Chapter 505 Edict

Mu Qingya bit her lips, and her hand on the edge of the skirt trembled slightly and could hardly stand. At this time, her brain was blank and she didn't even know how to react.

After just four years, her father has shown his old age. At this time, his temples have even appeared with white hair, and he is less than 40 years old...

Duanmu Lingyu saw Mu Qingya's body shaking slightly and quickly came forward to hold her arm: "Qingya, are you all right?"

"It's okay." Mu Qingya shook her head, pushed his arm away and knelt on the ground in front of Duanmu Lingyu. She leaned down deeply and saluted Mu An and said, "The unfilial daughter Mu Qingya visits her father."

Mu Yizhi took a deep breath, but his always resolute eyes were red. He bent down and helped Mu Qingya up with both hands: "Just come back." Just come back, so that the heart he has been worried about will be settled, which can be regarded as an explanation to his wife.

"Father, how are you doing in Yuhan?"

"With the emperor's more care, everything will be fine." Mu Yizhi had a happy smile on his face. As long as he saw his daughter's safety, it was worth it. "You girl, you haven't written a few letters to your father for so many years. You really deserve a good punishment." No father is unhappy when he sees his children. Mu Yizhi is no exception, but he has always been upright and resolute and can't express it for a while, but his lips have been shaking slightly when he speaks.

Mu Qingya got up, but tears couldn't stop falling down. The stone that had been pressed in her heart for four years was finally moved away, and a trace of long-lost sunshine shone in, making her heart gradually transparent and bright.

"Father, I want to take Anzhi to worship some mothers."

Mu Yizhi nodded: "Okay, I'll send someone to pick up your brother immediately."

Duanmu Lingyu shook his head with a smile: "No, I have asked Shadow and Leqi to bring Anzhi here."

Mu Qingya looked back at Duanmu Lingyu with gratitude in her eyes. Duanmu Lingyu smiled and was very helpless. Just after he announced the title of her, her look was faint. She didn't expect that she would be grateful just by bringing her brother here. Qingya really regarded power as a sight. If it weren't for the emperor, she would not have wanted to contact him. To the palace. He sighed slightly in his heart, and his feelings for Mu Qingya became stronger and stronger. He would definitely give this woman the best thing in the world.

Mu Yizhi and Mu Qingya sat in chairs separately and talked about what had happened in recent years. They were not good at expressing their feelings, but they knew that the other party cared about them, so the atmosphere was not boring at all.

After a while, Wu Ping came in and reported, "Your Majesty, Princess, Lord Mu, the young master of Mu'an is here."

Mu Qingya's hand on the back of the chair suddenly tightened and her heart was picked up.

At the door, Leqi carefully protected a white and fat little guy and came in. His round head, a pair of big eyes as black and bright as obsidian, and a hat on his head, because the edge was a little big that made him unconsciously want to reach out and hold it. At this time, facing the threshold, he didn't let the people beside him hug him, but slowly climbed over from above.

Mu Qingya smiled softly, and the tension in her heart slowly relaxed: "Anzhi..."

Mu Anzhi, who was lying on the threshold, heard a sudden sound and quickly looked up at the hall. The little hat on his head shook a little because of his movements and almost fell to the ground.

"Sister! Sister..."

Mu Qingya was stunned and looked at the little guy who stumbled to her. Her heart was full of surprise. Does he still remember himself?

Mu Anzhi ran over and jumped into Mu Qingya's arms. Her soft cheeks rubbed against her dress, and her eyes were full of happy light: "Sister, Anzhi misses you so much."

"My sister also misses Anzhi, but I didn't expect that Anzhi still remembers my sister."

"Anzhi remembers, Anzhi remembers clearly. Anzhi looks at her sister every day." Mu Anzhi's little mouth opened and closed, one by one, chirring like a fat sparrow.

Mu Qingya squatted down, her eyes looked up to him, and her eyes bent into crescents were full of smiles: "Anzhi is very powerful."

Mu Anzhi's little face turned red, arching in Mu Qingya's arms, revealing two red ears, but his voice was extremely proud: "Anzhi, awesome."

Mu Yizhi looked at the sister and brother, and his eyes were full of relief: "Yaer, after you sent Anzhi back, he couldn't sleep every day and cried a lot as soon as he woke up. The emperor sent a lot of imperial doctors to diagnose him but did not find the cause of the disease. Later, the housekeeper remembered and said that it was because he lacked your breath. He sent Anzhi to your room for his father, but he didn't expect that he would really get better. Speaking of which, this boy also knows who is the best for him.

Mu Qingya smiled and looked at An Zhi, who held her clothes tightly and did not let go. Her heart was full of regret. When Mu Anzhi saw his sister looking at him, he proudly straightened his small breasts and shouted crisply, "Sister."

Mu Qingya touched his head and whispered, "Anzhi, can I take you to see your mother?"

