Mu Jinan's angry eyes gradually calmed down, and she slowly let go of the stool. She stepped on the letter and wanted to go out to explain, but stopped.

When she first heard others say, you lost.

That is a well-planned plan. No matter where the chess piece is placed, the outcome is under the control of the chess player.

Even if it means taking your own life into account.

She looked out the half-open window and saw her aunt looking at her with a cold and determined gaze. She trembled all over and opened her mouth.

Mu Ruan pressed a handkerchief to Nangong Xu's wound and looked at Mu Jinan coldly: "Jin'er, go to the ancestral hall and kneel for two days. You are not allowed to eat."

Mu Jinan pursed his lips slightly, not daring to show any expression on his face.

She lowered her head and walked out of the house, passing by a few people. Nangong Yu was treating Nangong Xu's wound and looked at her angrily. Nangong Xingjun frowned and stared at her.

She walked out of the yard and hid behind the moon-shaped door. She saw Nangong Xu hiding in Nangong Xingjun's arms, sticking out his tongue at her.

Nangong Xingjun sighed and asked Mu Ruan, "How could your niece be so cruel? Otherwise, send her to the Prince of Wei's mansion."

Mu Ruan glanced lazily at Nangong Xingjun: "If the King of Wei wanted her, he would not send her back to the Mu Mansion. She can only stay in the Nangong Mansion."

Mu Jinan covered her mouth with her hands. The sunlight shining on them made her eyes tear up.

She stretched out her tongue slightly and licked the tears from between her fingers. They were as salty as salt.

She suddenly lowered her head, opened her mouth and bit the scar on the back of her hand. Blood broke through her skin and flowed into her throat and tongue.

She swallowed the knife of injustice she had suffered while living under someone else's roof, felt a pain in her chest, anger rushed to her internal organs, and she coughed rapidly a few times.

She ran towards the ancestral hall, the branches of flowers scratched her skirt, golden leaves splashed into her boots, and the mud and water pulled her feet, sinking with each step.

She knelt in the ancestral hall for a day and then pretended to faint.

Nangong Yu carried her back to his room, fed her medicinal porridge, and then gave her some medicine soup.

During the Chinese New Year this year, the Nangong Mansion set off three fireworks displays. The first was for Mu Ruan and Nangong Xingjun, the second was for Nangong Yu, and the third was for Mu Jinan.

The only one missing was Nangong Xu.

When Mu Jinan heard the explosion, she hid behind Nangong Yu in fear.

Nangong Yu is tall, and with him blocking her view, how can she see the fireworks?

He turned and took a half step, standing behind Mu Jinan, wrapped her shivering body with his cloak, and covered her ears with his hands:

"Don't be afraid, cousin. Later, we will go drink Tusu wine and your favorite green plum wine."

The fiery red fireworks reflected in Mu Jinan's dark pupils. She narrowed her left eye slightly and raised her eyebrows to look at Nangong Xu.

Nangong Xu pinched his thin clothes with both hands. He wanted Mu Ruan and Nangong Yu to care about him, so he deliberately wore very little, but he found that no one cared about him at all.

The whole family knew that he had bad intentions, and setting off fewer fireworks was a warning to him.

Since then, rumors have spread throughout the Nangong Mansion that Mu Jinan is Nangong Yu's child bride.

Nangong Xu thought that the rumors would make Nangong Yu dislike Mu Jinan, but Nangong Yu still concentrated on his business and developed scar removal medicine, and ignored the rumors.

Nangong Xu sneaked into the brothel and heard someone spread rumors that Princess Sheng'an and the daughter of a frontier general were princesses of the enemy country.

One night, Mu Jinan fell into the hands of the Yuhe people and returned to Nangong Mansion. She was lying outside the Nangong Imperial Gate.

Nangong Yu, who was cold-hearted by nature, knelt beside her. He brushed away the snowflakes with trembling hands. Her face was covered with hideous scars.

He lifted up her thin, tattered clothes, and the whip marks were like god-killing demons crawling all over her young body. Her legs were rotten with wounds and covered with frostbite.

