The Counterattack of the Villains

Along the Lancang River, the scenery is magnificent and extraordinary, and the river is mighty and endlessly flowing.

The rising sun illuminates the jasper-like river surface, as if it were inlaid with a layer of gold.

In the warm morning sun, a young woman walked out from behind a mountain.

She was dressed in black, which made her skin as clear as jade and as white as snow.

She has a slender figure, a delicate and beautiful face, eyes as bright as paint, a smart and straight cherry mouth, and a tall nose.

What a stunning beauty with beautiful face.

Just looking at her expression, she seemed a bit lost and disheartened.

She murmured to herself: "Duan Lang is not unlucky to me, it's just because of some strange combination of circumstances that he is my half-brother. I want to forget him and never think about him again."

But it’s easy to talk about it, but how can you do it if you really don’t want to?

Whenever Duan Yu's handsome face and slender figure came to mind, it felt like someone had punched her hard in the chest.

This stunning girl was none other than Mu Wanqing, the first person Duan Yu fell in love with and was told, "That's your sister."

She already had a deep love for Duan Yu, and no matter how much she comforted herself, she would never be able to overcome the hurdle in her heart.

If a person falls in love, the thread of love will only get tighter and tighter until he can't extricate himself. How can it be so easy to untie?

Although Mu Wanqing was full of resentment, she didn't know who to anger and whom to hate.

Duan Yu didn't feel sorry for her, he just blamed it on God's will.

The master turned out to be her mother, who worked hard to raise her and had nothing to do with her.

King Zhennan is her biological father. Without him, she would not exist at all, and naturally she would not have met Duan Yu.

Although he felt sorry for his mother, he was kind and loving to her.

She couldn't even hate Dao Baifeng. As the original wife of King Zhennan, Dao Baifeng was the real victim.

She used an arrow from her sleeve to shoot Dao Baifeng, but Baifeng was not angry. Later, she shot her at the palace, accidentally injuring Duan Yu, and others did not make things difficult for her. This shows that she is not a vicious and vicious woman.

Mu Wanqing thought about it, and it seemed that no one was wrong. The only fault was that she fell in love with someone she shouldn't have loved.

Walking slowly to the river, Mu Wanqing stared at the river blankly, thinking to herself: "I only need to jump, and I won't have any worries anymore."

Her thoughts surged like a river. Although she thought of death, there was great terror between life and death, and it took great courage to commit suicide.

Just at this moment, she caught a glimpse of a green shadow in the corner of her eye, turned her head suddenly, and her breathing suddenly became rapid.

I saw a familiar figure standing quietly by the river dozens of feet away, looking quietly at the river.

He was dressed in an upright blue shirt, and his long hair was tied up with a hair tie. It swayed gently in the river breeze, showing his natural and unrestrained look.

Has he come out to find me?

Two strings of tears welled up in Mu Wanqing's eyes, and she ran over there quickly.

After getting closer, looking at the side face that haunted her, she unconsciously called out the title: "Mr. Duan."

The man turned his head, smiled slightly, and said, "Girl, are you calling me?"

The voice was as gentle as jade, but Mu Wanqing was stunned. It wasn't him. This person looked much older than him, but... why did he look so similar?

"You...who are you?" Mu Wanqing was stunned for a long time before she asked in shock.

The man smiled and said: "My name is Duan Yanqing. The girl called me Duan Lang. It's not wrong. I just don't remember that I have ever crossed paths with the girl."

Mu Wanqing looked at him blankly and asked subconsciously: "Do you know Duan Yu?"

Li Mu looked like he suddenly understood, and said: "So the Duan Lang the girl mentioned is that boy. So, you are Yu'er's unmarried daughter-in-law?"

In ancient times, it was very simple to tell whether a woman was married or not, just by looking at her hairstyle. Girls had girlish hairstyles, and women had womanly hairstyles.

Mu Wanqing styled her hair in a girlish style, saying that there was nothing wrong with her being a virgin daughter-in-law.

After hearing Li Mu's words, Mu Wanqing felt sad and said sadly: "Originally, it was, but now it's not, because... because he is my half-brother."

Li Mu said flatly: "This is absolutely impossible."

Mu Wanqing was stunned again. She looked at Li Mu blankly and said, "What's impossible?"

Li Mudao: "There is no way he is your biological brother. Even if he is a brother, he is still a distant cousin. In Dali, there is no rule against marrying someone with the same surname."

Duan Yanqing said that he and Duan Zhengming and Duan Zhengchun were cousins, but in fact they were already cousins ​​in their grandfather's generation, and by Duan Yu's generation, they no longer had much blood relationship.

"Why are you so..." Mu Wanqing's sad and dim eyes gradually brightened up. She suddenly realized what she was doing, looked at Li Mu expectantly, and said, "You call him Yu'er?"

Li Mu smiled and nodded slowly: "Yu'er is my son, and I am his biological father. I have nothing to do with Duan Zhengchun. You two can definitely become husband and wife."

"What?" Mu Wanqing was surprised and happy, and said anxiously: "What you said is true? How can you prove it?"

Li Mu put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Why do we need proof? Just because we, father and son, have at least 70% similar appearance and body shape, doesn't that explain the problem?"

"If not, you wouldn't have mistaken me for Yu'er just now. You should have met Duan Zhengchun. Are he and Yu'er even remotely similar?"

Mu Wanqing recalled briefly and found out that Duan Yu had a face with an oval face, but Duan Zhengchun had a face with a Chinese character.

Before, she thought Duan Yu looked like his mother, but now that she thought about it carefully, Dao Baifeng clearly had an oval face.

Duan Yu is nothing like his parents, but he is somewhat similar to Duan Yanqing. Could it be that Duan Lang is really not my biological brother?

But why didn't dad know anything about this and was so sure that Duan Lang and I were brothers and sisters?

Mu Wanqing's face alternated between happiness and sadness, and she was worried about gains and losses, so she asked Li Mu this question.

In fact, Duan Yu still looked like Dao Baifeng in his eyebrows, but Mu Wanqing only thought that Duan Yu was adopted by Duan Zhengchun and his wife, and did not even think about Dao Baifeng having an affair with someone.

Therefore, she naturally omitted the details of the facial features and judged only from the shape of the face.

Li Muzheng said solemnly: "Of course Duan Zhengchun doesn't know, but Yu'er's mother knows it very well. If Duan Zhengchun knows that Yu'er is not his biological child, how can he still be the crown prince of Zhennan?"

"I am willing to tell the girl, but I also don't want to see the girl feel sad about this, or even commit suicide. However, the girl needs to keep this matter secret, otherwise it will be extremely detrimental to Yu'er."

Mu Wanqing frowned and said, "But if this matter is kept secret, he will always be my biological brother in the eyes of others. How can I marry him?"

"What are the benefits of being the prince of Zhennan? Will it make him happier?"

Li Mu pretended to be silent, and after a while he said: "What the girl said makes sense. I have a way to make Yu'er your husband without revealing his identity."

Mu Wanqing asked overjoyed: "What method?"

Li Mu smiled and shook his head: "You can't say this method now, otherwise it won't work. Girl, just tell me if you want it or not?"

Mu Wanqing was completely despairing. To her, Li Mu's words were like a message from heaven. Although she was still doubtful, she still hurriedly responded: "I want it, I want it."

After saying that, he asked tentatively: "Can I tell Duan Lang about this?"

Li Mu nodded and said: "Of course you have to tell him, otherwise how could he be willing to be your husband? He should know his identity sooner or later."

When Li Mu said this, Mu Wanqing believed it a little more and couldn't help but feel even more delighted.