Chapter 819 Let You Lay On

Long Xiaoyu didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

Mu Ziling, who couldn't figure out what Long Xiaoyu was thinking at the moment, felt his heart beating secretly, feeling uneasy.

She admitted that the question she had just asked him was a little ridiculous.

Comparing her heart to her heart, if someone hurt her close relatives, forced her to suffer alone for so many years, and even lived her life under the arrangement and control in the dark, under such circumstances, let alone hating that person, even if she doubled the damage she has suffered for so many years, it would not be enough to make up for it.

In a sense, her mother is Long Xiaoyu's enemy, and she is his enemy's daughter.

Thinking of the last few words, Mu Ziling's heart suddenly shrank.

It's fine if he treats her, the enemy's daughter, badly, but on the contrary, he treats her very well, so good that she has already gotten used to it and relied on her. However, after learning the cruel truth, how can she still have a clear conscience and continue to enjoy the unique tenderness in the world that he gave as a matter of course?

Seeing that Long Xiaoyu was still silent, Mu Ziling, whose heart was inexplicably uncomfortable, lowered his head, struggled and hesitated for a while, and then said again: "I know it was my fault to go to that garden without authorization, and I also know that you don't want to mention your mother and concubine, but since my mother has an unshirkable responsibility for this matter, I have to clarify the truth, and I have to bear it for my mother..."

"Mu Ziling." Long Xiaoyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, interrupting Mu Ziling's remaining words.

His voice was cold, with no emotion or anger, but it was not difficult to hear a few traces of seriousness mixed with his plain tone, because what he called was not "Mu Mu", but "Mu Zi Ling".

Mu Ziling tensed up subconsciously, and looked up at Long Xiaoyu.

From the beginning to the end, Long Xiaoyu's gaze never left the little woman in front of him. From staring at her dark head, to now fixedly staring at her pair of beautiful eyes that seem to have tension and uneasiness, he slowly said: "I'm a little unhappy, but it's not because you went to that garden, and it's not because of your mother concubine, and it's not because of your mother, but because of you."

because of her?

A look of confusion flashed across Mu Ziling's beautiful eyes, and then he stopped.

That's right, whether it's going to the garden, or Concubine Jin, or her mother, isn't it because she keeps mentioning the past that he doesn't want to mention?

Clearly seeing the flowing light in Mu Ziling's eyes, as if he could see her inner world clearly, Long Xiaoyu raised his brows together, then moved his lower body forward, and approached Mu Ziling seriously, emphasizing: "It's not about anything else, it's just because of you."

Mu Ziling stared at the delicate and handsome face who was close at hand, his eyelids flickered twice, but he didn't speak.

Seeing her dazed and innocent expression, Long Xiaoyu couldn't help stretching out his hand, pinching her delicate cheek: "Do you still remember how you returned to the bedroom?"

Mu Ziling shook her head, then nodded again, and then the image of him helping her take a bath just now appeared in her mind, and the roots of her ears burned unconsciously.

Faintly guessing that Long Xiaoyu might be upset because she drank again, Mu Ziling felt relieved, and then consciously admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I shouldn't drink again when you're not around, I promise you, there will never be a next time, don't be unhappy, okay?"

Perhaps it was because of the shy scene that she spoke, her voice became a little soft, and Long Xiaoyu's heart softened a long time ago, but he still kept a serious expression on his face: "Apart from this, what else?"

besides?

How come?

Although she was prone to fragmentation when she drank, but after drinking Li Zhan's jacaranda wine at that time, her head was a little dizzy, but it was not that she could not remember things completely.

Mu Ziling frowned and tried to think about it.

From Long Xiaoyu's appearance in the garden to the time he took her back to his bedroom, she didn't seem to have done anything drunk, let alone said anything, except... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry... He said that he didn't like hearing those three words from her.

Suddenly realizing that this was the real reason for Long Xiaoyu's displeasure, Mu Ziling pursed the corners of her lips and did not make another sound.

Since ancient times, father's debt should be repaid by son, so she should make up for the harm caused to him by her mother, but right now, she doesn't know what to do except these three pale and powerless words.

Long Xiaoyu picked up Mu Ziling's drooping little face, and said softly, "Do you know why you are not allowed to know about my concubine mother? I just don't want to see you taking responsibility on yourself like you are now."

It turned out that he had seen it all, and it turned out that all her guesses were correct, it was all done by her mother.

Mu Ziling, who was suddenly poked at the center, secretly bit the corner of her lips.

Long Xiaoyu stared at Mu Ziling earnestly and earnestly: "Regardless of the truth about what happened to my mother and concubine back then, it's none of your business. You didn't do anything wrong, and you didn't feel sorry for me. Not only now, but at any time in the future, I don't need your apology."

