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Chapter 892 The only hope
Mu Dianke looked at the dilapidated gray wall in front of him, lightened his feet, and fell onto the snow in the courtyard.

Sitting in front of the threshold was a woman who was doing laundry. She was slender, had a long neck, and her long hair was tied into a black cloud bun behind her head. She suddenly looked amazing.Just a face but ordinary.

Mu Dianke's eyes fell on those hands soaked in the muddy water. They had chilblains and chapped mouths. From the shape of the bones, it could still be seen that they were once a pair of slender hands.

There are thin calluses on the tips of the ten fingers, which are the hands that play the piano.

Probably sensing Mu Dian's scrutinizing gaze, the woman raised her head, her hand that was rubbing her clothes vigorously stopped in the air, and tears welled up in her eyes.

I don't know how to describe that look - ecstasy, sadness, or some more complicated emotions in it.

Mu Dian could not see clearly.

But she knew that this woman must have hurt her heart too much, gritted her teeth and walked a long way, and she was extremely tired physically and mentally, and she had such a reaction.

——she sat there, she was so calm, but she was crying.

"What's your name?" Mu Dianke asked.

"Ning Weishuang." The woman stared at Mu Dianke, and answered word by word with clear lips and teeth: "My concubine's name is Ning Weishuang. Peaceful Ning, the reed of the reed, the frost of the frost and snow."

There are more than two years.In the temporary house in Chuzhou, after she and Jin Yanchen had quarreled, she met a beautiful woman with a skirt up the steps, and she asked, "What's your name?"

The beauty replied: "Ning Weishuang."

"My concubine's name is Ning Weishuang. Ning of tranquility, reed of reed, frost of frost and snow."

Word by word, the same voice, memory and reality superimposed.

Sitting in the narrow and simple living room, Mu Dianke watched Ning Weishuang standing in front of the water basin, carefully washing away the make-up on his face and neck, revealing a clean face.

——It’s not much different from two years ago, but it’s much less haggard.

The clothes in winter were already loose and thick, but she was thin and her waist was not visible.It's just that occasionally the movement of raising the hand is bigger, the cotton-padded clothes are pulled and deformed, and a slight bulge of the lower abdomen can be seen.

"How old is he?" Mu Dian felt a little embarrassed when asked this question.

Although she is already a woman, she has not given birth after all.I don't know if this question is appropriate, it seems that I should ask "how old is it?"
"It's been four months." Ning Weishuang caressed her lower abdomen with her hand, Mu Dian thought she had never seen the gentle look on her face.

——The kind of tenderness full of affection and joy, full of strength and bitterness at the same time, can make a haggard face shine brightly in an instant.

"My brother—Jin Yanchen...does he know?"

Ning Weishuang lowered her eyes and shook her head silently, "I don't know. I must know later."

I know, I must hate her very much.So she sent people to hunt them down from the north to the south, and from the south to the north—she knew that those people were not all from the Jiankang family.

He doesn't want her baby.

Be clear from the start.He sent someone to bring a bowl of Bizi soup to her at a time, and sent someone to watch her drink it, and he never missed it once.

I don't know if there was something wrong with Tang later, or if the child was too strong and wanted to come to this world, so he came so unexpectedly.

When she came, she couldn't bear it.

"Do you want to give birth to him?" After Mu Dianke finished speaking, he knew that he had asked another nonsense question.

She was really confused in her head, not knowing how to face the absurd fact in front of her.

——This woman named Ning Weishuang was the spy Ning Yu sent to Jin Yanchen.Now, pregnant with Jin Yanchen's child, she came to Luoyang to seek her asylum.Tell her that Jin Yanchen is going to kill his own child.

Bailing had the jade pendant from Xu Younan in his hand, so this matter probably cannot be faked.

However, why should Jin Yanchen's heirs be left to her to decide?
That child has nothing to do with her.

It shouldn't matter either.

"Does Fourth Miss also think that he shouldn't be born?" Ning Weishuang asked.

certainly.The first thought that came to Mu Dianke was: the child will suffer after giving birth, and will become a weakness for others to manipulate Jin Yanchen.

Even he may not be able to grow up safely.

She thought that Jin Yanchen must also think so, so he was determined to strangle this unformed flesh and blood in his mother's womb.

