The host was abducted by money

Chapter 903

"I don't know what Mu Xiang likes to eat, but I cook my own special dishes. Mu Xiang has a taste."

The general's wife picked up the chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Su Mu, but thinking that she was so abrupt, she turned the chopsticks and returned to her bowl.

"The general's wife's craftsmanship must be excellent."

It sounded like polite words, but only Su Mu knew that she was sincere from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing the dishes on the table, unfamiliar yet familiar, she tightened her hand holding the chopsticks, and then put down the chopsticks.

I picked up the fragrant lotus root, the flower closest to her.

The familiar smell at the entrance moistened her eyes again.

"But it's not to your taste?" the general's wife asked as she saw tears in her eyes.

"No, it's delicious. The general's wife's craftsmanship is very similar to that of the next old friend." Su Mu said, with a warm smile on his face.

"That's it, Mu Xiang eat more." Although the general's wife didn't know who the old person she was talking about was, but seeing her look of nostalgia, it was obvious that she was an important person.

The general's wife didn't worry too much this time, she put the head of the chicken silk sting in the sumac bowl.

Su Mu raised his eyes to give her a smile, and started to eat.

Nine Thousand Years Old:! ?
It is rare to meet in a hundred years, seeing such a pure and kind host, as well-behaved as a child.

The host took the wrong medicine?

After lunch, the general and the general's wife sent Su Mu out of the door, watched her leave, and then turned back to the residence.

Su Mu, who was sitting in the sedan chair, opened the curtain and looked back, just in time to see the back of General Shan and his wife entering the General's Mansion side by side.

[Host, do you know Mrs. General? ] Nine thousand years old is puzzled.

The abnormal behavior of the host seems to come from the general's wife.

"Maybe." Su Mu murmured, more like talking to himself.

When Su Mu was sleeping at night, Jiuqian got the answer from her dream.

The sound of weapons colliding and the vigorous shouts are all in my ears.

"Yuan'er, Yuan'er, why are you so lazy, everyone is exercising in the morning, but you are lazy and sleeping on this tree."

When the woman's clear and free voice came, Su Mu was in a trance for a while.

Slowly opening his eyes, he was stunned by the sunlight coming through the leaves.

"Come down quickly, I want to learn from you and practice my new whip technique."

The woman under the tree is wearing a black dress with a ponytail, full of heroic spirit.

Holding a long whip in his hand, he looked at the man on the tree with excitement in his eyes.

Su Mu raised his arm to block the dazzling sunlight in front of his eyes, and whispered: "Cousin."

The woman's crisp voice turned into a piercing scream.

"Oh, don't kill me, don't kill me! I don't know anything!"

"Help!"

……

"Yuan'er, go quickly, leave me alone!" It was still the woman's voice, but it had become weak now.

Su Mu moved his arm away, the heroic face in front of him was stained with blood, and looked at her with a determined expression.

"Let's go!" she said, but there was only a big mouthful of blood dripping down, staining Su Mu's eyes red.

dark night.

Su Mu, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, and there was a dead silence in his eyes, and the desolation without a blade of grass spread.

If it wasn't for the sound of her breathing, Jiuqian would have suspected that she was dead.

It saw it, the host's dream.

In the dream, the woman called the host "Yuan'er" had exactly the same facial features and eyes as the general's wife I saw in the general's mansion today, except that one is in the prime of life and the other has gone through vicissitudes.

Nine thousand years old didn't ask much, just quietly accompanied Su Mu.

(End of this chapter)