Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

Absolutely can't accept Mu Yun, who lives with others. Obviously, there's something wrong with her face.

The leader was about to explain when a voice came from the room.

"Who is it?"

The voice is very gentle, with a trace of weakness, and it is obviously a voice of some age.

However, when Mu Yun looked in the direction of the sound, the black haired woman came out. Oh, no, it should be said that she was a woman, more like a lady who was well treated. She just looked at it and felt inexplicable familiarity.

It's her mother.

This body, the original Muyun's mother.

Although she didn't see the portrait of her mother, at the moment of eye contact, Mu Yun knew that the woman in front of her was her mother, Chu die, or you can call her Zhen Qingqing.

It was just a glance. Muyun felt in her heart that this woman was really beautiful.

If the green imperial concubine who was taken away by the desert Khan makes people feel that beauty is irresistible at first sight, then the beauty of the woman in front of me is a noble spirit that can't bear to be profaned.

The sanctity of non cannibal smoke and anger, and the facial features and body are impeccable. Men should not help but want to have it and hide it from other men, right?

No wonder, no wonder the high priest of the big moon will be attracted to her.

Obviously, she is in her thirties, but she can't tell her age from her appearance.

If you have to say a number, Muyun feels that if you are honest, you will only be in your twenties.

She doesn't look much older than her daughter.

It can be seen that the high priest has raised her well over the years, and has not let the years leave a trace on her face.

Zhen Qingqing is also surprised when she sees Muyun. She stares round her eyes and smiles.

"Ya'er, it's you, isn't it?"

Excitedly, he pulled Mu Yunlu's hand and held it tightly in his palm. Zhen Qingqing's eyes were ruddy.

No one can resist the beauty's tearful tenderness. Muyun is also human. Naturally, she can't bear to watch her cry.

She didn't feel disgusted with Zhen Qingqing's intimacy. Muyun felt inexplicably excited.

It made her feel a little strange.

After all, Zhen Qingqing is only the mother of this body. She should have no feelings for Zhen Qingqing. She is not the one who gives birth to herself. Why do she feel that this touch will be very comfortable and comforting?

However, Mu Yunlu only put this little strange feeling in her heart, held Zhen Qingqing's hand with her back hand, and a heartfelt smile appeared on her face.

"Mother."

Then the natural title called out. Muyun didn't feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, Zhen Qingqing immediately cried.

"Yu'er, my daughter..."

Not seen for many years, she may not have missed the child in her heart.

So when she heard Muyun call herself, she couldn't help holding her daughter in her arms.

As if she were treating a young child, she patted Muyun's back gently, and her tears kept dripping down like a spring.

After crying for a little while, Muyun comforted her for a long time before she stopped her tears and cast doubt eyes at Baili Chonghua who had been standing behind.

"This is..."

Looking at the close eyes between him and Muyun, Zhen Qingqing subconsciously feels that this man may have a different relationship with her.