But it was a child after all.Not a cat, not a dog.

Mu Dianke frowned, hesitating and struggling in his heart.At this moment, Ning Weishuang made an unexpected move—she knelt down.

Mu Dianke raised his sword to block it, and Ning Weishuang's knee fell on the scabbard.

Ning Weishuang moved, and the scabbard moved.

The two remained deadlocked in such a strange relative posture.

"Except for heaven, earth, king, relatives and teachers, Wei Shuang has never sincerely knelt down to anyone in her life. But Miss Si, this time I am sincere."

A line of tears fell from Ning Weishuang's right eye, and the young mother's eyes were full of pleading, "Only you—no one can protect him—only you can keep him alive, please...save my child .”

What is dignity?
Dignity does not allow her to avoid endless pursuit, nor to let her child fall to the ground safely - she grows up with him, he laughs at her and makes trouble with her, calling her "mother" in a childish voice.

She would risk her life to escape to Luoyang, and she would try to lose her dignity.

Because this person in front of her is her last hope - Mu Dianke, his youngest son, the name she heard repeatedly in the sleepless night, the only softness in his heart.

……

In front of the eaves, a layer of snow was thickened, and another layer was covered.Mu Dianke drew back his sword, raised and pressed his left hand, and helped Ning Weishuang, who was about to kneel, to sit on the chair.

"Don't kneel to me." She said, "I can't decide this matter. I have to discuss it with my husband before I can give you an answer."

***
When Mu Dianke arrived at the Jiyun Pavilion, the shadow play had already ended.

Chang Qi held a large round earthen pot, stretched his neck and stood at the door where people were coming and going. When he saw Mu Dianke coming, he immediately complained, "Why have you been here for so long? You said you were waiting for us at the door." .”

The slap made the earthen pot urn ring, "The soup is cold!"

I still miss this beef soup.Mu Dian could feel warm in his heart, and said with a smile, "Go home and warm it up before drinking."

"It doesn't taste like this when it's hot." Chang Qi insisted.

"Next time, drink it while it's hot. I'll treat you to a year's worth of Pepper Lane."

Only then did Chang Qi stop complaining, shouting, "You keep what you say!" and followed Mu Dian into the car.

Chang Suyi was sitting in the car playing with a wooden hairpin, and she changed her clothes at some point: gray-yellow jacket, blue cotton skirt, very simple.

A strange feeling crossed Mu Dianke's mind, and he subconsciously glanced at Su Yi's hand—half mahogany and half silver, both made of ordinary materials, not such a rare thing.

It's just that she wasn't in the mood right now, and Chang Suyi was also in a hurry to put away the hairpin, looking a little nervous, so she didn't ask.

It was still early, and the group went around to the west of the city to buy candied fruits, and then visited the flower market.In the end, Chang Qi bought two pots of daffodils, which Mu Dian could afford.

She was a little absent-minded along the way.

On the way back to Wuyuan, he saw Mei Longxue practicing in an open space.

Unlike the previous formation where the wind was like a tornado and the snow was like an avalanche as soon as she got lucky, Mei Longxue was already very good at controlling her own power.The snow under the feet is outlined with horizontal and vertical strokes, which are extremely clean and distinct, and it cannot be done either quickly or stably.

Mu Dianke stood and watched for a while, and when Mei Longxue finished practicing, he ran over excitedly.

"Senior Sister, what are you holding in your hand?" The girl took the round-bellied red earthen jar from Mu Dianke's hand, and quietly opened it to take a look as she walked.

It's meat!

"Beef soup." Mu Dian laughed, "Mr. Chang Qi brought it to me from Pepper Lane, but it's cold."

He also explained, "Pepper Lane is an alley that specializes in food. Roasted chicken feet are available for everything. I will ask Chang Qi later to see when he will go again. You can go with him."

Mei Longxue was no longer hungry for the cold soup in the jar, so she closed the lid and said happily, "Senior Sister, you are so kind."

Then asked, "Sister, did I practice well just now?"

Mu Dianke was still thinking about something, and when he heard "Senior Sister" and "Senior Sister" calling, a thought suddenly flashed into his mind.She stopped.

"Axue, do you... want to have a sister?"

(End of this chapter)