Mu Hanzhong

The noon sun gradually moved to the middle of the sky, and the dazzling sunlight sprinkled from the sky, mixed with the continuous chirping of cicadas from the trees on the side of the road, added a bit of trouble to this hot season.

A few passers-by walked slowly towards the capital on the path, wiping the sweat off their foreheads with their arms from time to time, and a few couldn't stand it, so they simply sat under a tree to rest and enjoy the shade.Not long after they sat down, they heard the faint sound of horseshoes sounding from one end of the path. Gradually, the sound became louder and louder. In just a few moments, billows of smoke and dust followed the sound of horseshoes in front of passers-by.A galloping horse with four hooves like snow was galloping past in front of it. At a glance, passers-by could only recognize two men sitting on the horse. Not far behind them were two galloping horses galloping forward with all their strength.

Gusts of wind came from the face, raising hair and clothes.The handsome young man in the moon white gown quietly leaned against the arms of the tall man, even though the horse was bouncing up and down, he didn't move at all, as if he had fallen into a beautiful dream.

Looking down at Mu Yunxiao, An Wu sighed lightly. At first, he thought about the person in his arms, and deliberately controlled the speed of his progress, but after walking a few hundred steps like that, Mu Yunxiao suddenly appeared. If he was ordered to go at full speed, he could only obey.

The distance that was not far away, under such a full-speed gallop, was completed in less than half an hour.

The horse under his crotch slowed down, Mu Yunxiao sat up from An Wu's arms, and the two dismounted one by one.

The place where they stopped now was at the foot of a low hill on the outskirts of Xuanjing.At a glance, green grass is everywhere, wild flowers are in full bloom, and a small stream is flowing quietly. The clear stream reflects sparkling waves in the sun, and the birds chirp softly in the ear. It is really a picturesque and quiet place. where.

Mu Yunxiao stood with his hands behind his back, quietly standing under a peach blossom tree, his eyes looked towards the top of the mountain, it seemed that he had penetrated the mountain and landed on an unknown place far away.

Wu Ye walked to his side and called out, "Master."

"It's been three years, and it's still the same here, nothing has changed at all."

Mu Yunxiao looked into the distance and spoke lightly.After traveling for less than half an hour, the anger he felt when he saw Wu Ye in Qiqiao City disappeared without a trace.Only a little bit of loneliness was left, faintly emanating from him.

After standing quietly for a while, Mu Yunxiao finally took a step and walked towards the mountain.

The hill is not high, and the few people reached the top of the hill in less than the time for a cup of tea.Looking west from the top of the mountain, you can see the endless green ocean.Mu Yunxiao led the three of them, making seven turns and eight turns, and set foot on a hidden mountain road. After walking for a while, they reached the foot of the mountain.

Similar to the scenery on the other side, the calf-high weeds are rippling with the valley wind, the crisp birdsong is constantly ringing with the sound of spreading wings, and even the sunlight from the scorching sun that hangs high in the sky seems to be much softer.

"This is……"

Apparently, it was also the first time An Wu saw this valley, he was stunned for a long while before recovering from Mu Yunxiao's call.

"This valley is called Unnamed Valley." Mu Yunxiao explained to the three people behind him while walking in a certain direction.

Not far away, the sound of the rushing waterfall echoed in the valley, and the splashing water hit the boulders, causing a burst of spray and mist.The source of the stream outside the mountain comes from here.Mu Yunxiao stopped beside the wide, clear and shallow water.

Wu Ye knew it was here.

Along the way, he recalled and guessed all kinds of things in his heart, but all of them came to no avail.However, when he got off the horse and walked to his side just now, the expression on the man's face made his heart tremble.

At first glance, it looks calm and unwavering, but upon closer inspection, it contains too much nostalgia and sadness.

...that is the sadness that everything has passed away and only the past can be recalled.

"An Wu."

The man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and handed over the wine jar and cloth bag in his hands.

Mu Yunxiao took it, moved half a step to the side, bent down, and put down the wine jar.Only then did Wu Ye see the small stone table hidden among the weeds.There are several porcelain plates on the stone table, which contain some things that have been shriveled and cannot be named.

Mu Yunxiao took out the incense burner, candles, paper money, and paper clothes from the bag, and then replaced the tribute on the stone table, and slapped the mud on the jar of wine, and a faint fragrance rushed into everyone's noses with the wind.

"This altar of 'Moon Incense', I buried under the tree for ten years, is the last altar." Mu Yunxiao lit three sticks of incense with a torch and inserted them into the incense burner, looking at the lingering green smoke, murmured road.

The sound of gurgling water could be heard next to his ears, Wu Ye looked at the burning incense on the stone table, and the answer in his heart seemed to be separated by a piece of paper, but he couldn't remember it anyway.

In the unnamed valley, there is only a stone table, no tomb, and no stone tablet.Mu Yunxiao's old friend?And is it related to Mu Hanzhong?

While thinking secretly, Mu Yunxiao's words suddenly rang in his ears.

