Mrs. Mu's words were so loud that Mu Lan couldn't even find the words to refute. Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and her whole body was frozen there, unable to move.
She raised her head and looked directly at her grandmother. All her desperate words were endured after touching the other's eyes that were full of hatred.
She wasn't willing to die like this, she couldn't die so cowardly!
"Okay, I will listen to you..."
If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood, right?
Mrs. Mu took a deep look at Mu Lan and said, "This is the daughter of my Mu family! There is no big deal except life and death. As long as the life is still there and the person is still there, there is nothing that can't be dealt with."
Mu Lan didn't say a word, just listened to the lecture silently.
Mrs. Mu personally pulled her up from the ground, tucked the hanging hair behind her ears, and said: "There is nothing wrong with entering the palace. The imperial concubine is your biological aunt, and your time in the palace is like that of other palaces." It’s incomparable to my concubine.”
The midday sun reflects dazzlingly on the snow-covered bricks and tiles of Evergreen Courtyard.
Mu Yao approached slowly and heard Mu Lan's faint voice coming from inside. Her face was gloomy for a moment, as if the sun was obscured by passing clouds for a moment, and then brightened again.
Xianyue was far away when she saw Mu Yao coming over, curtsying to her, and in the blink of an eye she saw her wrapping her injured finger in a handkerchief, with a few drops of red on it, and she softly exclaimed: "Oh, what's wrong with Miss Ninth's hand?" "
Before Mu Yao could answer, Yuan Shan beside him said quickly: "Sister Xian Yue, please hurry up and find some medicine for the wound. The girl had to break some plum blossoms herself to put in the bottle for the old lady. She accidentally hurt her hand. Now It must be really painful."
After hearing this, Mu Yao turned around and scolded: "You're just a quick talker. It's not a big deal. Don't make a fuss. I don't feel any pain. It's just a small wound."
The master and the servant were in a hurry and then calmed down, but they explained the whole matter clearly.
Yuan Shan was not angry even after being scolded, but still worried and concerned: "The girl has a delicate body and a noble body. What if she leaves a scar? It's better to treat the wound quickly."
Xian Yue also said at the side: "Yes, Miss Ninth, you are bleeding, how can you not feel pain? The old lady has good medicine here, I will get it for you right now."
Mrs. Mu vaguely heard someone talking outside and asked, "Who is outside?"
When Xian Yue heard the question, she helped Mu Yao into the house first and then reported back, "Old madam, Miss Ninth is here."
When they came in, Ranyun had already come in first and cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces on the floor.
Mu Yao smiled and stepped forward to say hello, her eyes sweeping over the face of Mu Lan who looked embarrassed and had red and swollen eyes.
Xian Yue is a close person to Mrs. Mu. She must have been whispering something to Mu Lan when she was standing guard outside. When she made a fuss about Mu Yao's wound just now, she was also reminding the grandfather and grandson in the room that someone was coming.
Mu Yao knew that Mu Lan did not want to enter the palace, and there must have been a dispute in the room just now, but the arms could not twist the thighs, and it must be Mu Lan who compromised in the end.
But Mu Yao just pretended that she didn't know anything, greeted Mu Lan, took the plum branch held by Yuan Shan, and said to Mrs. Mu: "I just passed by the plum garden and broke off a plum blossom to put in a vase for my grandmother."
In the blink of an eye, she saw a new plum branch in the bottle. She couldn't help but said "Oh!" and pouted: "It seems that the third sister paid tribute to my grandmother, but it is even prettier than mine."
Mrs. Mu moved her lips: "It doesn't matter, I'll get a vase."
The little girl standing by the side responded. Only then did Mrs. Mu notice Mu Yao's fingers and asked in surprise: "What's wrong with your hand?"
Xian Yue said from the side: "Miss Ninth was filial and personally broke plum branches for the old lady. She accidentally hurt her finger and it bled."
Mrs. Mu glanced over casually and saw that the wound was as long as a knuckle. Although it was not deep, it had cut through the flesh and caused a lot of blood. She frowned and said, "Why is such a big wound so quick to remove it?" Give the wound medicine to bandage Ninth Girl."
"Slave, please go get the medicine right now and treat Miss Ninth's wound."
Xian Yue agreed, turned around and went out to get the medicine.
Mrs. Mu then said: "My Mu family girls are all rich, so why do you bother to do such a laborious job by yourself? It doesn't matter if you hurt your hand today, be careful in the future."
Mu Yao knew that her grandmother was giving her a thumbs up, telling her not to hurt herself and lose her value by losing her reputation as the daughter of the Mu family.
She swallowed the resentment in her heart and raised a smile, "It's my granddaughter who is unfilial and makes grandma worried."
Mu Lan felt uncomfortable and didn't listen to what she said, "Jiu Mei is so filial to my grandmother, and I, as a sister, am ashamed."
Mu Yao raised her eyes to look at her, and saw that she had returned to her usual smiling expression, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
She smiled sweetly and said, "When my sister enters the palace, Yao'er will honor your filial piety as well."
Mu Lan's expression turned stiff. ..
