Chapter 1283

"Stop!"

Mu Xiong's harsh voice surprised others, and made Mu light song at the foot of a meal, looking back and turning. "Grandfather?" She has some indistinct on Mu Xiong's rigid face.

Mu Xiong stood up and sang to Mu Qingsong: "we know that our cultivation is too low. Staying here is an obstacle. We also know that you are worried about our safety. However, we insist on staying another night in the hope that you can have a good rest, rather than do other things. You can't turn without you, can't you? Are you going to burn yourself to death, and do you mean to kill us? "

Severe tone, but can not hide deep love.

Mu Qingge's heart trembles, and the bottom of her eyes looks guilty.

"Dad." Lianmu city wants to stop his daughter.

"Shut up Mu Xiong roared back to murian city. He said to Mu Qingge, "if you still recognize me as a grandfather, you can stay here and ask your mother to cook a meal for you. After eating, you can have a good sleep. Tomorrow... " Mu Xiong's tight face, a little shaking. Shaoqing, he said: "tomorrow morning, you will send us back, after what you love, we can't control you."

"Grandfather

Mu Qingge's heart is shocked, his knees bend and he kneels directly in front of Mu Xiong. "I'm sorry, it's the light song that's wrong."

Mu Xiong forced to endure the moist eyes and turned his head.

Mu Qingge looked at Sang Lan Ruo and said softly, "mother, please go to cook."

Mulberry blue if light wipe off the tears of the corner of the eye, smile way: "no trouble, I am going." Then she said to Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen: "you two, help your sister up quickly. The ground is cold. Don't freeze."

Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen wake up from the shock and hurry up to help mu Qingge. They have never seen the grandfather so angry, but they can feel this one of the sister's reluctant and heartache.

With the help of two people, mu Qingge gets up and looks at his relatives with complicated eyes.

This night, mu Qingge did not leave the palace where his family lived temporarily.

Together with her family, she had a meal cooked by Sang Lan Ruo. The family, happy, did not pay attention to the external wind and rain.

After dinner, the three small are arranged to rest in the room. King sangshun and muxiong are together, and muliancheng and sanglanruo are in another room.

Under the moon, in the hospital.

Muxiong and King sang Shun sat opposite the moon. On the stone table, there was a wine pot.

"In law, you are very powerful today, but I'm scared." King sang Shun was half joking.

Mu Xiong smiles bitterly and sighs heavily. "I'm the child who loves Qingge."

King sang Shun nodded, "I know."

"In law, you don't know." Mu Xiong murmured: "Ge'er, this child has a hard life. She was very young, she had no parents to accompany her, and she had to keep the secret of her identity. In our place, it's a big crime to bully the monarch and destroy the family. She is such a small child, so carry down. Before she was 15 years old, she could not even practice. She was called "waste material" all the time. She did not change her constitution until she met our grandson-in-law. From that time on, she has shouldered all the responsibilities with her thin shoulders, and has been fighting for Mujia to protect all people. The child, seemingly cold, but in fact, her heart is hotter than anyone else's! "

King sang Shun was shocked.

He never knew that mu Qingge could not be cultivated before he was 15 years old.

Muxiong watched the rise of muqingge in Linchuan, and King sangshun watched muqingge become famous in the middle ancient world. And in the land of gods and demons? They can not see the place, but also can imagine what mu Qingge experienced, step by step to this point.

She is strong enough to forget that she is also a woman, so that people forget to love her!

……

In the room, muriancheng also looked out of the window at the moonlight, drinking.

Sang lanruo took his cape and went behind him to put on his coat. "Liancheng, what are you thinking?"

Mu Liancheng said with a bitter smile: "I want to be a good man, a son of man, a husband and a father. Now, I want my daughter to carry everything, but I can't do anything."

"Liancheng, don't do this." Mulberry blue if choking way.

Her heart aches muriancheng, more love Mu light song.

"Lan Ruo, what do you say I live for?" The way of murian city's distress.

"Liancheng! You are still a little general of mujiajun. You can comfort my father, make my children and parents both, and make me live. " Sang Lan Ruo Dao.

"We are so comfortable that we hide in Linchuan and live our own small life," murian said with a lost smile. When a child is in danger, I can't do anything. I'm just a waste. "

Bang!

Mu Liancheng slapped himself in the face.

He is helpless, angry, but more chagrined at his helplessness. Heartache daughter, but in addition to heartache, nothing can do, that kind of mood, is difficult to say will.

"Liancheng, don't do this!" Sang lanruo cried and grabbed his hand.

Husband and wife, because of the heart of that guilt, and cry.That kind of powerlessness, that kind of self blame, spread in their hearts.

……

In another room, mu Qingge doesn't sleep, and Mu Xuewu and Mu Yichen are still here.

"I'm sorry, sister. I'm useless. After I met you, I just wanted to go back to Linchuan to accompany my grandfather. I thought that Mu Jiajun was suitable for me and didn't want to make progress. Now it has become a drag and can't help you. " Mu Yichen's guilty way.

"Sister, I'm the same. Although I have been working on refining tools, I still can't help you. Our family depends on you. "

Mu light song a Leng, crying and laughing: "what are you all thinking? Grandfather is sad, do you blame yourself? "

She took a deep breath and said to the second humanity: "everyone's choice is different. No one can force anyone to change for himself. The road to the strong is my own choice. No matter I'm a little Baron of Mufu, or a civilian, or anyone, I will go. And you, too, have your own way. "

She looked at Xiang Mu Yichen, "you stay in Linchuan, stay in Mufu, accompany your parents and grandparents, in fact, you are acting as filial piety for us. Moreover, you are also the most qualified successor of mujiajun, shouldering the mission of mujiajun in Linchuan, protecting the people and the country. And you... "

She turned her eyes and looked at the snow dance. "You inherited the blood of the Sang nationality and become an excellent craftsman is to bring honor to the family, and you are also doing your best to contribute to the family."

Mu Qingge spread out his arms, put them on their shoulders and said to them, "we are all the same. If we choose different roads, we will face different responsibilities. You do what you have to do, and I will guard this home. I won't let anyone disturb the peace in my home. Even if the sky is falling apart outside, I won't let our family be affected at all. This is my responsibility to be a strong man. "

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