In the boudoir of Chu, people were drinking and drinking.
The scenery is beautiful.
Ling Muyun's clothes were already stained with rouge and gouache.
If it weren't for Ji Kuang's obstruction, Ling Muyun could hardly control himself and lived on the bed curtain.
"If you aspire to become a great master, it's best to keep your virginity."
After saying that, he glanced at Ling Muyun.
He walked out of Chu's boudoir in three swaying steps.
The cool breeze blew, and I woke up a lot from the wine.
Ling Muyu followed behind, not daring to say a word.
She felt too guilty and didn't know how to speak.
After finally arriving at the Marquis' Mansion, Ling Muyun called Ling Muyu to the room after Ji Kuang's repeated instructions.
"How come you're acting like this?"
"Brother! I..."
"Just call me Ling Muyun! No need to be too affectionate."
Some things seem to be relieved in my heart, but after more than ten years of bullying, I just let them go.
Ling Muyun is not a saint.
"Mu Yun, sister, I'm sorry for you."
Ling Mu burst into tears, feeling a little regretful or feeling sorry for escaping from the devil's cave.
"Say it!"
Ling Muyun poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Ling Muyu.
It turns out that after Ling Ying brought the Ling family to Jiankang, the family almost collapsed and everyone had to make a living.
In this way, I can live a normal life.
Unexpectedly, Ling Muzhong first attached himself to Huan Xuan, but was ignored by him as if he had abandoned his shoes.
According to Huan Xuan, he is useless except for talking big words.
Later, Ling Ying found a job as a nurse in the Xie family, and Ling Muzhong used this as a springboard to get a job with Wang Guobao, the son-in-law of the Xie family.
Wang Guobao was not welcomed by the Xie family and had little prestige in the court.
Ling Muzhong was on the front and back of the horse, serving him meticulously.
But Wang Guobao didn't feel that way, and relied on Sima Daozi with the Ling family's last coffin copy stolen by Ling Muzhong.
When he got a little better, he kicked Ling Muzhong away.
In this way, it can only be said that he knows people poorly.
Wang Guobao belongs to the Wang family of Taiyuan. It is said that there is no shortage of yellow and white things in the family, but when he first entered the court, he spent too much money on everything.
He turned around and deceived Ling Muzhong into the palace, where he became a eunuch and asked him to devote himself to complimenting Zhi Miaoyin.
He even sold Ling Muyu to Chu Gui and signed a death contract.
"...You, like Ling Muzhong, fawned over Wang Guobao, and finally..."
Seeing that she never mentioned anything about him, Ling Muyun added.
Ling Muyu lowered his head in shame: "Muyun, I just want to live."
She was right.
In Dingbei, her best fate is marriage.
Find a member of a small aristocratic family and marry her.
If her status was like that of Ling Muyun, it would be possible to become a concubine.
Even as the concubine of a merchant.
This is also the fundamental reason why she desperately strives to be recognized by the Ling family.
When her family moved, she saw the family's decline, and even more so, Ling Ying's helplessness.
When he came to the hall in the third realm and knelt down to beg at the door of Wang Guobao, he showed his age.
"Ling...Ling Ying is still in the Xie Mansion?"
Ling Muyun felt a trace of hatred that he shouldn't have.
"Grandpa is still in the Xie Mansion. Because... he knelt down to Wang Guobao and was demoted to a kitchen servant by the Xie family." Ling Muyu's voice became weaker and weaker.
"Ling Zheng has returned to Dingbeicheng. Presumably, Ling Muyi has also received the news. You can clean up tomorrow and go back too."
Ling Muyun said calmly.
"Thousands of miles away, I am a woman..."
Ling Muyu's words are not unreasonable.
"Then you go to Jiankang and come back with Ling Ying."
"Is Dingbei okay?"
"Nothing's wrong."
Having been abandoned by the family, it is really inappropriate to say that he is okay now.
After settling Ling Muyu, Ling Muyun lay on the bed and said: "The ears that pick the corner will rot sooner or later."
"Ah, haha, passing by, passing by! Mr. Zhou, what a coincidence?"
