I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 294 A little bit sweet

Mu Wanwan had been here like this before, but now when she heard Master Cuiwu's words, she felt sour in her heart.

It's not that she doesn't know that she should do what Uncle Fifth Master said, but she can't do it.

Cui Wu sighed and slowly walked outside the barrier.

"Perhaps you have been by Senior Sister's side for too long and have been respectful to her, so Senior Sister often thinks that you are as weak as you appear.

But we can see clearly that you may be kind on the surface, but that may not be the case in your heart.

In Taiyan Palace for so many years, everyone thinks you have a good temper, but only those of us who are a little closer know that you just don’t want to worry about them too much. Use your temperament in this world to do something that seems normal but is

A perfunctory thing.

It’s just that by acting like this, you are still harming yourself.”

Mu Wanwan didn't answer, and it took a long time before she spoke.

"I used to be alone, and I was used to doing these things when I was alone, but now I can't change it even if I want to.

At that time, I didn’t want others to pity me because of my difficult life, so I put on this armor for myself.

When others see you wearing armor, they will naturally think that you are invincible. But in the final analysis, it just looks tough. In fact, even a harsh word from others can make me defeated.

Later, maybe there were more cuts, and the wounds were covered with layers, and then the armor could no longer be taken off.

Speaking of which, I feel lucky that when I came here, I met a few people who could peel off my armor. It's just... I'm unlucky, they don't live long.

Occasionally, some people live long lives, but now..."

Cui Wu shook his head: "You still blame her."

"It's not really a complaint, I just feel tired. After all, I regard her as my mother.

But she watched helplessly as I walked into their pre-designed trap, and watched as I nailed the soul-inducing nail into my soul with my own hands.

I really..."

Mu Wanwan couldn't find the words to describe her mood, so she could only change her words.

"Uncle Fifth Master, I used to be extremely afraid of pain."

Cui Wu looked at Mu Wanwan with complicated eyes.

"When did you find out?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Master Uncle Qinghui and Master Mingzhao are willing to stand up and defend me. I can still regard it as a show of support for the disciples of Taiyan Palace. But, what is the silence?"

Cui Wu didn't answer, so Mu Wanwan continued to speak.

"Jikong is an immortal, and all he has to do is maintain the stability of the world. Furthermore, Jikong and I had differences as early as the Ghost City Incident. I don't think he would abandon that time.

His judgment on me has guaranteed my life now."

Silence, a long silence.

"To be honest, I didn't react at first. But when Mrs. Song mentioned the soul-inducing nail and Mr. Zhu would rather die than let me nail it, I looked at my master. She was indifferent and distant, and she didn't even raise her eyes to look at me.

, like the noble stone statue I saw when I looked up when I was a mortal.

I knew that the thunder from the sky separated the world and killed the master who loved me so much.

I know that evil energy has entered my body now, and if I don't die, it is considered a favor of her. But the fifth uncle, I can't die, and now I can't die."

While talking, Mu Wanwan coughed again.

Cui Wu watched helplessly as Mu Wanwan coughed up pieces of blood.

Dazzling red.

But after a while, Mu Wanwan's side returned to its original state as if nothing had happened.

Mu Wanwan had no strength left, lay down on the ground and closed her eyes.

In the dream, there was a snowfield, and Mu Wanwan sighed helplessly.

"I'm dreaming again, how on earth are you going to bewitch me?"

After finishing speaking, footsteps came from behind.

Mu Wanwan turned around.

The snow suddenly fell heavily, and the wind howled and brushed against Mu Wanwan's eardrums.

In her ears she could hear the beating heartbeat and the crunching sound of snow as the visitor walked.

His face suddenly felt warm, and it was him who wiped away the coldness caused by his tears.

"Why did you come to me now? It's been two hundred years since you entered my dream for the first time. Is it because I forgot about you at that time?"

Mu Wanwan knew that this was a dream, so she asked questions cautiously, not even daring to speak too loudly.

But I couldn't control the slight trembling.

He just smiled gently, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes: "We haven't seen each other for two hundred years, why have you made yourself so embarrassed?"

Mu Wanwan shook her head and put herself into his arms.

He hugged Mu Wanwan back, slowly tightened his arms, and lowered his head.

Mu Wanwan could feel his breath blowing the fine hair on her head, and she could also feel him gently nuzzling her with his chin.

"How could I blame you for forgetting me? I'm afraid it's not too late. I'm most afraid that you will become like this.

But...how could you torture yourself like this?"

Mu Wanwan stopped talking and just answered silently in her heart.

After waking up and realizing that he was dead, I wanted to die all the time. But because I was thinking about this uncertain world and the people in this book, I didn't dare to die easily.

If you care about me, you will be plotted against.

After worrying about it, I ended up in this embarrassing situation.

She just walked into the barrier she had built for herself with a body full of illness and a heart that was already dying.

The sound of wind in her ears gradually faded, and Mu Wanwan opened her eyes.

There is no snowfield in sight, only spring flowers blooming.

At the last glance, at the twisted edge of her dream, she saw a strange and handsome face, and a pair of familiar and affectionate eyes.

"She hasn't lived a good life since I left."

It seems that he said something like this, but I can't hear it clearly.

Mu Wanwan opened her eyes and saw Lord Song Zhu standing outside the barrier.

Next to Song Zhujun, there is a mirror that has not been seen for a long time.

"Master Hanpo, please help me bring these pills in and give them to her."

Jing Shen frowned: "How can I give Wan Wan something made from a poison as strong as Xi He Gu?"

Song Zhujun was extremely anxious.

"Master, bring it to me. Mr. Zhu will not harm me."

Song Zhujun then looked at Mu Wanwan who was awake.

"You're awake now, you've been sleeping for half a month."

Mu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then said calmly: "It's been so long, no wonder you are so anxious."

Jing Shen took Song Zhujun's Qiankun bag and waved again.

Mu Wanwan saw her master getting closer and closer.

He reached out and took the Qiankun bag, pinched a few pills and put them into his mouth.

Mu Wanwan's expression suddenly changed: "Why is it so painful?"

Song Zhujun smiled: "Good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease."

Mu Wanwan was helpless and looked into the mirror with a deep smile.

Jing Shen spread out his hands, and there were two plum candies lying in his palms.

Mu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, but finally reached out and pinched one and put it into her mouth.

Not sweet, a little sour.

But she still raised her head: "Master, where did your plum candy come from? It tastes really good."

Jing Shen retracted his hand, smiled, and then took out a ring.

"You may be bored here. This Canglan Ring is connected to the library, so it's best to kill time when it's free."

Mu Wanwan took it blankly: "Thank you, Master."

Looking at the figure behind the barrier in the mirror, Mu Wanwan felt that the previous disagreements had disappeared.

It turns out that she really only needs a little sweetness.

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