Long live the best

As a result, Mu Le suddenly turned around and pointed directly.

"Mother, do you like foster father?"

As soon as the words fell, Mu Ci's charming face immediately flushed red, extremely ashamed and angry.

"You bastard!"

"Did mother teach you like this since childhood?"

Mu Le's face panicked: "Mother, mother...don't, my son is wrong!"

"Do not fight……"

Under the moonlight, one person chased and the other escaped in the yard.

There was a drama of a golden stick producing a filial son.

Mu Ci is a woman who has endured this kind of interrogation. Even if Mu Le said nothing wrong, she would run away in anger.

He picked up his stick and chased and beat him for a long time before he sat down on the stone bench to rest out of breath.

Mu Le, a rough-skinned and thick-skinned general, is not even afraid of swords.

But he was still afraid of his mother's stick. He had been beaten a lot since he was a child, and now he was kneeling in front of Mu Ci with his teeth bared.

"Mom, I was wrong."

Mu Ci glared at him angrily, with a beautiful demeanor: "If you say such things again in the future, mother will sever ties with you!"

Mu Le's eyelids twitched, so cruel?

He hesitated and said, "Mother, I told you tonight, but my son won't talk about it from now on."

Mu Ci pursed her red lips and fell silent.

Seeing this, Mu Le continued: "Mother, you have worked hard for most of your life taking care of me and my sister these years."

"Now that my son is married and starting a business, how can I delay you any longer?"

"You are a good woman, I think it will not be difficult to find one..."

Mu Ci's face turned cold: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about!!"

Mu Le said stubbornly: "It is!"

"Father is a good man, worthy of entrustment! You are also a good woman. If you have mutual intentions, your son will definitely not obstruct anything."

Hearing this, Mu Ci's cheeks flushed, like a girl in her twenties, a stone fell to the ground for some reason in her heart.

Ale did not object, which is good news.

But she didn't show it on her face, instead she was embarrassed, staring and gritted her teeth.

"You bastard!"

"You are shameless, mother wants more!!"

Immediately afterwards, she picked up the stick and chased and beat the innocent Mu Le.

Chapter 473 A Le's matchmaking!

A Le was beaten away.

In the silent yard, it was empty.

After blowing the wind for a while, she walked into the house again, closed the door tightly, and came to the bronze mirror like a thief.

The hands that do not work have gradually become whiter and no longer rough.

She lightly caressed her cheek with her green five fingers, and there was a gentleness unique to Central Plains women.

When her hand touched the wrinkle at the corner of her eye, there was a hint of worry about gain and loss in her beautiful eyes.

Famous generals are most afraid of old age, and beauties are most afraid of gray hair.

"Ugh……"

In the dark room, she sighed softly.

"Forget it, a heroic emperor like His Majesty, how can I, an ordinary woman, dare to expect so much?"

"The gap between me and him is like a gap, insurmountable."

"Instead of shamelessly posting it, it's better to think of him like this, and hope that he and his empire will become stronger and stronger."

"He has done enough for the Mu family, but what can I bring him? Even if it is beauty, with three thousand beauties in the harem, who can I compare to?"

After she finished speaking, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The plain to moving cheeks were filled with sadness.

Finally, he stood up slowly, looked at the portrait affectionately, and blew out the only candle.

What Mu Ci didn't know at the moment was that Mu Le didn't go far, but instead eavesdropped in the yard.

When hearing her faint sigh and talking to herself.

Mu Le frowned, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

He didn't expect his mother to have such a thing on his mind.

"no!"

"Mother has suffered too much these years, I have to find a way!"

the next day!

Qin Yun received Mu Le.

The monarch and his ministers walked and chatted in the imperial garden.

"Ale, you are mature, you have experienced the baptism of war several times, and you can already be on your own."

Ale smiled shyly and touched his head. It was still the boy: "Father, you are the one who promoted and taught well."

Qin Yun laughed.

"You kid has learned to be humble."