I promise

Chapter 745

Mu Ziyan snorted, turned over and jumped off the horse, and swung the Desolate Saber in the air, causing everyone to take another step back in fright.

"If you don't want to change your name, don't change your surname when you sit down. Remember, my master is Luoyang Mu Ziyan!"

The voice remained where it was, and the person entered the main hall with great strides.

Ask about Mu Dianke's residence, and search for the past all the way, much smoother than expected.

Mo Yichan has always been able to distinguish between grievances and resentments.

When he first heard the news, he was so startled and pained that he didn't get angry with Mu Zijian and Mu Dianke, brothers and sisters who lived in Gu'an Hall at that time.At this time, it is even more unlikely that Mu Ziyan, who has something important to do at first glance, will be turned away from the door.

If Mu Ziyan and his father really did something harmful to heaven and reason, and harmed Chang Qianfo, he would definitely not dare to appear in Gu'an Hall at this time and ask to see Mu Dianke.

At least, it shouldn't be like this.

The Zaijing Courtyard was eerily quiet.

Mu Ziyan walked all the way, the corridor was empty, not to mention people, not even a panting living thing.

The center of a row of six houses with high beams and large pillars should be the main room. The overhanging eaves are rushing to drain rainwater into the open ditch under the steps, and a heavy water curtain is hung.

Liang Qing stood behind the rain curtain, his posture steady while holding the knife, his eyes were calm.

Looking closely, one can see from the corners of his tightly pursed lips that his heart is suffering tremendous torment at the moment.

Behind Liangqing, four connected doors were opened wide, and a square table carved with pear wood and red lacquer was placed directly opposite the door, next to a row of octagonal corner windows.

In the dim light, Mu Dianke was wearing a frighteningly white cotton dress, sitting in front of a square table, arranging flowers in a jade-colored Ru kiln vase.

Not a sound.

Mu Ziyan felt that Mu Dian was thinner than when he saw her last time.It is as thin as a piece of paper pasted on the window, and it will be broken when the wind blows.

He has never been a person who hesitates and procrastinates. At this moment, he raised his feet, but he couldn't cross the threshold.

Instead, Mu Dianke spoke first.

"You're here." She raised her head, smiled at Mu Ziyan, then lowered her head to prune the branches.

In the twilight, the silhouette is thin and thin, so beautiful that people can only think of words about death and brokenness in their minds.

"Little four—"

Mu Ziyan didn't expect that when he opened his mouth, he would choke up: "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of him for you."

Mu Dianke's hand paused for a moment, and he raised his head to look at Mu Ziyan.

On such an evening with strong wind and heavy rain, she tilted her head, immersed in a blur of light and shadow, and looked at Mu Ziyan with a bewildered almost innocent look for a long, long time.

"It's okay." She said softly, turned her head away, and put the cut flower branches into the porcelain vase.

Mu Ziyan called Mu Dianke's eyes stinging.

He rushed in with big strides, picked up the Ru kiln vase in front of her that was filled with flowers of various colors, and smashed it to the ground.

Broken porcelain pieces, clear water, and broken flower branches made a mess on the ground.

Mu Dianke quietly looked down at his feet, his eyes unmoved, as if the person Mu Ziyan was angry at was not her, and what he smashed was not hers.

"I know you tried your best," she said quietly.

Mu Ziyan never expected Mu Dian to have such a reaction.This anomaly disturbed him.He lifted Mu Dianke's arm and dragged her out, "Come with me now!"

Mu Dian did not resist.

She knew that Liangqing was at the door, and as long as she didn't let go, Mu Ziyan couldn't take her away.

"Little Sier—" Mu Ziyan stopped, bent over and held her shoulders tightly, and said earnestly, almost pleading: "You are still young, and you still have a long way to go."

Mu Dian did not speak.

Mu Ziyan said again: "I'll settle you down first, and then go to Luoyang to pick up your sister-in-law. You also have a niece. Our family is together, far away from the rivers and lakes... No matter how many bad things happen, they will pass."

Mu Dianke's eyelashes flickered, clearly moved.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, Mu Ziyan's expectations were shattered, "I can't go with you."

She said: "I'm here for him. If he doesn't come back, I'm not going anywhere."

"He can't come back!" Mu Ziyan shouted loudly.

There was a sudden silence for a moment.

Mu Ziyan looked at Mu Dianke's suddenly reddened eye circles, and realized that he had lost his composure.

Fragile, it seems that it only appeared in that small moment, coming and going.

Mu Dianke slowly raised his arm and pulled it away from Mu Ziyan's palm.Her expression returned to her composure and desolation.

"I know, you're afraid they'll kill me. Thank you very much."

Mu Dian seemed to be tired, turned his back to Mu Ziyan, and walked slowly inside, "Third brother, you don't know Jin Yanchen, he will not die in vain. If he wants to die, don't wait until today—this is not a dead end .”

Mu Ziyan did not refute Mu Dianke.

Although he returned to that place afterwards, he knew that there was a huge hidden vortex under the river; he also knew that his father had sent dozens of killers to patrol the river, not letting a single fish slip through the net.

But what can he say?
For a desperate person, always allow her a self-deceiving excuse to keep herself from falling.

"Then what if...he is really dead?"

"What's the big deal." Mu Dianke turned his head and smiled as he did when he saw him enter the door, "He loves me with this life, and I will follow him with this life."

***
"Qian'er is sick?"

Rong Yi is really busy.Even though he has resigned from the position for a while, he is just an idle person, if there is any major event in the court, those officials are still willing to come to him for advice.Even if you can't ask anything, it's good to check your tone.

This is exactly what Liu Zhuan does not want to see.

Rong Yi is well aware of this, but there is nothing he can do about it.

When he picked out a few and met them, he said he was sick and thanked the guests, and hid in the garden to read a book.

The old man with a clear face who just sat down in front of him is called Rong Yun, who is his sixth uncle.Now he has a idle job, but he went to the battlefield in the early years and killed the enemy with real swords and guns.

Hence the injury.

The imperial physician had been recuperating for ten years and hadn't adjusted it well. In the end, Chang Qianfo had a consultation every ten days and lived in Jiankang for a month, cured Rong Yun of the chronic disease that had plagued Rong Yun for more than ten years.

The old and the young are quite friendly.

A few days ago, Rong Yi asked Mu Dianke to come over to the mansion, and Chang Qianfo came along eagerly, following the path of his sixth uncle.

"My daughter is grown up and has her own concerns." Rong Yun said flatly, but there was a sense of helplessness on his face: "We can only depend on the sky, people can't help, and she has to carry it by herself."

"Qian'er is transparent." Rong Yi said, as if he was aroused with emotion: "After all, you put your heart into it, and it's inevitable that you will be hurt for a while."

Rong Yun nodded.

To be honest, he was also in a mess.The friendship with Chang Qianfo is not very deep, but it cannot be summed up by a casual acquaintance.

Even now, he still doesn't want to believe it.

Ask: "Zhilin came here today, didn't he ask you for a drink?"

Rong Yi smiled, and changed the topic along the way: "You can't hide it from Uncle Six."

The tea soup was already boiling, he carried the pot and poured it for Rong Yun, and poured another cup himself: "Qing Yan, the girl sent a letter from the palace. It was a disaster relief errand, and the fight was bloody. The Ning family went to the palace to find the queen, Concubine Xian went back to the Su family to visit her grandmother, she was a little undecided."

"What do you mean?"

Rong Yi still smiled, drinking tea casually, watching the two white cranes in the garden pecking at each other in the heavy rain, they were all drenched, like bald chickens.

"Look at the fun, isn't it good?"

(End of this chapter)