Chapter 1097 Ninety-six·Help

When he woke up, Mu Qinglu felt that his whole body was falling apart. He sat up with his head and vaguely remembered that he seemed to have encountered Song Xiangyu's ambush with Miss Mu San. Miss Mu San finally wanted to take her with him.

He broke through the siege, but he was unable to do so.

He opened his eyes widened suddenly and shouted in horror: "Aunt!"

"You're awake?"

A familiar voice sounded in the darkness. Mu Qinglu turned his head suddenly in disbelief, shivered all over his body, and shouted in shock: "Brother?"

How could he hear Tang Qingfeng's voice?

Isn't he dead?

The lights started, Tang Qingfeng blew out the fire note in his hand, walked up to him with a nod, looked at him, and then whispered: "Okay, just wake up, you've been sleeping for three days."

Mu Qinglu felt like he was dreaming. It was obvious that he was on the verge of life and death with Miss Mu San a moment ago, but when he opened his eyes, he saw his eldest brother Tang Qingfeng. This made him feel a little dazed and thought he had returned.

When I was in Guizhou.

At that time, he didn't know his life experience. Even if he was just an adopted son, he lived carefree life. He followed Tang Qingfeng's butt every day, practiced martial arts in the school field, and rolled around in the military camp all day.

Thinking about such a day, it seems that it is very far away from him.

From the beginning of knowing his life experience, he felt like he was carrying an invisible shackle on his body.

This shackle reminded him all the time that he was carrying a deep hatred of blood and the responsibility of regaining the Mu Mansion.

So when he thought he was going to die, in addition to being afraid, he was actually more relieved. He could not let Miss Mu San and Mu Mansion down, and he did not want to go against his adoptive father and Xiao Heng and others against his will.

He said it was a relief.

Seeing that he had not spoken, Tang Qingfeng reached out to shake in front of him: "Are you stupid?"

Mu Qinglu realized it later and realized that he was not dreaming or dying. He actually saw his elder brother. He couldn't tell whether he felt more ashamed or more grateful. He choked and shouted.

The eldest brother rushed towards Tang Qingfeng.

The boy was obviously tall and thin, but he rushed over and called his elder brother. He seemed to be the child who was shaking his hands more than ten years ago when he was walking. Tang Qingfeng was silent for a moment and reached out to hold him.

He patted slowly on his back: "Okay, it's okay, it's all over."

After Mu Qinglu's mood eased a little, Tang Qingfeng looked at him calmly: "Now I'm scared when I know, why didn't I know how to write a letter to me or my father?"

Mu Qinglu felt guilty: "Auntie looks at me, and I have tried writing letters, but I don't know where you are, but I've also discovered it by my aunt several times."

Tang Qingfeng sighed deeply: "Qinglu, do you know why you can survive?"

Mu Qinglu was stunned.

After a long time, he whispered: "Is it your Highness?"

Tang Qingfeng nodded: "I don't hide it from you. It's your highness's intention. Therefore, Qinglu, you should know that you are lucky. My father guards Kunming and is not in the army. Because of this, my opinion is actually insignificant.

However, Your Highness still chose to save you a life. Qinglu and Miss Mu San are undead, it is really unreasonable. Someone will always bear the responsibility for killing Mutong. Moreover, this is an excellent opportunity for the court and Your Highness.

Miss Mu San killed the current chieftain and forced her to break into the Presbyterian Church and was killed by Bai Xiong. This is the best result. Do you understand?"

In this way, Mutong died and Miss Mu San died. The remaining Presbyterian Church was a group of old men. There was no one in the Mufu legitimate branch. In addition, Mutong's release of elephant soldiers had lost all the people's hearts, and the Mufu was abolished.

It is also a matter of course and imperative.

Mu Qinglu naturally thought it clearly.

He himself did not think about being the chieftain. In his opinion, if he really wanted the chieftain, the court would not have had much effort to attack Mutong.

Now that I want to talk about what my heart feels, in addition to feeling a little sad because Miss Mu San died, he was more relieved.

He nodded heavily.

Tang Qingfeng stared at him carefully, and saw that he really had no resentment, so he smiled with confidence: "It's good that you can understand, okay, don't think about other things you have, just recover from here.

After the injury is healed, the Presbyterian of Mu Mansion will naturally submit a letter to the court, saying that you were the orphans hidden by their Presbyterian when Mu Tong persecuted the legitimate branch of Mu Mansion. At that time, Your Highness will also ask you for a title."

But Mu Qinglu frowned and looked up suddenly: "Brother, can I not want it?"

He paused, and then continued under Tang Qingfeng's gaze: "Can I not want this orphan identity? I understand your noble's kindness and want me to restore my identity. But for me, I

I was raised by my father and mother at a young age. I always thought that I was a Han Chinese, and I didn’t like to be a chieftain or the heir to the Mu Mansion. Anyway, my aunt is dead now. Although the Presbyterian Church has no idea, people’s hearts are

Who can tell me this kind of thing correctly? As long as I restore my identity, I will always be the descendant of the toast in the eyes of some people with ulterior motives. It is hard to guarantee that someone will instigate me to cause trouble. Even if I don’t cause trouble, how can my descendants, and my descendants,

I promise that I will not be provoked to recover the Mu Mansion? So, why not forget it.”

That's it.

It simply made everyone think that no one in the legitimate branch of Mu Mansion in Yunnan existed.

In this way, even if there are other side branches that want to cause trouble, they will always be injustice and will not cause much trouble.

Tang Qingfeng looked at his brother deeply for a while, suddenly laughed a few times, and then patted his shoulder: "Okay! Good boy! It's worthy of being taught by his father, you can see clearly! Since you said that,

I will go back and tell Your Highness, don't worry, you are always my younger brother, this will never change no matter what."

Mu Qinglu nodded with relief.

On the other hand, Old Master Mu has also arrived in Dali.

Looking at the familiar Mu Mansion, he suddenly felt a little dazed. After a while, he stepped in and met Xiao Heng under the reminder of Song Xiangyu.

Xiao Heng was indeed a little younger than he expected, and his appearance was more handsome and outstanding than he expected. When he looked at you, he was invisibly pressured. This is the momentum that only those who have been in the top position for a long time have.

It is the experience and precipitation of giving orders and the numerous bones.

He praised in his heart and stepped forward to salute Xiao Heng.

Before Xiao Heng could kneel down, he had already stepped forward to help him.
Chapter completed!