"Yes! The moon is full."
On the first day of the lunar month, there is no moon.
"In any case, after receiving a monthly salary for more than ten years, I can still save some and listen to music."
Ling Muyun said calmly.
The next day, Ji Kuang hitched two ox carts.
One car belongs to Zhou Xing and himself, heading to Shenxiandu.
One car, belonging to Ling Muyun, was heading to Jiankang.
"Two shoulders carry one head, why can't we touch the corners of his clothes?"
"Yes! Either die on the Immortal Crossing, or impress Brother Yun."
The two said so.
It’s all because of what Ling Muyun said after drinking: There is a secret realm in the Immortal Crossing.
Ling Muyu sat on the bullock cart and dressed herself up.
The neck, wrists, waist, and head are covered with jewelry.
She really couldn't figure out what Ling Muyun had been through in the past two years.
The car was filled with gold and silver treasures, which made the axle creak.
"If I……"
Ling Muyu's regret began with redemption.
Ling Muyun truly let go, starting from redeeming her life.
It's night, the stars are twinkling, and there's thunder and lightning.
After the thunder, Li Shang floated over, and beside him stood Lu Youtong, his eyes as bright as gems.
"Master Ling, I want to return to Youzhou, so I came here to say goodbye."
"I have a polite body and a sheeplike appearance. Thank you, Mr. Ling, for your great kindness."
Ling Muyun bowed and saluted.
Lu You was only 28 years old when he was young, and died at a healthy age.
The moment his soul left his body, Li Shang flashed over and caressed his forehead.
Memories from ten lifetimes came flooding in.
"Congratulations!" Ling Muyun knew that he couldn't say this around Lu Zongzhi.
But compared with the family ties of children, ten lives may be more worthy of celebration.
We exchanged greetings for a moment and then said goodbye.
"Mu Yun, what is this book that Sister Yang gave me?"
Ling Muyu took a black book, the famous "Netherworld Finger".
"It's a spiritual practice."
Ling Muyun wished he could send Ling Muyu back to Dingbei immediately.
He really couldn't imagine how deep the misunderstanding was that his half-sister was his wife in the eyes of outsiders.
However, what is gratifying is that Li Li Mingzi and Yang Rong waited for ten lifetimes and finally achieved success.
I will live up to the pain of missing you for thousands of years, just for one day to be with you.
"Hey! It's time for a wedding candy." Ling Muyun sighed.
He picked up the lantern from the car and thought about it carefully.
There is no light, but it can illuminate the night.
Mingwen flickered on the lamp body, and there was a faint singing.
"Muyun, where should I go to practice?"
Ling Muyu was not familiar with spiritual practice, but fortunately the books were written in official script, so he could still understand them.
"Let's stay in Dingbei. It's good for the Ling family to stay in Dingbei."
Ling Muyun not only answered Ling Muyu's question, but also pointed to the Ling family's destination.
Ji Kuang said, Xie Xuan passed away.
He opened up the Central Plains, regained his homeland, and was granted the title of Duke of Kangle County for his merits.
However, because of the suspicion of Sima Daozi, a powerful official in the clan, he was transferred from Pengcheng, an important border town, and returned to Huaiyin.
After arriving in the town, he claimed to be ill and asked to be dismissed from his post, and was appointed General Zuo and Internal History of Kuaiji. Eventually died of illness.
Xie Xuan was both civil and military, determined to save the country from danger in order to recover.
The "Beifu soldiers" are good at fighting. In the battle of Feishui, they defeated the enemy with wisdom and courage, and became famous in Jiangzuo.
Even with so many names, they ended up in a gloomy end.
Even if the "Wang Xie" family is like this, the unknown Dingbei Ling family is lucky to have a place to live in Dingbei.
As for Ling Tianjun's illustrious reputation, a thousand years have passed, so let's just regard it as the glory of the past.
"Aren't you going to Xiangyang?"
"Not going."
Sima Daozi, Princess Kuaiji, and Zhi Miaoyin may be involved in more than just foreign races.
At least, the contents in the coffin are inextricably linked to the three of them.
