She still needs a more thorough understanding of this world. She does not want to talk about the ruthlessness and lovelessness of Yingluo's training. At the very least, she wants her to have the ability to protect herself. She will always get married, and it is impossible to follow her for the rest of her life.

After lunch, Mu Shishi thought that she had not seen her father for two days, and she felt worried about him.

"What have dad been doing these two days?" Mu Shishi asked.

A few days ago, her father came to see her every day. Now she is busy with some things and her father has not come for a few days. She just found out that she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed at herself.

Yingluo thought for a while and then said slowly: "There seems to be something wrong with the master these past two days. He always hides in the room and seldom comes out. When I went to prepare meals for him today, I found that his eyes were red, as if he had cried.

Already."

After saying that, she raised her eyes and glanced at Mu Shishi secretly.

Mu Shishi was stunned, had she cried?

Why is daddy crying?

Could it be because of her, or because I heard some rumors outside? It was rumored that she and Yan Mufei were so terrifying. Even the Mu family was listed as a restricted area. The Mu family was the brainchild of his father. If he heard anything, he would definitely

I can't think of time, so I feel worried.

She didn't know why her heart felt a little uneasy for a moment. She didn't dare to contradict Huang Wei before, and she kept enduring because she was afraid that her father wouldn't be able to bear the pressure afterwards.

"Come on, let me take a look." She picked up her clothes, feeling a little uneasy.

"Miss, miss, you can't go out. It's windy outside today and it's very bad for your health." Yingluo was worried.

Mu Shishi was willing, so she wrapped herself in two thick cotton coats, a hat, and a scarf to cover her entire face, leaving only her two eyes exposed.

"Just go to the east courtyard, it doesn't matter if it takes a few minutes." She was a little worried.

Ying Luo had an ugly look on her face, is she okay? How could she be okay? If a bit of cold air enters the young lady's body, it will have a great influence on the body's recovery.

Mu Shishi walked in a hurry and entered the east courtyard in two or three minutes. Being bored in the room every day made her feel uncomfortable. She stood in front of the door and wanted to knock on the door, but she heard something inside.

A voice came.

"Su'er, Su'er, what should I do, what should I do to keep Shishi, what should I do..."

"Su'er, I'm so useless. I couldn't protect you. Now I can't even protect our daughter. I'm useless..."

Mu Shishi's hands paused, and the tip of her nose felt a little sour. Su'er was calling her mother. She had never seen a calligraphy and painting of her mother in the Prime Minister's Mansion. She only heard Mu Yun once vaguely talk about her mother.

The nickname is Su Er.

Failed to protect her? Mu Shishi's eyes turned red. Why did her father say that? She is fine now, fine.

He protected her well enough and gave her good enough. He didn't need to blame himself at all. She didn't need to blame herself. If she wanted to blame herself, she should blame herself.

She never knew that her father was blaming himself every day. It was her fault. She should have discovered it long ago, but she didn't. She didn't see her father for several days in a row, and she didn't find anything wrong.

Mu Shishi opened the door gently and walked in carefully. There was no one in the room. The sound came from the inner room. She crossed the screen and saw Mu Yun standing in front of the desk, eyes red, staring at the table.

A picture above.

"Su'er, what would you do if you were still here? Who would discover Shishi's existence, and what should I do?" Mu Yunshou watched the tears on his face fall on the scroll.

When Mu Yun saw that it was a little wet, he immediately wiped his tears randomly, and then said in panic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Su'er, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it..."

As he spoke, he blew on the teardrop, as if he wanted to dry it away.

Seeing this, Mu Shishi walked to the table with red eyes, looked at the portrait, and was startled. This... wasn't this the portrait she took out from the Wutong Hall?

She has exactly the same appearance as her. Except for the expression between her eyebrows, she is just as impeccable as the person in the portrait.

"This is my mother?" she asked softly.

Mu Yun, who was blowing the scroll, was startled and froze on the spot. After a while, he gradually raised his eyes and was extremely surprised to see Mu Shishi.

"Shi... Shishi, why are you here? Your body can't catch the cold." Mu Yun checked Mu Shishi's condition in front of the mountain. Her body was too seriously injured and she couldn't see a trace of cold for half a month.

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"Is the person above my mother?" Mu Shishi kept staring at the portrait, as if trying to figure out some outcome from the portrait.

Mu Yun's hand paused, and a trace of panic flashed across his face. He immediately retracted his hand that wanted to touch Mu Shishi, and hurriedly put away the scroll.

"No, she is not my mother, not your mother." He said in a panic, holding the paper in his arms.

"Dad, how long are you going to lie to me? I heard what you just said. You said her name is Su'er, and my mother's name is Su'er." She didn't understand why Mu Yun was so flustered.

She is her daughter, why doesn't he want her to know who her mother is?

"No, you heard wrong. Dad is talking nonsense. Don't believe Shishi. Dad is talking nonsense. This portrait is not your mother." Mu Yun said, then stepped forward and took the portrait in his arms.

Throw it into the furnace.

Mu Shishi was shocked when she saw this. She took a few steps forward to take out the scroll, but the rice paper burned as soon as it touched the sparks. She moved quickly. At the moment when the scroll burned, she removed the scroll from the heater.

Pulled it out and threw it in front of the desk.

She stepped forward in a flash, picked up a cup of hot tea and poured it on it. The fire was extinguished, but the scroll was half burned.

"Shishi, what are you doing? This painting is not your mother at all." Mu Yun looked ugly and spoke to Mu Shishi in a serious tone.

Mu Shishi ignored it and bent down to pick up the wet painting. The lower body of the painting was burned, but the upper body was still intact.

"Shishi, you..."

"Dad, tell me, now that I have grown up, I have the ability to protect myself and you." Mu Shishi interrupted Mu Yun. She had a vague feeling that this matter was not that simple.

It seemed very troublesome. Her mother's identity might be something she had never imagined, which was why Mu Yun denied it in such an inspiring manner. Another point was that Mu Yun had enemies, and he was worried that his enemies would find her and harm her.

This is what she deduced from what he just said, and now she wants to know more.

Mu Yun choked and took a step back: "No, no, Shishi, you have to believe in dad. Everything dad does is for your own good. Shishi, let's leave here, leave the North Wing, we can go anywhere."

He was scared, very scared. The people he asked to inquire about Wutong Hall a few days ago were all dead, and none of them came back. A few days ago, he asked people to inquire again. Now Wutong Hall has killed many people in order to find that portrait.

Second update.
Chapter completed!