The cold wind was raging, and Nangong Yu burst into tears: "Why won't these beasts let you go?"

Overnight, the Mu and Nangong families became traitors and defeated generals despised by the world, and the families that harbored disasters.

Nangong Xu knew that Mu Jinan was wary and refused to associate with him, so he once sneaked into Nangong Yu's house and put drugs in his wine.

"Green plum wine, little spy, I'll let you drink as much as you want."

Nangong Xu didn't expect Mu Jinan to come back alive and bring trouble to the Nangong family. He hated Mu Jinan even more and often monitored her.

Mu Jinan knew that only the Nangong Mansion was willing to take her in, so in order to grow up alive and take revenge, she carefully tried to please the Nangong Mansion.

Every day, she greeted her aunt and served her tea, helped Nangong Yu with his abacus, ground his ink, and peeled walnuts...

Nangong Xu suspected that Mu Jinan wanted to take revenge on him, so he began to imitate Mu Jinan's behavior and occasionally teased Mu Jinan:

"My cousin is really a beauty. When you grow up, you will be my sister-in-law."

When he turned around and saw Mu Jinan looking at him disdainfully, he suddenly felt as if a poisonous snake had crawled into his head, a sinister and terrifying feeling.

That was the first time he was afraid of Mu Jinan. He pursed his lips nervously, thinking, could she have found out? Even his mother hadn't found out about this.

Later, Nangong Xu was poisoned and fell into a coma for three days.

Nangong Xingjun believed that Mu Jinan had poisoned her. He tore off her veil and poked her forehead with his fingertips: "Jin'er, has your uncle ever been harsh to you?"

Nangong Xingjun's finger was too strong, and Mu Jinan stumbled and fell to the ground. Her leg hit the bluestone slab hard, the wound split open, and blood seeped through her white atonement clothes.

She looked up at Nangong Xingjun for just a moment, then lowered her head, tears sliding across the scars on her face. She frowned tightly: "No."

Seeing that she did not admit her mistake, Nangong Xingjun hit her palm with the ruler again, each time with greater force, and blood dripped from the ruler onto the dust.

He gritted his teeth in anger, grabbed her ear again, and twisted it hard: "How could you poison your cousin? If you do this again, I will send you back to the Mu Mansion."

Mu Jinan knelt under the eaves of the foster home, stretching out his blood-red hands to receive the beating, and retreated humbly as his uncle poked and twisted his fingers.

She chewed the frustration of being homeless in her throat and looked down at the raindrops on the bluestone slab: "Uncle, I didn't poison Nangong Xu."

Nangong Xingjun didn't want her to become a vicious person, so he whipped her with a few rulers.

He threw down the ruler, took two steps, and turned back: "Didn't you create the cold poison that Xu'er was infected with? You don't even want to call me cousin, so who else could it be if not you?"

Mu Jinan gritted her teeth. Why did she call the villain cousin?

Seeing that she refused to plead guilty, Nangong Xingjun kicked the door, and the door fell on Mu Jinan.

After being beaten in the Yuhe military camp, Mu Jinan's reaction was a little slow. Her leg injury had not healed yet, and her legs and feet became numb after kneeling for a long time.

Seeing the door smashing down, she opened her eyes in horror, used both hands to hold the door open, and used her legs to climb out.

A servant rushed over and held the door with both hands.

Nangong Xingjun looked back at the servant holding the door. He sighed and went into the house to see his son.

Mu Jinan was in a trance, kneeling in front of the door. She pressed the door hard with one hand, picked up the veil to cover her face, and looked up into the house.

The whole family gathered around Nangong Xu's bed. Mu Ruan's eyes were swollen from crying, and Nangong Xingjun paced anxiously.

All the famous doctors in Xuanzhou are here, and the house is filled with gold, which is the medical fees given to the doctors.

Several doctors looked at each other in confusion: "The poison has clearly been removed, why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Nangong Yu turned around and met Mu Jinan's resentful gaze.

He stood up and walked out of the house, looking down at her condescendingly: "Cousin, in addition to the cold poison, what other poison do you have?"

