Mighty Mother Wants to Choose Husband

Mu Wan Yun did not give any face to Mu En Ze.

She still remembered when she had just transmigrated into this body. That was when it was the most difficult time for her. However, her memories of her father's face were still fresh in her mind. If it wasn't for the fact that he accidentally transmigrated into this body, there would have been no Mu Yun and even less so the cute little Amu.

"Ginger, I had to. You have to understand. " Mu Nze was actually still showing an old face as he continued to play his love cards.

Mu Huanyun shook his head and said in a regretful tone, "The medicine really can't be stopped."

What do you mean? Although Mu En Ze didn't understand, he knew that this wasn't a good thing.

He was a little angered. "No matter what, your surname is Mu. You are still bleeding from my Mu family!"

However, he began to talk harshly.

Jin Yu Lie suddenly smiled, and coughed lightly, "I'm sorry, it seems that Lord Mu is someone from my residence."

His kind reminder immediately caused Mu En Ze's face to turn red. However, the other party was Jin Yu Lie. He had no way of erupting!

Mu Nze left angrily.

Now that there are no outsiders, Mu Wei Yun started to settle the score with Jin Yu Lie, "What did you say just now? Since when was Ammu your son? You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. "

Even if you are old enough, I still want to sue you for slander!

Jin Yu Lie suddenly said, "Anyways, everyone thinks so. If you don't agree, then go and explain it to them."

This was the first time he saw Jin Yu Lie say such words in such a tone. He was completely different from his usual decisive killing, as if he was an Asura.

Mu Huayun had some doubts as to whether this person was Jin Yulai or not.

"Hey!" Where are you going? What about my son? " When she saw that he left so casually and so easily, she quickly chased after him with a head full of black lines.

A party ended unhappily.

However, they were all happy and sad.

Imperial Concubine Yu went back to the palace to throw a tantrum. It took a lot of effort for Mu Yanran to calm down.

However, she was also very unhappy!

When she saw Chunyu Hao's broken head, she was even more unhappy, but she still took out the medicine case and applied the medicine for Chunyu Hao.

"Master, look at how injured you are. I feel so bad for you." She applied some ointment to Chunyu Hao's head. He blew gently with his mouth.

Her lips brushed against his ear, intentionally or unintentionally. Her towering chest brushed against his arm.

Chunyu Hao had beauty by his side and was intentionally flirting with her. His heart couldn't help but be moved. He put his hand around Mu Yanran's slender waist and buried his head in her chest.

"Good Yanran, ever since you left for Mount Kunlun, we haven't met …"

Mu Yanran deliberately struggled, "I almost didn't come back today, do you still have the mood to think about this now?"

If not for Jin Yu Lie, maybe I would already be the crown prince today! It's all because he deserves to die! " Speaking of this matter, Chunyu Hao was extremely angry.

Seeing that her interest was almost dashed by her words, Mu Yanran quickly held Chunyu Hao's face and carefully blew at his wound.

"Don't worry, it belongs to you. It will definitely belong to you."

Her hand lightly slid across Chunyu Hao's lips, past his adam's apple, and her finger landed on his button. She used her long fingernail to lift it, and then she undid Chunyu Hao's button.

She shyly called out, "Hubby …"

The sound could make Chunyu Hao's bones go soft.

He could no longer suppress his emotions and pulled off Mu Yanran's clothes. She was wearing a red apron embroidered with lily and mandarin ducks.

There were two cute little white rabbits following Mu Yanran's movements under the apron.

Seeing this, Chunyu Hao's eyes gleamed.

He immediately threw himself over, grabbed the little white rabbit, and carried the lovable Mu Yanran to bed. Under the tent, it was a beautiful spring day and even the moon was shyly hidden in the clouds.

After the matter was over, Chunyu Hao always slept soundly.

Mu Yanran, on the other hand, was very clear-headed. She turned around and looked at the people around her. She felt depressed. With a sigh, she put on her clothes and got off the bed.

Right now, she was already a cultivator of the third grade of the Sea of Bitterness. It had to be said that she had two spiritual roots. When she started cultivating, her progress was very fast.

Right now, she wasn't sleepy. She simply found a high grade spirit sword and started practicing flying under the moonlight. Although her cultivation was progressing well, she was still quite a distance away from being able to fly on her flying sword.

Thus, the first thing she did was to use her Qi to control her sword to fly in the air.

If Mu Wan was able to cultivate a False Spiritual Root to the Divine Bridge, then she definitely wouldn't have a reason to lose to her!

After so many years, she was still able to compete with Mu Wan, but she had to think of a way to get whatever she had. Even if she threw away what she got, she wouldn't leave anything for Mu Wan.

Her cultivation was the same as well. She had to be stronger than her! There would be a day when she would be able to take back everything that had happened with interest, and she would have to trample her beneath her own feet.

Mu Yanran released her spirit energy from her right index and middle fingers into the treasured sword.

Slowly following her control, the treasure sword rose up from the ground and floated in the air. Then, following her control, the treasure sword shuttled back and forth in the air.

She was somewhat happy.

At this moment, the spirit energy became chaotic and the treasured sword suddenly flew out of his hand.

Mu Yanran quickly gathered her energy to pass by the rooftop, only to see the treasured sword darting in front of her.

