MTL - Alluring His Wife: The Evil King’s Fifth Consort-Chapter 1052 Deja vu

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Mu Yan brows slightly wrinkled, then nodded heavily.. "Because you said this, I really feel that I have experienced this, but I don't know when I experienced it."

Mu Yu said extremely well, the tone is unquestionable.

Many people have had this feeling. Sometimes you have experienced people and things that you have encountered in real life, but you can't remember when and when you experienced it.

Because everything that happens is in a dream, some dreams, you remember, but there are still many dreams that disappear from your brain from the moment you wake up.

When you experience the dream again, you will suddenly remember.

However, the so-called dream is not a dream, but an experience that you have actually experienced.

No one can explain this phenomenon.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the dream has always been the moment we separated. Maybe there is, maybe I just didn't do it, or I forgot it myself." Irene told everyone about her dreams. Oh, but still didn't tell Mu, she didn't belong here.

She is from modern times.

So some of the content in her dream was omitted.

Including the final separation, she just told Muz that the person who really solved the curse was her, but did not tell why.

If Mu Yu seems to have met the experiences of these dreams, then he should also understand that she does not belong here.

She is from the future.

And he will also understand why she does not tell Mu’s true identity.

Because she is really scared, whether it is back to the hidden family or telling Mu, she comes from modern.

She is afraid of facing the dream again.

She does not want to be separated from Mu Xi, nor is she willing.

Even if all the things are over now, the demon and the secluded are dead.

The only person who still has a curse is left with Cangchu.

And she can return to the dragon and tiger spirits of the hidden family, she has long since discarded.

Mu Yan also clasped Irene's hand. He finally understood why when he first met Eileen, she always gave him a sense of familiarity, as if she had known each other for a long time.

"Yes, it doesn't matter." Mu Yan's light and foggy light slowly moved to the belly of Irene's high rise. "So we are calling our daughter Suer?"

Musu, how a lively and playful name, she took the name just to remember the admiration.

Compared to the name that Mu Yu gave to his two sons. Mu Chenyi, Mu Chenyu, a little more profound and a good sustenance for their future.

But the name Suer represents a story.

Just like her name, Wei Weiwei, Shanwei these two words, but pinned her mother's feelings for her forever.

"Well, it is called Suer." Irene smiled and looked at Mu Xi, the name of Suer also pinned the relationship between him and Mu Yu.

“Remember what Su’s looks like?” Mu whispered and asked.

Irene nodded first, then shook her head again. "If I let Suer see me again, I must recognize it at first sight, but now let me recall the appearance of Suer, but I can't remember it." ”

"Of course, our child will be exactly the same as Suer." Mu Yan gently touched Irene's stomach, and then squatted down and gently put her ear on Irene's abdomen.

The landscape lodge in the moonlight shade is reflected behind Irene and Muhammad.

The beautiful mountain scenery, the waterfall flowing down the stream, the cabin that smokes the smoke, the children playing at the door, and the half-necked at the moment, the ear sticks on the belly of Irene, listen carefully to the admiration of the fetal movement.

At that moment, the figures are united and intertwined into a beautiful but simple picture.

The feeling of the moment is that the years are quiet and safe.

Mu Yan and Irene have always been imagining that two people left the palace with their children, looking for a quiet and peaceful place to live in seclusion, and live a square and ordinary life.

And now the picture is the happy life they have been pursuing.

However, just for a moment, the patch in the moonlight shade was under the flow of air, and the cabin and beautiful mountain view behind Irene and Musie disappeared.

But the shackles of the two of them reflect the beautiful happiness that has never been seen before.

The advent of the early winter, the morning of the morning is still shrouded in a layer of night, the sky holding a horse, slowly along the dew-covered bluestone path on the way out of the palace.

The long, straight figure casts a long shadow in the thin moonlight of the sky.

Cang Chu took out the bronze mirror of his arms and looked at the face of the bronze mirror. If the lips of peach blossoms in March had a faint smile, then Cangchu looked back and looked at the magnificent palace in the night.

The person who lifted his lips and appeared in the bronze mirror also raised his lips, as if he was laughing at Cangchu.

When Cangchu re-accepted the bronze mirror, he took the horse and continued on his way.

The faint moonlight stretches the shadows of the sun and the horse, stretching and stretching...

The hooves slammed on the ground of the blue slate, and it was exceptionally crisp and pleasant on the quiet Changning Street. Every step was full of rhythm.

In the alleys of the intersection, there are some homeless beggars. At this moment, they are still silent in their dreams. Although they are covered with golden straw and covered with broken cotton wool, they do not affect their dreams.

Cang Chu took the horses and walked by them, and the moon-length figure just fell on the skin of a thin, shackled body covered with worn cotton.

The moonlight was blocked, and at this moment, a pair of smart and sturdy black and white squats slowly opened, lifting up a small, delicate face with a dirty face, and the cold air in the early winter rushed over. She frowned unconsciously.

"Hey..." A lazy voice rang in the quiet Changning Street.

At this time, the sound of the horseshoes came to an abrupt end.

Cang Chu looked back and looked at the person who was shrouded in the corner and covered with cotton wool to reveal only one face. Under the moonlight, he could not see the face of the person who called him, but her pair of eyes were like jade. Black and black eyes are particularly attractive.

"What?" The sound of the clear and clear voice was a little warm in the early winter morning.

"You block me from the sun, you have to lose money." Her voice is as playful and lively as her eyes, mixed with the sound of just waking up, it is as soft as a child, it is very nice, also Very harmless.

Cang Chu looked up and looked at the moon in the sky, the sky has begun to slowly become brighter, the moonlight has been very light, and after a while, the moonlight will be replaced by warm sunshine.

If the lips of the peach blossoms are slightly raised in March, they will be very bright under the intertwining of the night and the white. "What do you say?"