"Mumu, you are my wife, the only one I have identified in every life. I only hope that you can live a better life, instead of fettering yourself because of this matter in the days to come, and living with me with guilt. If this is the case, instead of feeling the slightest comfort and ease, I will feel uncomfortable and distressed."

"I can't bear it, and I don't want to see you caring. Living like that will be very tiring. By my side, I want you to do whatever you want and be carefree. If one day, you are unhappy, then I..."

Before Long Xiaoyu finished speaking, Mu Ziling, whose eyes were already filled with moisture, threw himself into his arms, shaking his head desperately: "No, you can't let go, even if you let go, I will stalk you and depend on you, even if you get bored, I won't leave."

let go?

But Long Xiaoyu, who had never thought about these two words, frowned subconsciously, and then felt the small body wrapped around him like an octopus, his eyes were unconsciously dyed with a touch of tenderness, and he swallowed the words "I will try my best to make you happy..." that was interrupted just now, and finally turned it into the simplest and most affectionate sentence: "Okay, I will let you depend on it."

At the end, seeing the little girl clinging tightly to his wet clothes that had just been splashed with water, Long Xiaoyu raised his hand to smooth her long hair, and said softly: "I'll go change clothes, and let you do it again, okay?"

Mu Ziling shook his head, but refused to let go.

Long Xiaoyu: "Then do you want to watch it? Or...do you also want to serve?"

Mu Ziling, who knew clearly that he had to take a shower first every time he changed clothes, stood still for three seconds. Three seconds later, she buried her face in his arms and rubbed and rubbed all the snot and tears on his clothes, and then blushed and left his embrace.

Long Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and shook his head as if helpless with this little woman, then stretched out his hand, and gently wiped away the tears remaining in the corner of her eyes, before turning around and going to the bathroom.

...

When he came back again, Mu Ziling was already under the blanket, and his sleeping appearance was rare and well-behaved by Long Xiaoyu. He walked lightly to the other side of the bed, lifted the blanket, and lay down in it.

Mu Ziling didn't fall asleep. When she was hugged by Long Xiaoyu, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the man beside her steadily: "Is that garden still a forbidden place that I can't go to?"

Long Xiaoyu gave a helpless laugh: "The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws, so she can go when she wants."

"You are the ugly daughter-in-law." Mu Ziling snorted innocently, leaving him with a back.

After a while, Mu Ziling turned around again and nestled into Long Xiaoyu's arms, quietly listening to his strong and vigorous heartbeat, and asked softly: "Can you tell me about your concubine's illness? Maybe I have a solution."

Long Xiaoyu was silent for a while, then he shook his head lightly, and said: "Mother Concubine's illness is not an illness, she is the same as you before, but she has all three souls separated, and what is in the garden now is just a body with a beating heart..."

Long Xiaoyu clearly felt that the little woman in his arms trembled slightly when he was talking about this. In order to reassure her completely, he changed the subject: "Although this was done by your mother, it is far from as simple as we thought. Your mother is not a simple woman either. There must be a reason for her to arrange all of this by herself. Others may not believe her, but you are her daughter, so you have to."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at Long Xiaoyu unexpectedly: "You... really don't mind?"

Knowing what she minded in her inexplicable question, Long Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with an unclear meaning, and he asked in a cryptic tone: "What do you mind? Mind her bringing you to my side? Or do you mind because of the broken five lines, I am clearly warm and soft in my arms, but I still want to be pure-hearted..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Mu Ziling, who vaguely knew what he was thinking of, pushed him in embarrassment: "You know that's not what I asked."

Long Xiaoyu chuckled, hugged his warm and fragrant soft jade, buried his face in her neck, and said in a deep voice: "I used to wander around for a moment, but because of you by my side, everything seemed not so important. Maybe I lost something when I came to this continent, but I also gained more..."

That night, the two shared the same bed and talked a lot with their hearts open. The distance between their hearts seemed to get closer this night.

-

Longyue Palace.

Above the main hall, Yu Wenhao sat on the highest tiger-skin chair.

Ever since the accident in Longyue Palace and Yue Linglong's defection, Yu Wenhao's complexion has never been clear. The entire Longyue Palace, every time they see his gloomy expression that the mountain rain is coming, they all clamp their buttocks and act carefully.

No, at this moment His Highness was standing tremblingly with a spy who had been sent out not long ago.

Yu Wenhao flicked his sleeves: "Say."

Spy: "Reporting to the Great Palace Master, the Second Palace... Yue Linglong is indeed in the Mu Mansion, and the people you sent over several times have indeed entered the Namu Mansion, but they all entered and never came out. Following your order, my subordinates sneaked in the dark and observed for a few days, and they found... found..."