Her name is Uncle Gu Yilan, and she is also called Aunt Mu Xiuming. What does that mean?
"Then I'll call you Mrs. Ming?" she asked tentatively.
"Okay." Mu Xiuming picked up a piece of lotus seed cake and said, "Back then, when I became the priest's wife, all the people respected me and thought I was the most amazing and luckiest person in the world."
"My husband is about the same age as me. Although he doesn't talk much, he treats me very gently.
He doesn't have so many complicated thoughts, thinking about marrying a concubine to continue the fireworks.
Of course, it is also possible that he died too early and did not have time to do it.
At that time, I wanted to eat a piece of lotus seed cake. I wanted the best and freshest lotus seeds from Jiangnan, made by the most experienced master chef.
The water should be Yuquan water, and the rice should be Yutian tribute rice.
It takes more than ten days to make a lotus seed cake.
The late emperor knew that I loved this food, so he gave me lotus seeds from the south of the Yangtze River as tribute, and also gave me the royal chef.
However, when my husband closed his eyes, he immediately knocked me off the clouds and stuffed me into the living dead Zhuangzi to make the best use of me.
You see, when it is useful, it is glorious; when it is useless, it is trampled to death and squeezed out the last drop of blood.
This is the reality that a priest’s wife must face.”
Mu Yunhan remembered that the twentieth priest was rather unlucky and passed away after only three or four years in office.
Therefore, Mrs. Ming must have been very young when she became a widow.
Mu Xiuming chuckled: "Of course I'm here to find you, not to reminisce with you or to warn you. I just want to tell you that Gu Yilan is not a bad person."
"You are so direct." Mu Yunhan said.
Mu Xiuming looked at her deeply: "Otherwise? What do you think I want to talk to you about? At my age, what kind of hardships have I never suffered? What kind of things have I never seen? I have lived enough."
After being imprisoned for so many years, no matter how calm he is, he is still easily excited. Mu Yunhan hurriedly said: "Go on."
"When we first came out, Gu Zhang was burned and seriously injured, and his mother was almost crazy. Gu Yilan treated us.
He also taught Gu Zhang to read and taught Gu Zhang the principles of life. Although eating three meals a day was not very good, he tried his best.
He never wanted to hurt us, even though he didn't know it..."
Mu Xiuming paused and whispered, "I don't know who I am, but that doesn't stop him from respecting me."
Mu Yunhan sighed.
She has very complicated feelings about Gu Yilan.
He will not hesitate to kill servants and birds who know his secrets, and do everything possible to seize pill resources.
He would also travel thousands of miles away, causing all kinds of trouble for her and Gu Fenglin.
But he did not attack Mu Ying and let Duo'er eat well and treat these poor people's illnesses and injuries.
It's hard to say how bad he is.
But he is indeed a hidden danger.
She wasn't sure what he would do one day when he desperately needed the pills.
It is even more uncertain whether he will lose control as his body changes.
Mu Yunhan said: "I promise you, as long as he doesn't go too far, I will give him some room."
Mu Xiuming didn't expect her to agree so readily, and said in surprise: "You won't discuss it with your priest?"
Mu Yunhan said: "There is no need to discuss this. Ah Lin is not a murderous person. It is not that he has no chance to kill Uncle Jiu, but he has never had it."
Mu Xiuming said: "This is why I dare to talk to you. If he can come back alive, I will persuade him."