Mu Jinan looked into Nangong Yu's suspicious eyes, and a faint sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Cousin, if I poison him, I will not let him live."

Nangong Yu reached out and squeezed her injured hand, then leaned over and looked into her eyes: "Mu Jinan, you are not allowed to hurt my family, do you hear me?"

Mu Jinan suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest and pinched the back of Nangong Yu's hand: "I know."

Nangong Xu pushed her away and stomped on the door angrily: "You still say it wasn't you who did it?"

Mu Jinan heard the wooden door make a sharp sound like a knife. She suddenly coughed twice, put her hands on the ground, and never looked up again.

There was a commotion in the house and Nangong Yu hurried in.

Nangong Xu opened his half-dead eyes and tossed and turned on the bed, crying out in pain: "Ah, it hurts. My cousin is young, don't blame her."

Mu Jinan spat in disdain: "Nangong Xu, if I don't kill you, I, Mu Jinan, will not be a human being!"

From then on, the Nangong Mansion became wary of Mu Jinan, and the servants took advantage of the situation and talked about her behind her back, saying that she was a criminal of Dasheng.

They said she was seriously injured but still able to come back alive, could she be a wild ghost? Some lowly servants put up talismans to drive away ghosts on her door at night.

Mu Jinan is taciturn and lives like a walking corpse, surrounded by criticism and insults.

As Nangong Xu grew older, he began to take over part of the family business. His dissolute and evil appearance gradually faded, and he often spoke to Mu Jinan with a smile.

Mu Jinan still refused to interact with him.

On Nangong Xu's birthday, he insisted on going on a boat ride on Jinhu Lake, and Mu Ruan agreed.

Just when everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of "the setting sun and the lone wild goose flying together, the autumn water and the sky the same color".

Mu Jinan fell into the dark vortex of "rushing waterfalls and noisy streams", and the lake water "drown" her body that dared not resist.

Xie Chi came north to visit his cousin and met her in Jinhu on the first day.

He appeared without warning and saved her life.

After Mu Jinan woke up, she saw Nangong Yu beside her. She knew that Nangong Yu could not swim, but she still asked: "Cousin, did you save me? From now on, don't take risks for me."

Nangong Yu said nothing.

Later, Mu Jinan gave the Jingye Sword to Xie Chibei.

On the day he left Xuanzhou, Mu Jinan chased after the carriage: "Brother Jinchong, I'm scared. Take me home, take me to Qiongzhou."

She wanted to leave with her outspoken cousin.

The carriage did not stop, and the cold wind blew her tears, rolling at Nangong Xu's feet.

Nangong Xu dragged Mu Jinan onto the carriage: "You dare to show up outside, do you want to kill Nangong Fu? If you want to find Xie Jinchong, I have a way."

Mu Jinan looked at the unreachable Xie Chibei. She didn't want to live under Nangong Xu's nose, but the war was not over and there were people everywhere who wanted to kill her.

She rationally refused: "I won't look for him."

Nangong Xu looked at her coldly. Although she was young, she was very thoughtful. No matter how he tried to deceive her, she would not be fooled.

He believed that Mu Jinan was a spy from the enemy country and a threat to Dasheng.

One day, several nobles came to the palace to discuss the matter of weapons. Nangong Xingjun, Mu Ruan and Nangong Yu received the nobles and took them on a boat ride.

When Nangong Yu returned to Nangong Mansion, Mu Jinan was missing!

Nangong Yu and Mu Ruan wrote to Mu Chen, but they did not receive a reply.

Nangong Xingjun immediately wrote a memorial to Emperor Ming. When Emperor Ming heard that Mu Jinan had disappeared, he issued an imperial decree.

Nangong Xu was furious: "Mu Jinan is missing, why did the emperor ask me to remove my name from the family tree?"

Disobeying the imperial order would lead to the extermination of the entire family. Nangong Xingjun could not find any evidence and could only reluctantly give up on Nangong Xu, driving him out of the house and treating him as his nephew.

A few years later, late at night, someone knocked on the gate of Nangong Mansion and the servant opened the door.

