The Lady of the Farm in the Red Mansion

On the second day, Li Mu woke up earlier than Xiuyan. He saw Xiuyan lying on the bedside, holding his hand tightly. He pulled out his hand in annoyance, straightened his robes and strode away. Yes, Xiuyan smacked her small mouth, buried her head in her arms and fell into a deep sleep.

In another secret room, Li Mu was always wiping his blood-devouring sword, sitting on the big couch carved with dragons with a leisurely demeanor, like the Ninth Five-Year Supreme.

Gao Jiu rushed in angrily and kicked a low couch over in front of Li Mu.

Li Mu squinted at him but didn't speak, still wiping his blood-devouring sword, while suppressing his own emotions, he always habitually ignored the emotions of others.

Seeing that he didn't intend to pay attention to him at all, Gao Jiu rushed up, grabbed his collar, leaned into his ear and said in a deep voice: "You stop, His Majesty has dispatched them to the border, they are no longer you threatened!"

Li Mu lightly stroked Gao Jiu's hand, and looked into his eyes coldly with icy eyes, Gao Jiu unknowingly let go of his hand.

He took a few steps back, and sat down on a low table helplessly.

Li Mu straightened his clothes, and said casually: "I never feel that they are a threat to me, let them die just because they deserve to die!"

"Concubine Jia is already dead, how many more deaths do you want to stop before!"

"I never thought of stopping!"

Gao Jiu's heart trembled at Li Mu's non-cold words. He watched him wipe the edge of his sword, and felt that he was like a jealous devil. If he continued, he would really There is no turning back.

Gao Jiu persuaded: "Mu Lang, let go of your hatred, take her far away, leave the place of right and wrong, and live a peaceful life!"

Hearing this, Li Mu finally had an expression on his calm face. He approached Gao Jiu with a half-smile, "Jiulang, if it were you, you would see your parents lying in a pool of blood with your own eyes, and you could do nothing. The only sister Being raped by that beast in Jia's mansion, and exposed by that bitch, I have no choice but to kill myself with hatred, can you just let it go?"

"Mu Lang, the coup was a misunderstanding. Grandpa Huang already knew he was wrong. Didn't he treat you well after he knew your identity? I think you should let it go!"

"Be nice to me, can my parents survive if I'm nice to me? Can my sister be spared from those abuses? Can I be nice to me, can I restore my grandson's identity? No, not at all!"

"He hasn't lived for a few years, why are you * him!"

"I * him? Hehe, it's so funny, you actually said I * him!" Li Mu raised his head and chuckled lightly, his footsteps were flimsy, as if he could fall to the ground at any time.

Gao Jiu felt a little distressed when he saw him like this, he said in a slow tone: "Grandpa Huang is old, if you rely on him to vindicate your father, wouldn't it make him lose his life at the end of the day? Mu Lang, why are you I can't be more considerate of his old man, I remember you were a very filial child when you were young, why did you become hard-hearted when you grow up?"

Xin, it’s okay if he didn’t mention this word, but as soon as this word was mentioned, Li Mu grabbed his corset tightly. He was stunned by this word and took a few steps back. He jumped up, turned his back to Gao Jiu, and shouted in a weak voice: "Get out!" It was like the low growl of a wounded beast, although weak and powerless, it still had a terrifying power.

He actually told him to get out, Gao Jiu said angrily: "Get out, just get out, don't come to me again if you have anything to do! Hmph!"

However, Li Mu was so angry that he brushed a cup of freshly brewed hot tea onto the ground on the spot, his eyes were red with anger, his knuckles were crackling, and the back of his hand had already been scalded with several big blisters, but he ignored it and pressed his hand on the table. Gritting his teeth with hatred, he wanted to treat those political opponents as if he was merciless, but he knew that he was the only companion in this bloody world now , he killed him, and he was truly alone.

So he closed his eyes to try to calm himself down for a while, his thin lips were tightly closed, his chest was heaving up and down, after a long time, he still couldn't calm down, his lips moved, as if something was about to burst out of his chest , It seems to be very uncomfortable!

Seeing this, the ghost slave quickly ran forward to support him and said, "Is it because of heartache again, medicine, medicine?"

Li Mu pushed him away angrily. The tall and strong ghost slave was not pushed away, but he himself was pushed to the ground because of too much force. The ghost slave wanted to help him, but he tried his best to point out the door , said in an extremely weak voice: "Get out of here too!" The last word "Get out" was so heavy that it almost exhausted all his strength.

As soon as the word "scroll" was said, he leaned forward, and a large group of blood stains immediately melted on the carpet. A bitter smile melted on his face, and a redemption that saw through everything appeared in his eyes, and he tilted his head. , and fell to the side.

At the moment before he fell down, Ghost Nu took the first step to stabilize him, took out a white porcelain bottle from Li Mu's arms, unscrewed the cap and poured a pill in his hand, and gently opened his The paper was still white and thin lips, Li Mu swallowed the medicine but still didn't get better, Gui Nu looked around, probably felt that the air in the secret room was not circulating, so he resolutely picked him up and ran out of the secret room.

In the Qingxinyuan of Muyuan, the ghost slave stood by Li Mu's bed, held his hand next to his face, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and said to himself: "You are always like this, you don't say anything, you don't say anything. Bear it silently! Your illness is getting worse and worse, and your body is getting lighter day by day, but you don't care about it, what are you going to do?"

Hot tears flowed on his hands, he moved his fingers, slowly opened his eyes, withdrew his hands, turned his face to the side, and said lightly: "Didn't I tell you to go? Why don't you go?" Still here?"

"I'm leaving, who will protect you! I won't leave, unless you find someone better than me, then I will never hang on!"

"Up to you!" Li Mu ignored him and closed his eyes to rest.

Knowing that the lord will not drive him away, Ghost Nu tucked the quilt for him, then folded his arms around the sword, leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

It was already dark outside, and the last rays of light and shadows were scattered in the yard. The begonia plant in the center of the yard trembled its branches and leaves under the afterglow of the setting sun, and there was a trace of stubbornness in the fall that made people unable to bear to take a second look. Like Li Mu, he had to bear too much alone, without telling anyone, just bearing it silently.

Only the ghost slave knows how bitter he is in his heart, but the ghost slave knows that there is a disparity in status between him and the lord. , It hurts in my heart, he can't even show too much concern in front of him, because he doesn't have that qualification at all.