"Han Zhong, offer incense to your concubine mother."

His voice was not loud, and his tone was gentle. It fell into Wu Ye's ears, but it shocked him violently.

Wu Ye raised his head, his face full of astonishment.In an instant, the piece of paper in my heart was torn, and the answer was self-evident.

Mu Hanzhong's concubine Qiao Nianshuang, who was once a noble concubine, was doted on all the time, but was finally thrown into the cold palace by Emperor Yunlie.After being in the cold palace for half a year, he was depressed, unable to get sick, coughed up blood and died.

Facing Wu Ye's shock, Mu Yunxiao frowned impatiently. He seemed to want to say some sarcastic words as usual, but in the end it turned into a deep sigh: "...It's normal that you don't remember. After all, that year you Still so small..."

Wu Ye lowered his eyes, picked up the incense as he said, lit it, and inserted it into the incense burner, but he couldn't take it back no matter what.

Mother... There seems to be someone whispering in the ear, the scent of lotus flowers in the sky lingers on the tip of the nose, and the white light that can almost blind the eyes illuminates the dark place of memory. There is a woman with hair like waterfalls of blue hair scattered down. Touching the cheek of the child on her lap, she murmured, without knowing the content, but Wu Ye could feel the unspeakable deep sadness in her words...

"My lord?!" The deep male voice was shocked.

On that handsome face, a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of the eye, along the cheek, and fell to the ground.

Feeling the slight coolness on his face, Wu Ye came back to his senses, a little stunned.

Even if there is not much memory left, Mu Hanzhong, you...

With a slight smile, Wu Ye got up, turned around and looked at the constantly flowing stream.

The clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing, the flowers are blooming and falling, and decades of time have passed by in a trance with the gurgling water.

At that time, he was just a young child who was ignorant of the unknown and couldn't even understand death.He just knew that the person who loved him the most in this world never appeared again.

At this moment, he was standing by the bank of the stream, looking at the scene she had seen and admired before, and a sense of sadness seeped from his bone marrow in his heart.He, Wu Ye, was an abandoned baby and had never experienced the love of his parents, but Mu Hanzhong was different. He was the treasure she had been waiting for for ten months, the crystallization of her love... never had it, and lost it after having it, It's a completely different feeling...

Lifting up the corner of his robe, he knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times deeply towards the front.

"Mother and Concubine, the child has come to see you."

No one responded, only the sound of running water continued to echo in the valley.

……

The small flames moved extremely fast in the wind, and soon devoured a whole piece of paper money.In the midst of the green smoke, Wu Ye stirred the stacked paper money with a branch, and Mu Yunxiao, who was opposite, did the same movement, but he was obviously absent-minded.An Wu stood behind him, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, but his long eyes were always locked on Mu Yunxiao.

"Master, how did the concubine mother die back then?"

Back then the imperial doctor said it was tuberculosis, but both Mu Hanzhong and Mu Yunxiao knew that it was just an official statement.Although Qiao Nianshuang was weak and sickly since she was a child, after many years of marriage, under the constant medical diet and recuperation, her health has gradually improved.Not to mention that in Mu Hanzhong's memory, she did not show any symptoms of tuberculosis other than coughing up blood...

"..." Mu Yunxiao's hands froze, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"You've been refusing to tell me."

Wu Ye didn't answer his question, but just stated the past facts.

The eyes of the two intersected through the green smoke. After a while, Mu Yunxiao lowered his head: "I promised your mother and concubine. I will never tell you."

"Master." Wu Ye looked at Mu Yunxiao, "...it's 'legacy', right?"

The movement of Mu Yunxiao's hands stopped, he looked up at Wu Ye, with the same expression as before, but Wu Ye could see the flash of astonishment in those black and white eyes.

"And that day, the 'she' you mentioned was the concubine mother."

With a certain tone, Wu Ye said the guess in his heart.Mu Yunxiao's phrase "They actually moved their minds on you again" is very clear about them...

The current queen, the Jiang family, was born in the Poison Valley.The founder of Poison Valley, Jiang Yuan, once rose up with Gaozu in the troubled times and fought side by side for more than [-] years. After Gaozu captured the twenty states in the south of the Yangtze River, he founded the Yin Kingdom, and named him the king of the word side by side. Jointly in charge of military affairs and government affairs.Later, after the whole country, Jiang Yuan retired from the world and founded Poison Valley.

Mu Yunxiao was silent for a while, his silence was a disguised acquiescence.

Wu Ye raised his eyebrows, and just about to say something, his face suddenly changed, and he got up quickly. Nan Xiaohuan and An Wu stepped in front of them respectively, put their hands on the hilt of their swords, and looked coldly at one side.

At first, the small sound became louder and louder, and a group of people appeared from the way they came. About twenty people surrounded a man in black and walked towards Wu Ye and the others.

"hateful!"

When the distance was about twenty feet, Mu Yunxiao suddenly cursed in a low voice.