Listening to everyone around talking about Yongmengxiang, Mi Liuyu always maintained a cold face, and she couldn’t see anything unusual on the surface. Only she knew how suspicious she was in her heart.
Dreamland forever.
How could it be a dreamland forever.
Before today, Mi Liuyu’s impression of the name of the place “Yongmengxiang” was only the ancestral home of the Mi family, and the place where his cousin Mi August was expelled.
The former asked because of the latter, and learned that there was still such an ancestral home in the family that was almost forgotten by the Mi family.
And to what extent is the backcountry of Yongmengxiang?
The records in the official case date back to the period before the Kingdom of Yi, and they have not been updated since the dynasty with the surname Yi became the Dao.
It was obviously in the territory of Beiyuan City on the border, and the people in Beiyuan City knew very little.
It is rumored that there are only a few old people who are decaying trees left there, and the young people have left early. Sooner or later, when the last group of old people enter the soil, they will turn into a wasteland.
“Then how do you live there in August.”
“That’s your second uncle’s family business, you don’t need to worry about it.”
“But……”
“They arranged for their loyal servants to accompany them, saying that they were going to the ancestral house, but in fact, they were in disrepair and no one knew if they were still there, so the place where they really landed and settled was Kitahara Castle.”
Beiyuan City is far from the border, and the weather is cold all year round. How can the living environment compare with Fengxia City, where the seasons are like spring.But compared to Yongmengxiang in the backcountry, Beiyuan City is already much better.
I also heard that Mi Liuyu was accompanied by loyal servants. At that time, Mi Liuyu was still young. He didn’t know the filth in the backyard of the second uncle. He thought that tiger poison was not yet edible. The servant assigned by the second uncle to his sister would also take care of her sister, and when this gust of wind passed, people would be picked up.
It is precisely in this way that the name of the place “Yongmengxiang” was written down by Mi Liuyu, but it has been buried in the depths of his memory.
If she was just mentioned briefly, she might not be able to remember it.
But today, the name “Yongmengxiang” caused too much movement, which aroused her memory.
Could it be the same name?
It stands to reason that Mi Liuyu shouldn’t have this doubt.
No one should compare the backcountry of an ordinary continent with the power of the throne of Lingzhou, and they shouldn’t even think about it.
But Mi Liuyu was inexplicably uneasy.
Because there is still one person involved.
——Mi August.