After confirming that Mrs. Mu Er was still alive, Mu Yunhan felt much better: "What does that person look like?"
Mengjia couldn't answer her question and said guiltily: "They all covered their faces."
Mu Yunhan sighed, he should have thought of it a long time ago.
These people's kidnapping of Meng Jia must have been a temporary move, and they did not intend to kill Meng Jia, because that would cause a lot of trouble.
So they would not let Meng Jia see their faces, otherwise they would really have no choice but to kill and silence them.
She told Meng Jia seriously: "You don't need to feel guilty. My mother is doing what she thinks she should do. I won't blame you for hating you. If I really want to hate you, I will only hate Mu."
Meng Jia couldn't believe it: "Really?"
He thought about countless possibilities, no matter how Mu Yunhan treated him or looked at him, he accepted them all.
I never thought she would be so calm.
"It's true. It's truer than gold." Mu Yunhan stood up and said, "I'm very tired. You also need to recover from your injuries. Just rest."
"Xiaohan..." Meng Jia stopped her and had another extravagant hope in her heart: "Don't you have any thoughts about what I said?"
"What thing?" Mu Yunhan was stunned for a moment before he remembered: "Are you talking about the engagement?"
Meng Jia looked at her straightly, knowing that he should not mention this at this time, but he knew that if he missed this opportunity, he would probably never have another chance in the future.
"Xiaohan, your mother is like this because of me. I want to take care of you. I will be good to you and treat Xiaoan and Xiaoying as my biological siblings...I promise..."
Mu Yunhan shook his head: "No, this engagement can no longer be counted. Please understand."
"You don't need to feel guilty. I really don't blame you. We are still the same as before. It's enough to help me do business." She nodded: "That's it, I'm leaving."
The light in Meng Jia's eyes extinguished little by little, and he slumped down on the bed, looking at the ceiling, regret and guilt flooding into his heart like a tide.
He covered his face, gritted his teeth, and wanted to cry, but there were no tears.
Mu Yunhan went straight to Mrs. Mu's room, and the maid opened the cabinet.
The pink bellyband is embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water. The workmanship is very exquisite. I don’t know how much effort was spent on it.
Mu Yunhan picked up his bellyband and gently shook it open. There was a soft "ding" sound and a key fell to the ground.
In the dark compartment were Mu Er's belongings and a letter.
The ebony hairpin was taken away, leaving only the old clothes.
The letter is not long, just a few words.
He explained his marriage to Meng Jia, and said that after this time, his debt to the Meng family would be repaid.
The grudges with the Mu family will be settled this time - what the emperor is taboo about is nothing more than the identity of Zhao Ruhong.
With Zhao Ruhong gone, Mu Yunhan has nothing to worry about, and Mu is even more unlikely to use this matter to threaten her.
Finally, she told her not to worry about herself and to take good care of Mu An and Mu Ying. He also said that he had left a dowry for her and asked her to find it among Mu Er's clothes.
The old clothes were still the same as before. Mu Yunhan looked left and right at the light, and suddenly felt blessed.
I opened my clothes and found a piece of white silk in the interlayer. The extremely fine silk thread on the white silk was embroidered with words the size of a hair. You couldn't tell if you weren't careful.
These are three prescriptions.
Mrs. Mu Er had mentioned to her back then about the prescriptions left by Mu's ancestors, which were specially designed to treat difficult and complicated diseases and were hard to find.
In the past, Mu's ancestors relied on these recipes to make a fortune and become a queen.
After the ancestor passed away, because Mu's family could not grow good medicine, the prescription lost its miraculous effect. (To be continued)