She wanted to use her spiritual energy to control it, but the distance was too far and her spiritual energy could not catch up with the treasure sword. At the moment, the sword was like an unmanned airplane flying around in the sky.

However, when she saw that the spiritual energy in the treasured sword was exhausted, she saw that it had landed in an unknown place.

Mu Yanran did not think that much and followed after him.

When she saw her sword fall into a yard, she jumped down and was about to reach for it when another hand reached out from the other side.

Startled, she quickly retracted her hand.

Raising his head, he saw a familiar face.

"It's you!"

"It's you!"

Both of them were shocked.

When Mu Yanran looked again, she found that she had unexpectedly arrived at Chunyu Feng's mansion's backyard.

Seeing Mu Yanran again, the corners of Chunyu Feng's mouth slightly curled up as he looked at her.

She was wearing only a thin white dress with her hair flowing behind her back. Her long hair fell down to her waist and her face was unpainted. She looked very pure and elegant. There was a natural flush on her face, and it was very sexy.

This was the true beauty of the world.

Dressed in a white dress, her clothes fluttering in the wind, she looked like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world.

Chunyu Feng's heart skipped a beat.

As the gentle breeze caressed his face, Mu Yanran's hair fluttered in the pure and simple wind. A faint fragrance lingered in the air as he took a deep breath. "It smells so good …"

His hand lifted up Mu Yanran's lower jaw. Mu Yanran did not resist or refuse such a light movement.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Mu Yanran changed into a light and gentle voice, "I'm sorry for disturbing you. Lord Fifth, for some reason, my treasured sword fell into your yard. Please do not take offense to it."

He called for the Fifth Master to go through hundreds and thousands of twists and turns, all the way around Chunyu Feng's heart.

"And here I thought that the fairy had fallen into the mortal world by mistake. So it was Third Sister-in-law." The night is cold, so sister-in-law shouldn't catch a cold. " Chunyu Feng said as he took off his cloak and wrapped it around Mu Yanran.

His breath surrounded her.

Mu Yanran acted as though she was about to arrive, and Chunyu Feng nimbly hugged her, "Sister-in-law, be careful."

"Thank you, Lord Fifth."

"Sister-in-law isn't feeling well, why don't you let me carry Sister-in-law away?" As Chunyu Feng spoke, he carried Mu Yanran and headed towards the room.

"Didn't the Fifth Master say that he wanted to send me back to the Mu King's manor? "Why …" Why did he enter the room? He asked despite knowing the answer!

Chunyu Feng said, "Sister-in-law is not feeling well, why don't you come to my room to rest for a while first …"

"Good or bad …"

Under the moonlight, there was only an abandoned sword that was emitting a bit of a sad light in the garden.

Chunyu Hao woke up, but there was nothing by his side. He called out, "My wife …"

Mu Yanran just happened to walk in from outside. There was a hint of spring in the corners of her eyes, and she looked very attractive. Chunyu Hao's heart stirred and he was about to rush over again. Mu Yanran dodged it.

"Stop messing around, I have something important to ask you."

Chunyu Haoyue kissed Mu Yanran a few times before saying in satisfaction, "What is it, my wife? Tell me."

"Do you still remember Murin?"

As he suddenly mentioned this name, Chunyu Hao was stunned for a moment before vaguely recalling that such a person had indeed appeared in his life.

She was Mu Yanran's younger sister.

"Why did my wife mention her for no reason? Didn't she die a long time ago?" It's bad luck to bring up a dead person in the morning! "

"And if she isn't dead?"

"How is this possible!" Chunyu Hao denied it. "Back then, she was really dead. This King personally checked."

"Really?" Mu Yanran definitely did not believe that she knew Chunyu Hao too well.

Don't worry, even if This King did not personally see her fall, it is unlikely that she would have survived at that time. Normal people would not have been able to survive if they had left so much blood. Furthermore, This King ordered someone to throw her corpse at the cemetery.

Mu Yanran knew that Chunyu Hao didn't really want to say it, so she coaxed, "Husband, don't be angry. Think about it first. I remember there is a birthmark on Mu Rui's right arm, but I can't remember what it looks like."

"For what?" Chunyu Hao frowned. Since Mu Yanran asked, he tried his best to recall it. After a moment, he said, "Oh, right, I remember now."

"What shape?" Mu Yanran was very excited.

"A birthmark in the shape of a plum blossom."

"Is it really the Plum Blossom?"

"Will This King remember wrongly?" Chunyu Hao was not convinced, "It's a plum blossom birthmark with pink color. I remember very clearly that it is very rare to see such a birthmark. "

Mu Yanran quickly rubbed the ink on the paper for Chunyu Hao to draw.

Chunyu Hao threw the pen away, "Anyway, it's just a red birthmark in the shape of a plum blossom. What's there to draw?"

Mu Yanran felt helpless and could only draw on the xuan paper herself.

"Husband, take a look and see if it's like this."

Chunyu Hao glanced at it and nodded. The memories that Mu Rui had brought to him were not too good, and he did not even want to recall them.

Now that Mu Yanran had raised him so early in the morning, his face naturally didn't look good.

"It's her?" Mu Yanran began to ponder.

"What her?" What are you talking about? " Chunyu Lie didn't understand.

In her heart, Mu Yanran thought, "The color can change, but the shape and position can't. There's no such thing as a coincidence!" If she hadn't died, she would still be this old.

Could it really be her?