupid, don't you?"
Mu Yunhan did not explain.
Perhaps from the beginning, she and Meng Jia were destined not to walk on the same path.
"I understand." Meng Jia nodded, turned around and left quickly.
"Sister, something will happen if Brother Ten leaves like this!" Mu Ying ran out from behind, "I'll chase him."
"Stop!" Mu Yunhan frowned: "What can I do if I tell him to stop?"
Mu Ying stamped her feet: "What if he loses his temper when he comes home and makes my aunt angry?"
Mu Yunhan sighed softly: "I don't care about that. Xiaoying, from now on we are on two separate paths."
She and Gu Fenglin cut off their ties with others here, but they stopped them and advised them not to lose their temper when they go home. Be considerate of the elderly and don't make them angry.
What's that?
Is obeying the elderly going against them?
No matter what you do, it's better to remain silent.
Mu Ying was extremely helpless: "What the hell is this!"
It’s all the fault of the dog emperor’s incompetence!
When Meng Jia heard the conversation between the two, she gritted her teeth and blinked her eyes hard to hide the tears in her eyes.
There is a sentence that has been on his mind these past few days, and he wants to ask how Mu Yunhan's injury is recovering and whether it still hurts.
I also want to apologize to her and say I'm sorry.
But he was just questioning her and didn't say anything, and he probably wouldn't have the chance to say it again in the future.
Is it really fate?
Even if he tried every means to get closer, he would eventually get further and further away from her.
He strode forward, walking very fast.
A palace envoy flew past him, the leader of whom was holding an imperial edict in his hand.
His mind moved slightly, and he grabbed the reins like lightning to stop the other party: "Isn't this Eunuch Shen? Where are you going?"
Eunuch Shen saw clearly that it was him and smiled with wrinkles on his face: "Where did Mr. Meng come from? Our family has followed His Majesty's oral instructions and went to the Muhou Mansion to announce the decree."
The ominous premonition came suddenly. Meng Jia's mouth went dry and his throat tightened, and his heart beat like a drum: "Didn't his family just inherit the title and get an official position? Do they need to be promoted to a title?"
Eunuch Shen smiled and said: "What does it mean to be promoted to an official position? This is a great event. After all, this matter has something to do with you, so you should be congratulated."
Mengjia took out a bead from his arms and stuffed it into it.
Eunuch Shen smiled and said, "Mu Yunhan is your adopted sister, right? His Majesty decreed that due to special circumstances, she and Priest Gu should get married as soon as possible so that she can fulfill her duty and loyalty to the country."
Meng Jia's face turned pale.
"It is indeed a great event." He said softly.
"Isn't that right? The Muhou Mansion will definitely reward us with a lot of money when we leave. If I don't tell you, let's just say goodbye!"
Eunuch Shen and his party moved forward happily, while Meng Jia stood there blankly, looking at the splendid palace wall in the distance, not knowing where to go for a moment.
"Master! Master!"
Chang Sui Duanli ran over with a few people and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him: "Why are you standing stupidly in the middle of the road? The Prime Minister is looking for you. Let's go back quickly."
Meng Jia took the reins they handed over, got on his horse without any expression, and headed towards Meng Mansion. (To be continued)