Love is deep but fate is shallow, this beautiful wife has waited for a thousand years

"We can't put our hopes on others. No matter what, we can't give up on ourselves." Mu Huanan grabbed the fence, looked at his son and daughter, and said slowly: "Xiao Qiao, Jin Cheng, today, Dad will teach you one last time. This move is called, if you can't win, run!"

Mu Jincheng was a little confused and asked blankly, "Father, why are you running?"

Mu Xiaoqiao understood what his father meant. "Father, you want us not to make unnecessary sacrifices, right?"

"That's right. No matter what the outcome is, we must find a chance to get out. We can take as many people as we can. The most important thing is to preserve the bloodline of my Mu family." Mu Huanan looked at Mu Xiaoqiao.

Mu Xiaoqiao understood what his father meant. Their Mu family was not just ministers of the Great Jin Dynasty. They also had a mission to protect the Dragon Map. Therefore, the Mu family bloodline must not be broken!

Mu Xiaoqiao touched the dragon painting in her arms. She had always kept it close to her body and never left it. She nodded firmly to Mu Huanan, "Please rest assured, father. Xiaoqiao will protect the Mu family and fulfill my responsibilities!"

Mu Huanan nodded with relief, turned around and stroked his son's face, "Jincheng, your father has left you alone in the desolate north for the past few years. You don't blame your father, do you?"

Mu Jincheng shook his head, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I know that my father is doing this for my own good. How could I blame him?"

"Good boy, listen to your sister from now on. If the Mu family cannot escape this disaster this time, you should leave Dajin and go far away. Don't think about revenge, understand?"

"Dad..." Mu Jincheng burst into tears, and everyone else couldn't help crying. Everyone knew that Mu Huanan was determined to die.

"Shh, someone is coming." Mu Xiaoqiao's ears moved and he heard the sound of a prison door opening in the distance.

Everyone wiped their tears and sat down. Those who came included the leader of the palace guards Zhao Yong, Lord Wang, the Minister of the Dali Temple, and dozens of other Dali Temple officials.

After Zhao Yong took a quick look, he said loudly, "Your Majesty has an order."

Everyone knelt down to receive the order. Zhao Yong unfolded the bright yellow imperial edict in his hand and read: "The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims that the Mu family has committed treason in collusion with the enemy. This has shocked the court and the public. I am deeply distressed and cannot sleep at night. I am worried every day and cannot let it go. From today on, the case will be handed over to the Supreme Court Minister Wang Youquan for full trial. The Ministry of Justice will assist in the investigation and must get to the bottom of the matter. I decree this!"

Wang Youquan, the Minister of the Dali Temple, was a fat official in his forties. He shouted, "Your Highness, I accept your order."

Mu Xiaoqiao's heart sank. This imperial edict meant that the emperor did not intend to interfere in the case anymore and would not see them again. Instead, he handed over full authority to Wang Youquan to supervise. Didn't this mean that he had given up on the General's Mansion?

Or maybe he didn't want to give up at all at this moment. After all, the Mu family was a founding hero, and their achievements were so great that they frightened the emperor. Whether it was the northern or southern armies, or the imperial guards in the capital, the Mu family had influence. Maybe the emperor had already wanted to get rid of the Mu family, but just couldn't find an excuse. This time he was just going with the flow. Aren't there too many such things in history books?

"Your Majesty, I am innocent." Mu Huanan suddenly shouted, then spat out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards.

"Father, father!" Mu Jincheng was right next to Mu Huanan, and just as his father fell, he saw that Mu Huanan's eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he had completely lost consciousness.

"Father…"

"master…"

Everyone in the Mu family was in a panic. Zhao Yong, Wang Youquan and others also rushed over to investigate. Wang Youquan ordered the jailer, "Go and get the imperial physician."

Doctor Du quickly stepped forward and laid Mu Huanan's body flat on the ground. He held his pulse, then took out the silver needle he carried with him and began to rescue him. Everyone looked at him with eager eyes, and everyone's heart was in their throat.

After a while, Doctor Du sighed deeply, put away the silver needle, and said solemnly, "The general is dead."

Although she had expected this, Mu Xiaoqiao still found it hard to accept it when the moment came. Her legs softened and she knelt on the ground, muttering, "Impossible, impossible, father, he can't leave us and go alone..."

Mu Xiaoqiao turned a deaf ear to the cries that kept coming up in her ears. She just looked at her father lying motionless on the ground opposite her. He was so close, but she couldn't touch him. From now on, would she never hear her father forcing her to practice martial arts again? In the future, if she did something wrong, no one would scold her or reprimand her, and there would be no broad embrace to hold her in his arms and let her act like a spoiled child. Did her father really leave like this? She didn't believe it, but everything in front of her made her believe it.

Mu Jincheng fell on Mu Huanan and cried bitterly. When the imperial physician Wang Youquan called arrived, he confirmed that the man was dead. So the Dali Temple ordered people to open the prison door and carry away Mu Huanan's body. Mu Jincheng was furious and punched a jailer away. His eyes were red and he roared, "I want to see who dares to touch my father."

The jailers outside didn't dare to go in for a moment. Zhao Yong shouted, "Mu Jincheng, are you going to rebel?"

Mu Jincheng's face was full of tears. He was filled with grief and anger, and had already lost his mind. "Rebellion, haven't you labeled our Mu family as rebels a long time ago? What else do I have to be afraid of? You bunch of scum, return my father's life!"

As he was about to rush out of the cell, he was held back by the other members of the Mu family. They all urged him, "Second Young Master, calm down."

"Let me go." Mu Jincheng roared.

The two children of the Mu family were so scared that they kept crying. Mu Xiaoya also hid in Shao's arms and dared not raise her head. She cried and sobbed. The jailers were on high alert. Many palace guards rushed in from outside. The scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

At this time, Mu Xiaoqiao, who had not moved for a long time, clenched her fists and slowly stood up. Her eyes were red and her lips were bleeding from biting her teeth. However, her voice was surprisingly calm, "Jincheng, stop!"

This sound seemed to have magical power, calming down the frenzied Mu Jincheng instantly, and everyone else also calmed down.

Mu Xiaoqiao stared at Wang Youquan tightly and said, "May I ask, Lord Wang, where is my father buried?"

Wang Youquan felt a chill run down his spine from Mu Xiaoqiao's gaze. He couldn't help but shudder, but he felt that as the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, he shouldn't be afraid of a prisoner, so he plucked up the courage to say, "Mu Huanan is just a prisoner. When he dies, he will naturally be thrown into a mass grave."

"You dog official..." Mu Jincheng couldn't help but wanted to go forward and beat Wang Youquan when he heard it, but was stopped again.

Mu Xiaoqiao took a step forward. Although there were bars between them, Wang Youquan couldn't help but take a step back. Sweat beads fell on his forehead. This aura was so strong that he even felt that this small cell could not hold this seemingly weak woman. He thought to himself that he would have to send more people to guard the Dali Temple Prison.