"The way I look after the old man, I wish I could eat him alive."
Mrs. Mu Er was very uneasy, "Mrs. Gu doesn't seem to care much about Murong stealing, but he cares more about the fetus..."
Mu Jin's lips twitched twice and she made up her mind to speak out: "That's because their family is also declining like ours, so..."
Mr. Mu Er and his wife stopped talking.
After a long while, Mrs. Mu Er felt a little guilty and embarrassed and said: "It's not that I don't want to spread my branches, but I can't help it. Master, how about you go back and take in a few more concubines?"
Mr. Mu Er glanced at her: "It's inexplicable. Our ancestors once said that if you can give birth, give birth. If you can't give birth, it means you don't have it in your destiny. There is no need to force it."
Mrs. Mu Er laughed: "Which ancestor is this? This is really interesting."
Master Mu Er sighed: "Of course it was the founding queen who said it, it's written in the family motto.
Maybe one day, the Mu family will cut off their descendants and disappear from this world, so there is no need to force it.
My family thought it was an ominous message, so they sealed that page so no one could see it, but I peeked at it.
Now it seems that it may not be unreasonable.”
"Ah! You're a bad old man who can't speak. We, Ajin, will have many children and grandchildren in the future!"
Mrs. Mu Er scolded, and suddenly thought of Mu Yunhan, and comforted her: "Hanhan will be like this too."
But in fact, it is generally believed that after the more talented people combine with each other, there will be no next generation.
Mu Yunhan didn't take this to heart and just said: "Can you show me when you get back?"
Maybe, she can find some clues from it.
Mr. Mu Er hesitated for a moment and said, "You can watch it if you want."
"Thank you, uncle." Mu Yunhan thanked him, suddenly pushed Mu Jin away, and ran out quickly.
The lights were brightly lit in the yard next door, and someone was walking out.
The first person to walk out was Mr. Gu. He walked very fast, and his previously tall and tall body suddenly became a little rickety.
His face was very cold and ugly, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he wanted to kill someone.
Seeing Mu Yunhan stop by the road, he paused, then looked at her, his eyes as cold as a snake's kiss.
Mu Yunhan felt a little uncomfortable and nodded, neither humble nor arrogant: "Old Master."
Old Mrs. Gu raised the corners of his lips and smiled coldly: "Mu Yunhan, tell him to let him take care of himself and don't let anything happen to me!"
After saying that, Mrs. Gu turned around and left, quickly disappearing without a trace.
It took Mu Yunhan a moment to taste the taste. Did Gu Fenglin not suffer any loss?
She turned around and walked towards the flower hall, only to see Elder Wu pushing Gu Yilan out.
Out of politeness, I had to stop and say hello: "Master Jiu."
Gu Yilan raised his eyes and looked at her for a moment, then said calmly: "Tell Alin that I don't blame him."
"Oh." Mu Yunhan responded and saw Mr. Gu following him out.
His face was pale and his steps were unsteady, like a drunken person.
Mu Yunhan smelled a smell of blood, and then saw Mr. Gu's left arm hanging limply, with blood dripping down his fingers.
He passed by her, but he walked away without looking away, as if he hadn't seen her.
This means I don't like to be disturbed.
Mu Yunhan wisely did not call him, but simply picked up her skirt and ran into the flower hall quickly.
"Alin!" She shouted breathlessly, as if she had been separated from Gu Fenglin for hundreds of years.