The tyrant opposite the door

Chapter 89 093: The past is like a dream
Yun Ran returned home full of gossip, and Gu Fan took her hand and said, "Sister, Mu Yi has taken leave from Mr. for several days, and I don't know what he's busy with. "

A few days off?

Thinking of Han Huichu's words, Yunran understood a little bit in his heart. It seems that King Luo really wants Mu Yi to recognize his ancestor and return to his ancestor?
"Really? I guess there's something wrong. You can play again when he comes back. Have you done the homework assigned by your husband?"

Gu Fan stuck out his tongue and ran away in a hurry.

Yun Ran went back to the house, changed into homely clothes and sat down, her heart was full of Luo Wangfu's affairs.

Aunt Jiang's illegitimate children can all go back to the palace. With this example, even Sikong Muqi has no position to prevent Mu Yi from recognizing his ancestor and returning to his clan.

So, when Sikong Mu Sheng pushed Aunt Jiang into the mansion, was it just to prepare for Mu Yi's matter?

If this is the case, the depth of such a man's mind is really frightening.

However, it never occurred to me that there would be twists and turns at this time.

King Luo has always been suspected by the emperor, but he did not expect that Sikong Muqi could ask the emperor to intervene in Mu Yi's matter this time.All of a sudden, this matter caused a lot of noise, and no one in the streets or alleys knew about it.

Mu Yi has not shown up for half a month, and it is said that he followed Luo Wang back to live in Luo Wangfu.

"Sister, sister, Mu Yi went to class today."

As soon as Gu Fan came home, she told her sister the news.

Yun Ran was looking through the account book. She just attended class yesterday and didn't see Mu Yi. She didn't expect to go today.Looking up at his younger brother, he asked, "Did he come back with you?"

Gu Fan was a little unhappy and said: "He really wants to come, but he lives in the palace now and has guards in and out, so it's not convenient. However, Mu Yi secretly told me that he wants to eat your cooking Candied fruit, I'll bring him some tomorrow."

You can still think about food, and you can still live well if you think about it, Yun Ran thought to himself.

"Okay, take it with you in the afternoon." Yun Ran agreed, and Gu Fan happily went to do his homework.

She was still young and didn't understand the power of this matter, Yun Ran looked at her younger brother's back and sighed softly.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he doesn't remember the things about Mu Yi in the dream. Yun Ran likes that child very much, and the more anxious he is, the more he can't remember it.I only remember that Sikong Mu Sheng finally stepped into that high position, and remember that he seemed to have no descendants?

How can there be no future?

Mu Yi is his son.

Yunran's face turned pale when he thought of this, if he had no heir, he had no son.

Did something happen to Mu Yi...

All afternoon, my mind was a little disturbed. Many things in the dream were heard by the original owner, or the news was promulgated by the court.The people of Qingdeng Ancient Buddha, far away from the world of mortals, have not seen many things with their own eyes.

Yun Ran really liked Mu Yi, so much so that when he fell asleep at night, he actually dreamed again.

In the dream, it was Gu Yunran, who had become a monk, wearing black clothes, kneeling in front of the Buddha and chanting. Beside her stood a young man with red eyes.

He only heard him say: "Sister, I have a classmate named Mu Yi who fell down the mountain yesterday and died."

"Then I'll read him a volume of Buddhist scriptures for you, poor one." Gu Yunran's voice was light, but mixed with concern for his younger brother.

Gu Fan's voice was cold, and the cheerful smile on his face had long since disappeared. Facing the Buddha statue, his eyes were deep, making it hard to see what he was thinking.

After a long time, he heard him murmuring in a low voice: "If he hadn't saved me, he wouldn't have died."

Gu Yunran, who was kneeling, closed his eyes and chanted, as if he didn't hear this sentence.

(End of this chapter)