Mu's father and Sima Qingqing searched far and wide for famous doctors and good medicines to help Bai's mother recover, but to no avail.
When Mu Qing was ten years old, his father became the prime minister, and his mother died in the same year.
Mu Qing is five years younger than Mu Ya.
In the last few years of Bai's mother's illness, Sima Qingqing took care of all the affairs of the mansion on her own, so that Mu's father and Bai's mother would not have to worry about the affairs of the mansion.
She offered to let Mu's father accompany Bai's mother, while she stayed in their backyard with Mu Qi and Mu Ya, never appearing in front of Bai's mother, as if the Mu family did not exist.
Perhaps it was a woman's intuition, but Sima Qingqing instinctively felt that if she didn't appear in front of Bai's mother, the other party might feel more at ease. If this was the last thing she could do for her, then she was willing.
Although she never appeared in front of Bai's mother, she meticulously took care of Bai's mother's food, clothing, daily necessities, and the medicine she took.
She genuinely liked the gentle and kind-hearted Sister Bai. Even if she couldn't cure her, she would do her best to make her feel better.
No one in the manor knew that the medicinal herbs Sima Qingqing bought for Bai's mother were the best ones chosen after consulting with a doctor, and she even used her own dowry.
On the day Bai's mother passed away, she suddenly asked to see Sima Qingqing. Sima Qingqing stepped into Bai's mother's room in disbelief. She had been married into the Mu family for more than ten years, and that was the first time she had stepped into Bai's mother's bedroom.
Bai's mother lay on her side by the bed, dismissing the servants and the original owner of the body and her son. Looking at Sima Qingqing, whose face had become much thinner and more haggard, she smiled gently and called out softly, "Sister."
The usually strong-willed Sima Qingqing immediately turned her back, tears streaming down her face.
No one knows what they said, but when Sima Qingqing came out, she was holding a jade-green hairpin in her hand with great care.
That was passed down from Bai's mother to Bai's mother; it was an heirloom from her maternal family and the thing Bai's mother cherished most.
In the end, Bai's mother reluctantly closed her eyes and never woke up again.
Under the tutelage of her mother, Mu Qing developed a refined and gentle temperament from a young age. She learned painting and music from her mother, and even at a young age, she displayed a unique style in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
His temperament was like his mother's, gentle yet firm with a touch of aloofness, his eyes held a faint sorrow, and he exuded an air of subtle distance.
Mu Qi is the eldest son, sixteen years old this year. He is quite famous in the capital for his talent, loves reading, and is a handsome young man with a strong sense of integrity.
Although Mu Ya is a woman, she dislikes needlework and has been learning martial arts from a martial arts master since childhood. She is a heroic and energetic woman.
After receiving the original owner's memories, Mu Qing couldn't help but sigh. In this era, it's hard to judge right and wrong when two women fall in love with one man, have children, and live together.
In Mu's father's heart, Bai's mother always held an irreplaceable position. However, it was too difficult to avoid betraying each other, and in the end, both of them suffered losses.
Although Bai's mother is gentle in nature, she is tough on the inside and cannot tolerate any flaws when it comes to relationships.
Although she harbors no resentment towards Muhammad's father, time has passed and things can never go back to the way they were before.
Sima Qingqing is a straightforward woman. After marrying Mu's father, she always respected Bai's mother. Mu Qi and Mu Ya also respected Bai's mother.
Perhaps that's why Bai's mother never held a grudge against him, but she just found it really hard to get close to him.
Until the day she was about to leave this world, that woman, gentle yet strong, finally chose reconciliation and genuinely accepted the woman who had been so devoted to her.
After Bai's mother passed away, Mu's father was heartbroken. Sima Qingqing and her children were worried that the original owner was also upset, so they treated him with even more care. This made the original owner feel that this family affection was inexplicably heavy.
So he decided to leave the Prime Minister's residence under the pretext of going to Tianfo Temple to erect a longevity tablet for his mother and pray for her well-being, and then go out for a period of quiet meditation at the temple.
Unfortunately, due to poor health and the long journey, coupled with the cold weather and thin bedding in the temple, the original owner caught a cold and passed away quietly on a cold, dark night.
When she woke up again, she was Mu Qing, who came from the apocalypse.
Mu Qing couldn't help but sigh at the impermanence of life...
After tidying up, it was already dawn. Mu Qing, supporting her aching body, got dressed, washed up, and went out.
Tianfo Temple is located on Anshan Mountain, which is hundreds of meters high and covered with lush trees. When Mu Qing looked down from the mountain, the lush greenery seemed endless. Apart from Tianfo Temple, Anshan Mountain was sparsely populated for miles around.
The deep mountains are home to wild beasts, and the mountain paths are treacherous. Apart from the Heavenly Ladder to the Buddhist Temple, you can hardly see anyone in other places on a normal day.
The monks in the temple all practice ancient martial arts and are usually scattered around the Heavenly Ladder area to ensure that visiting pilgrims are not harmed by wild animals. Generally, pilgrims will not leave the temple's safe area without permission.
Mu Qing was thrilled to see the primeval mountains and trees; for him, this was a natural treasure trove for cultivation.
Composing himself, Mu Qing planned to first erect a longevity tablet for Bai's mother, and then give all the silver he carried to the temple as incense money, which could be considered as fulfilling the original owner's filial piety towards Bai's mother.
He was unwilling to return to the Prime Minister's residence for the time being, after all, he was not the real Mu Qing, and he really didn't know how to face the original owner's family.
Mu Qing has always been easygoing and would never make things difficult for herself.
He planned to first find a place to settle down in Anshan, raise his superpower level to level three, and be able to protect himself. Then he would go to Jiangnan to see Old Master Bai. Before his mother passed away, her biggest regret was that she could not take care of the original owner as he grew up and that she could not fulfill her filial duties by Old Master Bai's side. Since Mu Qing had taken over the original owner's body, he naturally had to fulfill his filial duties on behalf of the original owner and his mother.
"Squeak..." As the wooden door opened, a young monk walked in.
"Amitabha, good morning, benefactor. Would you like me to lead the way to lunch?" the young monk asked, bowing with his hands clasped together.
"Hello, young master. Please lead the way." Mu Qing said politely.
"This way, please." The young monk Wuwang looked up and saw the young boy in front of him, who was elegant and handsome, about ten years old. His every move was calm and composed. The young monk felt that the young benefactor looked very friendly. He happily nodded his little head and walked in front to lead the way.
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