Mu Anzhi nodded and smiled innocently. Mu Qingya hooked the corners of her lips and turned her head to look at Duanmu Lingyu: "I want to see my mother." As long as he is accompanied by his sister, he doesn't care where to go at all.

Duanmu Lingyu walked to her side and took a cloak from Leqi's hand and put it on her: "I'll go with you."

"...good." Mu Qingya was stunned and then agreed. The imperial edict of the post-hood had been promulgated. It was also decided between her and Duanmu Lingyu. Naturally, it was good for him to see her mother.

In the corner of the palace, a very ordinary carriage slowly drove out and drove out of the city.

In the carriage, Mu Anzhi lay on Mu Qingya's lap, and his face was full of closeness: "Sister, will you leave Anzhi in the future?"

"I won't leave in the future. I can stay with him every day."

"That's great." Mu Anzhi gave a small cheer and got up very happily. "In the future, Anzhi doesn't have to look at the portrait anymore. Anzhi can look at his sister."

"Portrait?" Previously, when she heard An Zhi say that she saw herself every day, she didn't pay much attention to it. Now when she heard the word portrait, she suddenly understood and looked up at Duanmu Lingyu.

Duanmu Lingyu smiled and said, "It's nothing, but when Anzhi just came back, it was very noisy every day. I personally drew a few portraits of you to show him, making him feel that his sister was still with him."

He said it was light, but Mu Qingya couldn't know the exquisite thoughts in it. There were warm streams in his heart, and the smile on his face became more and more real.

Out of the gate, Mu Qingya's heart calmed down. Last time she left, she didn't dare to see her mother, because she was carrying a deep blood grudge. Now everything has settled, the big revenge has been revenged, and the surging in Yuhan's darkness has also calmed down. She can stand straight in front of Qin Yue to plead guilty.

At this time, it was almost evening, and few people came on the outskirts of the city, and no one could be seen at this time.

Mu Qingya has changed into a plain white shirt, and there is no decoration on her head. She simply coiled her hair with a white jade hairpin, and the hair waterfall she gave birth to hang behind her, fluttering with the breeze.

Mu Anzhi was held tightly by her. At this time, he seemed to feel that the atmosphere was wrong. The joy on his face decreased a lot, and he looked back and forth uneasily.

Walking to a very clean and neat tombstone, Mu Qingya stood still, and tears slowly gathered in his eyes.

"Mother, Ya'er is back."

"Sister." Mu Anzhi knelt on the ground with Mu Qingya, with tears in his eyes, "Is this mother?"

Mu Qingya turned around and hugged him: "Yes, this is the place where our mother sleeps peacefully."

"Why didn't mother come to see us? Although Anzhi doesn't remember his mother, M mother said that if Anzhi is obedient, his mother will be happy. Is her mother happy now?

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and Mu Qingya nodded with a smile: "Of course it will. Mother will be very happy."

Mu Anzhi became happy: "Well, Anzhi will be very good in the future. It doesn't matter if my sister is not obedient. An Zhi will be very obedient and help my sister make up for it, and then my mother will be very happy and happy every day.

"Sister, thank you, Anzhi."

"Hey." An Zhi smiled, with tears on his face that had just fallen, but the smile was particularly gorgeous.

Mu Qingya slowly wiped away her tears and said to herself: Mother, Yaer has already avenged you. You can rest assured. You don't have to worry about Anzhi and his father. Your daughter will take good care of them. If you want us, you must come back to have a look. Leqin girl wants to be by your side at this time. If there is anything wrong, you can scold her well and kowtow to you one day when she sees you.

Danmu Lingyu squatted down, held her hand, and helped her up: "Qingya, Mrs. Mu definitely doesn't want you to be so sad."

"I know." Standing up along his strength, Mu Qingya whispered, "Mother, he is Duanmu Lingyu, that is, today's Sheng Shang, you should know. The imperial edict has been issued. Three months later, the daughter will enter the middle palace as the mother of the country. Mother, you can rest assured.

Duanmu Lingyu took the lit incense from Leqi's hand and bent down to worship Qin Yue's tombstone: "Madam, I will take good care of Qingya. Please rest assured."

After worshipping Qin Yue, the stone in Mu Qingya's heart completely dissipated. When it was getting late, she wanted to follow Mu Yizhi directly back to Mu's home, but she was stopped by Duanmu Lingyu.

"Qingya, the Mu family has not been arranged yet. You'd better live in the palace first. In two days, I will arrange the manpower and send you back.

Mu Yizhi also nodded: "Yes, as soon as the imperial edict came down, the dark tide must be surging in the court, which is very uneasy. It's good for Qingya to live in the palace." Previously, she lived in the palace for half a year because of poisoning, and now there is nothing to live for a few days. I think the emperor will make arrangements.

One night later, more exciting news than the emperor's return spread all over Yuhan:

The emperor made Mu Qingya queen!