Mu Miao stood behind Mu Shaoxing, looking at the man who was like a breeze and moon, led by the handsome emperor, step by step towards the sedan chair, and headed towards a world that he could not reach. His heart suddenly felt sour and a little at a loss.

Mu Miao's childhood brother's smile slowly emerged in his mind...

At that time, Mu Miao had just arrived at the Mu family and was not familiar with the place. The person who first accepted him was the extremely delicate and beautiful little doll.

"Brother, don't be afraid, my mother is the best."

"Brother, are you going to have this pastry?"

"Brother, can I not practice? My hands hurt..."

...

What did he think at that time?

He thought that everything Mu Yan did was just showing off and giving alms. She didn't understand his pain at all, because she was the natural noble son of the Mu family, and he was just an adopted son.

He thought that what she did was like treating a dog or a beast.

He was extremely repulsive of Mu Yan at that time, but instead he was in love with You Yiren, who was living under someone else's roof like him.

Later on...

Later, too many happened, and he had to forget it himself.

Mu Miao smiled bitterly, lowered his eyes and looked at his hand. This hand had once pulled the longbow shot at his younger brother...

Why can he do such a thing?

Why……

Because when he was a child, he would not get angry no matter what he was. No matter how he scolded his brother, would he be by his side?

Because I have always been tolerated, loved, and moved, I never know that people who tolerate others, those who pamper others, those who move others will be hurt and sad...

He knew that he owed her a sorry voice.

But now, do she still need it?

...

General Shao Yong's Mansion.

The servants stood aside, looking at their noses and their hearts, without moving.

On the main seat, Yuan Xi was lazily savoring tea and turned a blind eye to Mu Shaoxing, as if he was just air.

The servants were muttering in their hearts, wasn’t it said that Mrs. Yuan was obsessed with Marquis Mu and was extremely jealous? Why did Marquis ask for a visit, but Mrs. Yuan didn’t care at all?

The awkward atmosphere made Mu Shaoxing suffocate, until a woman in a simple robe stepped into the flower hall, and his anger finally found a vent of catharsis.

"When is it now? Why did you come back?"

Mu Yan looked at Mu Shaoxing and Mu Miao and smiled and said, "Mr. Mu, Lord Mu, the emperor kept me for dinner and asked you to wait for a long time."

There was no trace of anger in the words being questioned, it was particularly gentle, but there was no trace of intimacy facing blood relatives.

Mu Yan's tone made Mu Shaoxing's heart slowly sink.

He paused word by word: "Mu Yan, no matter what your identity is now, I am your father!"

Mu Yan turned around and sat down, took the teacup handed over by his maid, sipped it and said, "Three years ago, your daughter was shot to death by you on the battlefield."

"You... are you blaming me?" Mu Shaoxing suddenly put down the teacup and said sternly, "You are also a court official now. You should understand that under that situation, it is impossible for me to leave the army behind to save you."

"So, she didn't hate you before she died, she just couldn't help but feel relieved."

"You...you are simply nonsense, giving you three days to pack up and go back to Mu's house with your mother!"
Chapter completed!