"In addition, King Hulan also prepared a backup plan." Mu Wanrou continued.

"What else can King Hulan do? If we win this time, power will return to the House of Noble Elders, and the king after Hulan Golden Tent will become a symbol without actual power." The head of the Muwan family said.

This is the ending they planned in advance.

It is said that countries such as Yajili in the West are following the path of the false king, emptying the king, decentralizing power and returning it to the aristocratic house of elders. Some countries have succeeded, and they can achieve it as long as they plan properly.

Therefore, he couldn't figure out what Queen Hulan's hand Mu Wanrou mentioned was.

"King Hulan has ambushed a group of elite armored soldiers in a remote area outside the valley, ready to rush in at any time... Huh, if the royal family hadn't been ahead, King Hulan gave the order and the elite armored soldiers came in, and none of the nobles would have survived.

No!" Mu Wanrou sneered.

"King Hulan, how dare he!"

An incredulous look flashed in the eyes of Muwan Family Master.

This thought once flashed through his mind, but as soon as he thought of it, he denied himself.

Mainly because he didn't believe that King Hulan was a mentally ill person.

In his opinion, only a madman with mental problems can make the decision to use force.

You must know that killing these family heads on the high platform is not the end, but only the beginning of chaos.

The reason why nobles have power is not because they say it in vain, but because they have private soldiers who have followed them for generations in their territories.

This kind of tribe only obeys the orders of the master family and will not obey the orders of King Hulan. It is truly loyal to the noble family.

After the death of the family heads, those families will immediately introduce new family heads, command the private soldiers of the tribes, and resist stubbornly.

After a bloody battle, no matter which side wins, it is natural that the Hulan Golden Tent will completely become history.

It's impossible for King Hulan to be that crazy.

But what he thought was different from the facts, so it must not be that the facts were false, but that he thought wrong.

"Do you think he doesn't dare? Have you ever thought that it's because you don't dare that he dares to do it?" Mu Wan said judiciously.

"Doesn't he want the Hulan Golden Tent? Why does this happen?" the head of the Muwan family said sadly.

"He would rather destroy the Hulan Golden Tent than let the nobles win. Now that the dispute between the nobles and the royal family has reached such a bad level that the two sides cannot coexist, whose problem is it?"

Mu Wanrou said calmly.

"We can discuss things. What we want is just votes, not to overthrow the royal family. How can we go to the point of fighting with each other? The Hulan Golden Tent has its own laws and regulations..."

"Laws? What laws? Which law says that a father can sell his children? Without this law, why would anyone do it?" Mu Wanrou looked at the head of the Muwan family, as if looking at a person.

Like a pile of flesh, there is no life in his eyes, but there is alienation and indifference.

The head of the Muwan family gave a bitter smile: "It's not that I don't want your daughter because of what happened back then, it's just that the liar was too hateful..."

"Forget it, the past is in the past, don't mention it again." Mu Wanrou turned her head and looked into the distance, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes...

He still wants to shirk responsibility. When will he admit that it is his problem?

Maybe you shouldn't have any expectations for him.

"Rou'er, let's not mention the past. It has been many years now and I have become old. The future of the Muwan family will always be in your hands." The head of the Muwan family sighed.

"The Muwan family is beyond my reach. Now, my second uncle asked me to be in charge, so I have done it. Don't expect me to take over the responsibility of the Muwan family."

Mu Wanrou raised her eyebrows and shouted loudly: "Xiaoqiao, see you off."

Then, she rolled her sleeves and entered the house.

Xiaoqiao walked out from inside...

Soon, after sending the head of the Mu Wan family away, Xiaoqiao returned to the room and saw Mu Wanrou standing in the middle of the room, looking at the portrait hanging on the wall, in a daze.

The woman in the portrait has a fluttering white dress and a gentle smile.

"Mom, Rou'er misses you." Mu Wanrou whispered.

Back then, after her father, the head of the Mu Wan family, gave her to his second son to be raised, her mother fell seriously ill and passed away after a while, which became Mu Wanrou's biggest regret.

"Miss, Madam is watching you from the sky. She doesn't want to see you sad." Xiaoqiao comforted her.

Xiaoqiao and Mu Wanrou grew up together. She still vaguely remembers Madam's appearance and her gentle smile. To her, Madam is not much different from her mother.

"I know that in recent years, I have been filled with fear. I have found that my hatred for that person is getting weaker and weaker, or maybe that person is getting older."

"In the past, I wanted to kill him with a thousand knives, but now, I just don't want to see him." Mu Wanrou sighed softly.

"Miss, actually... the master is indeed old, and some things should be over."

"He didn't kill my mother, but she died because of him after all. Before she left, she told me to take good care of him. Her feelings for that man have never changed in her life. Before she left, she still felt guilty.

Give him a son..."

When Mu Wanrou talked about what happened in the past, her heart felt calmer than before.

"In the past, I obeyed my mother's instructions and never disobeyed her requests, but I was unwilling to do so after all. After many years, taking this opportunity, I finally decided to live according to my own will. I feel more relaxed than ever before."

Mu Wanrou tensed up and felt that her relaxation came from her own choice.

The path she chose was different from the past, it was a choice to break free from the shackles.

From now on, the sea and the sky are vast, and she no longer needs to bear the shackles of her family's fate.

"Xiaoqiao, after this time, I'm going to Uncle Daqi's place." Mu Wanrou turned her head and looked at Xiaoqiao, with a smile on her face.

"Miss, then I'm going to pack my clothes and have something suitable to wear when we arrive." Xiaoqiao said without hesitation.

"Aren't you going to stay? There are many people in the Muwan family who value you very much."

"How could I possibly stay? I have been following the lady since I was a child. Naturally, wherever the lady goes, I will go." Xiaoqiao raised her lips.

"Well, we sisters will not separate."

"Miss, I'm going to contact my second uncle to see if he can send someone to pick us up," Xiaoqiao said.

"I don't need my second uncle to pick me up. Someone will go with us."

"Who is it?" Xiaoqiao asked in surprise.

"Bo Yanle, actually, she is a woman..." The corners of Mu Wanrou's lips raised.

"No way, how could Boyanle be a woman!" Xiaoqiao's mouth opened as wide as if she could fit a whole egg in.

"You can't tell from her appearance. I can detect her identity by looking at her eyes."
Chapter completed!