Mr. Mu Proposed Again Today
Chapter 676 - 674: Wife Cannot Be Let Go

Chapter 676: Chapter 674: Wife Cannot Be Let Go

Hailey thought for a long while, then, with closed eyes, let everyone follow Mu Zisu inside.

Apart from Mu Yingchen and Mu Zisu, it was the first visit for Su Wanxia and the others.

The tomb of the Gumiao Tribe was ancient and solemn, giving a sense of traveling through time upon entering.

Cancan nestled in Pei Mojing’s arms, looking around eagerly, his eyes rolling nonstop, never resting for a moment.

When Mu Zisu led them to the spacious stone chamber where Na Xiaoxiao lay, all of them involuntarily paused in their steps.

"She has always been here..." Mu Zisu softly began, carrying the flowers and walking ahead first.

Cancan was set down by Pei Mojing, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, he immediately trotted after Mu Zisu.

Running along, he bypassed Mu Zisu directly and stood beside the carved stone bed--

The little fellow stood at the head of the bed, staring at the lying Na Xiaoxiao, his eyes wide with amazement.

"Uncle... Is this Xiaoxiao?"

Mu Zisu stepped forward, placed the flowers beside the bed, and gently patted his little head, "Mm..."

"She’s so pretty..." Cancan exclaimed.

Mu Zisu smiled slightly and hummed softly in agreement.

"I really like her..." Cancan’s eyes shone.

At this, not only did Mu Zisu smile helplessly, but also Mu Yingchen and the others who had caught up couldn’t help but chuckle and shake their heads.

"Mm, we all like her..." Mu Zisu added.

"When I grow up, I want to marry her..." Cancan turned to look at everyone, his face full of excitement.

"..."

Mu Zisu raised his eyebrows, looking at the excited Cancan, "That might not be possible..."

"Why?" Cancan asked, puzzled.

Mu Zisu smirked, "Because she’s my wife..."

Cancan immediately sulked, "Uncle... I’m little, you have to give in to me..."

"A wife is not to be conceded..." Mu Zisu said with uncompromising justice.

"Uncle... just let me this once... I heard from my auntie and mommy that many pretty sisters like you..." Cancan continued to debate with Mu Zisu.

Mu Zisu blinked, "But... I only like this one..."

"But... but I also like this one..." Cancan scratched his little head.

"Come..." Mu Zisu pulled Cancan forward, "Say hello to your auntie..."

Cancan: "..."

By the side, Mu Yingchen, Su Wanxia, Pei Mojing, and Mu Zixuan, Mu Ziqing, truly found themselves helpless with laughter at the antics of the young and the not-that-old.

"Cancan... this is your auntie... quickly say hello to your auntie, or introduce yourself..." Mu Ziqing came forward with a cheerful smile.

Cancan’s little face immediately crumpled, "I don’t want her to be my auntie, I want her to be my wife..."

"..." Once again, everyone was at a loss for words.

"You little rascal, this is your uncle’s wife. Even if you want to marry her, your uncle must agree..." Mu Ziqing pinched Cancan’s little cheek.

Pei Mojing couldn’t bear to watch his son compete with his uncle for his wife any longer and stepped forward, taking his little hand, "Cancan... Don’t be naughty, quickly greet your auntie..."

Cancan pouted, and then in a milky voice, he began, "Auntie, hello, I’m Cancan..."

Seeing that Na Xiaoxiao kept her eyes closed, Cancan couldn’t help but ask Pei Mojing in confusion, "Daddy, what’s wrong with auntie? Why doesn’t she open her eyes?"

All those present sighed in unison upon hearing his words.

Pei Mojing winked at Cancan before gently saying, "Auntie is too tired, she’s asleep..."

"When will she wake up, then? The day has already dawned..." Cancan asked again.

Pei Mojing was at a loss and didn’t know how to answer him.

Mu Zisu smiled and said, "When she’s had enough rest, she’ll naturally wake up..."

"Oh..." Cancan nodded obediently this time.

Su Wanxia and Mu Zixuan also stood by the bedside, looking at Na Xiaoxiao lying on the stone bed, their brows furrowed. She looked no different from a normal person, with a healthy complexion, just as if she were sleeping, but why won’t she wake up?

Mu Zisu looked at Na Xiaoxiao’s unchanging, peaceful face and felt a stroke of sadness in his heart.

Xiaoxiao... Everyone’s here to see you... Do you know?

Just after visiting Na Xiaoxiao, as a few of them were leaving the tomb, they saw Na Ersi and Na Wa approaching from not far away.

"You’re here..." Na Ersi couldn’t help but smile when he approached them.

Mu Yingchen nodded, "Yes... we came to see Xiaoxiao..."

Ever since Na Xiaoxiao’s accident, Na Ersi and Na Wa had already returned to the Gumiao Tribe.

"She’s fine... You don’t need to worry..."

Hearing Na Ersi’s words, Mu Yingchen frowned and said, "But... it’s been so long, why isn’t there any sign of her waking up?"

The question he asked, Mu Zisu had asked countless times, but the answer seemed always the same.

"That... is up to the will of heaven..." Na Ersi added.

Mu Zisu’s eyelids drooped, indeed, no matter how much time passed, it was always this same phrase, all up to the will of heaven... But when would heaven’s will allow his Xiaoxiao to wake up?

--

Na Xiaoxiao had a very long dream, truly long, almost as if it began from when she could remember anything, vague and not very clear, yet she roughly remembered the scenes.

She stood beside her younger self, watching as she wrote for the first time, played chess for the first time, painted for the first time, played the zither for the first time, danced for the first time.

The feeling was bizarre; she felt as if she was experiencing everything personally, yet also felt like an observer.

She watched herself grow day by day, from a naughty little girl into a graceful young lady.

She observed how she fell madly in love with Mu Zisu, how she left her hometown for him like a moth to a flame.

He was cold to her; she felt lost. He glanced at her once more; she was overjoyed.

All her emotional changes were because of him.

Finally, one day, a ripple appeared in his usually indifferent eyes, all because of her.

She saw him get angry at her, saw him domineeringly declare she was his...

She watched all the sweetness and sorrow they went through together--

As she watched, tears fell unconsciously; she had loved him for so many years without realizing it, she and he had been entwined through so much...

When she saw herself and him go through life and death separation, saw him holding the injured her, helplessly pleading with her family, her heart clenched painfully! Even breathing became difficult!

Zisu...

Her Zisu...

To think that he’d become so humble for her...

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