Chapter 773

No matter it's eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, the front of the Mu Wan Rou, and the memory of the city, there is no similar place.

"Grandpa, what are you looking at?" Mu Wanrou could not help touching her face, but thought there was something strange on her face.

"I'm just looking at whether you and your mother look alike," said Mu Sheng

Mu Wanrou is merciless one Zheng, in the heart suddenly empty for a while, on the face immediately force a face to smile a way: "not like? How? When I was a child, people said I looked like my mother. "

"No way."

Mu Sheng slowly closed his eyes, and Mu Qingcheng's voice appeared clearly in his mind.

Whether it's facial features or voice, even 20 years later, he is still impressed.

Mu Qingcheng is the most indelible joy and pain in his memory.

Her death caused him a great blow. For a long time, Mu Sheng was ill in bed, unable to recover from the pain of losing his beloved daughter.

The smile on mu Wanrou's face can't help but be a little stiff: "Grandpa, do you still remember how your mother looks?"

"Of course, I can't forget her voice."

Mu Sheng sighed.

Outside the door, the servant gently slammed the door: "master, the medicine has been fried."

Mu Wanrou immediately raised his voice: "come in!"

The words fell, and the servant came into the study with the medicinal meal.

Mu Sheng did not face: "take the medicine away, the smell is terrible."

The servant gave a stiff smile, and immediately said respectfully: "master, this medicine can't be broken, drink it..."

"I asked you to carry it, didn't you hear me?!" Mu Sheng suddenly snapped at the desk angrily. His voice made the whole study tremble three times.

The servant was scared almost to his feet and knelt down.

"Muwan Judo:" OK, you go down

"Little lady, that medicine..."

"Well, I'll advise grandpa to drink. Go down first, lest grandpa get angry." Mu Wanrou waves.

The servant retired respectfully and closed the door.

Mu Sheng turned his head and looked out of the window, but his eyes gradually emptied: "Wan Rou, take the medicine away, I won't drink it."

"Grandpa, you're playing again. Although the medicine smells bitter, it's good for your health if you drink it. " Mu Wanrou comes to his side and gently covers the back of his hand, persuading patiently.

But mu Sheng insisted, "what's the good? How many years have you drunk this medicine? Is your body not like this? It can't be cured. Let it go. "

Mu Wanrou can't help but laugh, and coax a few words: "how can you say that? Grandpa, it's good for your health after all. I'll feed you, OK? "

Mu Sheng looked out of the window, did not speak, but did not refuse.

Mu Wanrou just got up and went to his back, but while he was looking out of the window, he quietly felt for a small bag of kraft paper from his pocket.

She carefully slit the kraft paper and sprinkled the white powder in the medicine bowl.

Stir well with spoon, colorless and tasteless.

The words that murian Jue ordered echoed in his ear: "don't look at that old bone's body going from bad to worse, I'm afraid it won't be able to live for several years. However, the old man is still holding the power in his hand if he wants to die. With him, the Mujia army is unstable. Only by removing him can I carry out my plan. "

Mu Wanrou gently stirred the medicine with a spoon, while her deep eyes slowly fell on Mu Sheng.