"Why?" His eyes darkened and he asked in a deep voice, "Why did you agree to him? But he threatened you? You fell under his spell..." He thought about all the possibilities in his mind.
The hand that just dropped quickly covered her wrist, wanting to explore her spiritual veins, but she threw it away.
"Brother Mu, don't worry. He treated me very well. He didn't hurt me or threaten me. He is a superior lord. He can give me what he can give me, but Brother Mu can't. There is a saying in the world that 'good birds choose'
"Living on wood", I think Brother Mu must have experienced it when traveling in the world. I have a demonic aura, and I have nowhere to go except leaving. It's rare that he is so infatuated with me that he doesn't care about my past and just asks me to stay.
Stay with him in Yunshui Palace. Why should I refuse? Besides, Brother Mu can't give me what I want. It's late at night, and if Brother Mu doesn't want to leave the palace, he can rest in the side hall. All the things in the past,
Lord, for my sake, he will never argue with Brother Mu."
Xi Meng's words were like a basin of ice water, which chilled Mu Zili's heart from the outside to the inside, and he could not recover from it for a long time.
When the moon reaches the middle of the sky, the clouds disperse and the brilliance flourishes.
Her pale face looked particularly charming under the moonlight, and the cold charm in her eyes chilled his heart.
It is true that he and she met and fell in love within a few months, and although they had not made each other's vows, they had experienced life and death together, and shared weal and woe.
She kept saying that he couldn't give her what she wanted.
"What exactly does Meng'er want?"
He still clearly remembered that she persuaded him to cultivate immortality with her and join Wangyou's sect together. All she wanted was the way to immortality, but at the moment he was not sure what she wanted.
Her face was sluggish and she didn't answer. She just turned around gracefully and walked toward the hall with light steps.
When he crossed the threshold with his legs, he suddenly looked back, looked at Mu Zili with a smile, who was still frowning under the moonlight, and said softly, "Tomorrow at midnight, Brother Mu can go to Fengyu Hall to watch the ceremony."
After saying this, the red shadow flashed and disappeared into the palace.
Mu Zili stood in the courtyard, his eyes slightly closed, his slender hands clenched into fists behind his back.
In an instant, a cold wind blew up, the leaves of the sycamore tree fell one after another, and the green shadows in the courtyard disappeared into the night with the wind.
Mu Zili stumbled all the way, and finally returned to the fairy cave deep in the elm forest an hour later.
The hot spring pool inside the cave is still filled with mist, surrounded by green trees, like a fairyland.
He just stood by the pool in a daze, staring at the steaming water in a trance. He vaguely remembered that she had bathed in the pool and laid her pillow on the stone couch in front of her.
Nowadays, things have changed and people have changed.
She will become Cang Xuan's wife tomorrow.
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Yifeng didn't know that there was anything unusual about his trip, so she just asked him how Meng'er was doing? Was he imprisoned in the palace by Cang Xuan? Was he safe and sound?
"She's not coming back."
After a long time, Mu Zili suddenly said something hoarsely.
Yifeng looked shocked, thinking that something had happened to Simeng, and asked hurriedly: "What happened to her? Is she seriously injured?"
But Mu Zili shook his head, patted Yifeng's shoulder and said, "It's okay, you don't have to worry. She is very good, and she will marry Cang Xuan tomorrow."
Yifeng's face turned pale and she shook her head in disbelief.
The Xi Meng he knew would never marry Cang Xuan.
Although after she woke up from the poisoning last year, her temperament was very different from before, but she was still the same dreamy person who had a stubborn temperament and was not afraid of power.
"Brother Mu, is the lackey here?" Yifeng persisted in her inner thoughts, knowing that over the past year or so, Shi Meng had developed feelings for Mu Zili.
It is precisely because of this that he is willing to quit and let go.
But Mu Zili is not a person who talks nonsense, especially a major event like a wedding, which is not a child's play.
In addition, Qinan had mentioned to him before that Xi Meng was carried back to the country by Cang Xuan, so it didn't look like he was being coerced.
Mu Zili was silent for a long time, and finally sighed deeply, "She said that I can't give her what she wants, but Cang Xuan can."
Yifeng saw Mu Zili's face full of loneliness, and his slender eyes were filled with sadness. From the time she met him, she had never seen him show such sadness.
"Brother Mu, Meng'er must have been coerced by Cang Xuan, and it was not her intention. She and I have practiced together since childhood, and I know her temper best for more than two thousand years. Back then, Cang Xuan tried his best to make her smile, but she
I have never been moved. Now, how could you suddenly change your temper and agree to this marriage?"
Although he wanted to comfort Mu Zili, he was so determined in his heart that he did not believe that Shi Meng would agree to marry Cang Xuan out of nowhere.
"Although Meng'er has never mentioned anything about Brother Mu and Meng'er, I know about it. Meng'er's affection for Brother Mu is definitely not false. When I found her at the General's Mansion in Xizhou that day, I saw her alone.
One person once asked her why, but she just said it without saying much. But her eyes told me that Brother Mu has already lived in her heart. If Brother Mu really treats her, he will never give her up.
Give it to others. Otherwise..."
"I see."
There was a hint of sadness between Mu Zili's brows, and his tone was dejected. He clenched his hands behind his back into fists and secretly made a decision.
Even if Yifeng didn't mention it, he would never give up.
Not to mention whether tomorrow's wedding is from Meng'er's sincerity, but in his heart, he has already regarded her as his wife.
Since she is Mu Zili's wife, how can she allow others to interfere with her?
The next day, before Mao hour arrived, Xi Meng in the Hanchen Palace woke up from his sleep.
I had a nightmare all night, and I didn’t sleep well at all.
In the dream, I seemed to have said many heartless words to Mu Zili, which made him sad and painful.
In the dream, it seemed that I had agreed to do something huge, but I couldn't remember what it was at the moment.
Since it is a dream, it is normal not to remember it.
She lay lazily on the couch and comforted herself.
After a while, I seemed to hear footsteps in the distance. I hurriedly sat up straight, wrapped myself tightly in a cloud quilt, and scanned every corner of the hall with wary eyes.
She was the only one in the huge palace.
She raised her sleeves and touched her swollen forehead, searching hard for vague memories. It seemed that someone was drinking, chatting and laughing with her in the palace last night.
But she could never remember what that person looked like.
It seemed that he was the Senior Brother Mu that she was thinking of, but it also seemed that he wasn't.
My mind was so heavy that I wanted to go outside to breathe fresh air, but I groped under the couch for a long time and couldn't find the embroidered shoes.
He had no choice but to lean over and lower his head to look, only to find that there was nothing in front of the couch.
Her bare feet stepped on the slightly cool floor, the corners of her skirt were hanging down, and the bright red color fascinated her eyes, making her feel slightly frightened.
She was stunned in place, carefully looking at the red dress. It was as thin as cicada wings, and even the red mole on her chest could be seen clearly.
It's not that she doesn't love the color red, it's just that she's used to wearing lavender on weekdays, and suddenly wearing a red shirt is a bit too dazzling.
Besides, she really couldn't remember when exactly she changed into this red dress.