Under the cold half moon, there stood a tall and frail girl wearing a veiled hat, with long hair draped over her shoulders and white clothes fluttering in the wind.

The servant walked closer with a lantern and looked at her. He saw the woman lift her veil with her fingers, revealing a pair of terrifying eyes.

He stepped back in inexplicable fear, shouting, "My cousin is back."

Hawks and falcons were roaming the sky, kumquats were falling from the forest, the cold wind was howling, and Mu Jinan was stepping on the soft snow, walking on the sharp tip of a knife that was neither painful nor itchy.

Blood flowed out from the front of the mansion gate and into the only shadow willing to take her in.

Many figures rushed out of the moon-shaped door, and the shadow hung down to her feet, getting closer and closer. She didn't know whose breath made the snow still.

No one dared to approach her.

Nangong Yu walked quickly towards her, took off her veil, and revealed eyes that were cold and vicious.

His eyelashes fluttered, hiding his tears: "Cousin, where are you going? Are you okay?"

Mu Jinan didn't move, his eyes were unusually dark and he didn't blink for a long time.

Nangong Yu held Mu Jinan's wrist, and the obvious marks of strangulation made his heart stagnate.

He lifted up his thin sleeves, revealing blood stains on his slender wrists. The smell of rust mixed with blood was unpleasant and lingering.

The lantern illuminated the ground with red waves. He lowered his eyes to see the blood beneath each footprint, and a long string of knife tips stabbed into his heart.

Nangong Yu held his trembling arms, and with one hand he slightly lifted the hem of her skirt, his ankles were covered in blood.

He put his arm behind her waist, picked her up sideways, and carried her into the house.

Mu Jinan sat on the bed while Nangong Yu cleaned the blood from her ankle. He gently lifted her foot and asked her with red eyes, "Cousin, does it hurt?"

Mu Jinan flicked his sleeves, and several candles went out. Nangong Yu looked back in surprise. It was not his internal force that extinguished the candles, but a powerful impact.

Suddenly, the sharp dagger missed his relaxed eyes, and when he looked sideways, the blade had cut the side of his neck.

Nangong Yu raised his chin and stepped back: "Cousin, why don't you speak?"

Mu Jinan stepped off the bed and approached step by step. She gripped the dagger tightly and stabbed it towards Nangong Yu's heart: "I will kill all of you in Dasheng."

Nangong Yu snatched the dagger and covered her mouth: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mu Jinan's legs went limp and he fell to the ground with his eyes closed.

Nangong Yu opened the door and took a look. There was no one outside. He was holding Mu Jinan and sleeping on the bed.

He and Nangong Xingjun treated Mu Jinan many times, and also invited several famous doctors in Xuanzhou to see him.

The doctor found that Mu Jinan's eyes could not stand strong light, his skin was unusually white, and the marks on his ankles and wrists were clearly visible.

They said bluntly: "The young lady has been imprisoned in a dark room. She is unconscious and cannot recognize people. If you take good care of her, I wonder if she can recover."

Nangong Yu wanted to take good care of Mu Jinan, so he handed over many businesses to Nangong Xu and often asked Mu Jinan if he remembered him.

Mu Jinan occasionally smiled at him.

Although Nangong Xu was expelled from the family tree, he would still return home to see Mu Ruan.

Seeing that Mu Jinan was a little silly, he teased her and asked, "Cousin, you are so smart, can you give me some advice?"

Mu Jinan ignored him and was about to leave.

Nangong Xu sat horizontally in front of the door, legs raised high to block her: "The war is over, business is hard, what kind of money do you say is easy to make?"

Mu Jinan's eyes lit up slightly. "In the second year of Tianrui, the King of Jin triumphed over the four kingdoms and petitioned the court to open the Suiting maritime trade."

Nangong Xu stood up and stood in front of her. Mu Jinan had been taking medicine for several months and his body had recovered. If she didn't understand anything, he would suspect that she had an ulterior motive.

His eyes rolled around: "You little heartless boy, have you really forgotten your cousin?"

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