General Liang Xia

  Before, no matter how considerate Mu Xiao was, she was always afraid in her heart. For half a year, she basically didn't leave the house, and three meals a day would be delivered to her room. During that half year, she lived numbly, only knowing that the weather was slowly getting cooler, but not knowing what year it was today.

  She clearly remembered that year, Mu Xiuzhen wanted her as a hostage, but at that time the medicine had taken effect, he stumbled and rushed into the house, and before he even got close to her, he was kicked flying by Song Yishan. Although Mu Xiuzhen was somewhat weak at the time, he still held his sword firmly against Song Yishan. It was the first time she looked straight at Mu Xiuzhen, and also the last time she looked at him. Due to the effect of the medicine, before Song Yishan had even struck a few blows, Mu Xiuzhen's body was already covered in wounds big and small, she stood still watching them fight with swords in the house, she saw Song Yishan's sword pierce his chest, she watched as he fell unwillingly into a pool of blood.

  At that time, she was a blank in her mind. For a period of time, she had forgotten all about it. It wasn't until later when she saw the familiar scene that she remembered. That day, Song Yishan pulled her hand out of the room, and she numbly followed him through the corpses. The blood stained her embroidered shoes red, even dyeing the hem of her skirt red.

  Song Lingyu gazed at the flickering candlelight, slowly sat down and decided not to think about Mu Xiaoqian's affairs. For now, she needed to think of how to find her birth mother. The thought of returning in half a year to face Zhuang Qing and Song Linglu made her feel suffocated. One was Zhuang Qing who hated her to the bone, another was Song Linglu who had snatched the empress position from her and driven her to death, and then there was Lian Muyan who pretended to care for her. Without a doubt, they must be made to pay the price. Only now, her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't think of any method for the time being.

  A sleepless night. As she tossed and turned, she slowly got up, wanting to go out for a walk, but was stopped by someone before she even left the gate. The person was someone Song Lingyu remembered, named Mu Qian, who was sent by Mu Xiao to keep an eye on her. At this time, Mu Qian had two braids tied up and her right hand blocked Song Lingyu's chest: "The leader ordered me to come over and said I should serve you, but I don't have the patience to accompany you all night. If you don't have anything else to do, it's better to go back inside and sleep."

  Song Lingyu looked at Mu Qian: "I couldn't sleep and wanted to go out for a walk."

  Mu Yan's lips curled up in a slight sneer: "Who knows if you're just taking a walk or trying to make a run for it."

  Song Lingyu slightly opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but the words reached the tip of her tongue and she swallowed them back. The Mu Qian in her memory seemed to have a grudge against her, targeting her everywhere. However, thinking about it afterwards, he was right to treat her this way, after all, she was the daughter of the Prime Minister, a person of the imperial court. "Alright then." Song Lingyu said helplessly, and could only return to her room to continue lying down.

  It wasn't until the next day when the sun rose that she truly accepted the fact that she had come back to life again.

  That day, Mu Xiao didn't come to see her, as if he had already forgotten about her. She didn't mind either, and just stared blankly at the scenery outside by herself.

  Three days later, Mu Xiuzi suddenly came to her room, his face not looking good. He said: "The Prime Minister's mansion has come again, I want you to go with me."

  Song Lingyu nodded without hesitation, this was something she had known for a long time, and the people who came today were also known to her, except for the last time, this time even General Liang Xia came!

  This time, Mu Xiao Yan still wore a bamboo hat, which was something she had never understood from the past to the present. His face wasn't unsightly, so why did he always wear a black bamboo hat?

  Today he rode a red horse, making him look majestic. Song Lingyu, on the other hand, was held by Mu Qian's wrist, appearing completely immobile to others.

  At the entrance of Zhai Zi's house, she indeed saw General Liang Xia.