She didn't know whether Mu Yao said this intentionally or unintentionally, and her expression became even colder than before.
Xian Yue got the medicine for the wound, and Mu Yao followed her to the side pavilion to bandage it.
Xian Yue took the wound medicine and applied it to Mu Yao. She took the soft white cotton cloth and was about to tear it open for bandage. She saw that there was something dirty on the cotton cloth. My dear girl, I soiled this white cotton cloth and didn’t clean it up. I’ll go get another one.”
Mu Yao nodded, indicating that she didn't need to worry.
The side pavilion is usually where Mrs. Mu chants sutras and worships Buddha, and she doesn't come often. I flipped through the scriptures on the side and unexpectedly saw a letter tucked in the book.
The envelope is yellowed and old.
Mu Yao was stunned. The people she frequently corresponded with at home were her grandfather and third uncle who were away at war. However, this letter was obviously not written by them. Instead, it was similar to the handwriting of the letter she had seen before.
She couldn't help but murmured: "Does grandma have to keep her fourth uncle's letter in her hand and look through it at any time?"
Yuan Shan whispered: "The old lady misses Yao Zi, this is normal."
Mu Yao snorted and said gloomily: "If it weren't for my fourth uncle..."
At this point, she swallowed back the rest of her words.
This is Evergreen Courtyard, you can't talk nonsense.
She picked up the letter and wanted to read it quietly, but paused.
The last time she saw her fourth uncle's letter was a coincidence, but this time she saw this letter, how could it be such a coincidence.
Her eyes fell on the letter, and she looked at it carefully. Suddenly her heart trembled, and she quickly put the letter back in its place.
Yuan Shan was startled and quickly followed her back to the chair and asked, "What's wrong? Why does the girl look so frightened?"
Mu Yao's heart was beating fiercely. She saw it just now. Although the seal of the letter had been opened a long time ago, there was a very thin silk sandwiched in the opening. If the sun hadn't shone through and reflected a little light, she would have seen it. It can't be found at all.
So, grandma suspected that someone had tampered with Fourth Uncle’s letter and wanted to test it?
Her whole body felt tight, with coldness and hotness alternating back and forth. Xian Yue had already brought back a clean cotton cloth.
Absently, Mu Yao asked Xian Yue to help bandage it up, while Mu Yao's mind was still stuck on what happened just now.
Yuan Shan quietly tugged on her sleeve, and she finally came back to her senses and found that she was already in front of Mrs. Mu.
Mu Yao was so upset that she didn't dare to look into Mrs. Mu's eyes for fear that she wouldn't be able to hide her worries. She was about to leave when she heard someone shouting outside.
A soft but extremely clear cry came, "Sister is used to bullying me, but it's just a piece of clothing... I just give it to my sister... Why should I take my anger out on this piece of clothing..."
Mu Wan was wearing a crimson coat and skirt, and she was holding a fox fur cloak in her arms. Her snow-white fur looked messy because of the snow, as if someone had just thrown it on the ground.
After hearing her words, Mu Yan sarcastically said: "Bamei, what are you doing? It's just because that dress suits me better. If you say you like it, I won't take it. What a great thing." Just say that I bullied you?"
Mu Wanlihua covered her face with the rain and wept. I felt pity for her delicate appearance: "Seventh sister said this, where did it take me? What is it if it's not a bully?"
Xian Yue walked to the door and lifted the curtain, and when she saw them standing at the door, she felt disconcerted again. Although the two were twin sisters, their temperaments were not the same at all. They usually bickered a lot, and everyone had already Don't be surprised.
Just because the two of them love to compete and compare, the things Mrs. Mu San always gives them are exactly the same. However, it is impossible to have two identical copies of everything in the world. There will always be uneven distribution, and a quarrel is inevitable. .
Xian Yue looked at the fox fur held in Mu Wan's arms and felt reassured, "You two girls, hurry in, the old lady is calling you."
When the two of them heard this, they both silenced and entered the room to pay their respects to Mrs. Mu.
Mrs. Mu, because her third son had made great contributions to the Mu family many times, was very tolerant of the people in the third bedroom. She didn't blame them when she saw them making noise, and asked, "What's wrong with Yan'er?"
Mu Yan pretended to be stupid, "I don't know why Bamei suddenly said that I bullied her."
Mu Yao stood aside and couldn't turn a blind eye to them, so she saluted and said hello, glanced at Mu Wan, who had red and swollen eyes, and said, "Seven sisters and eight sisters are all our own sisters, why bother arguing about a piece of clothing?" You have to be so fierce."
Originally it was just a polite word of comfort, but after hearing this, Mu Yan raised her chin at her and sneered: "Yes, as a sister, I should knock out my teeth and swallow them in my stomach, otherwise, sisters, one by one, two They all come to accuse me, so I don’t have any dignity left.”
When Mu Yao heard what she said, it was obvious that she was mocking her for not being big or small. She suddenly lost her composure and showed a hint of anger, "Sister Qi, I just advise you not to be angry. Why did you choke me by saying this?"
Mu Yan didn't seem to take her seriously, and wanted to say something to push back, but Mu Lan also spoke: "Seventh sister, you are older than eighth sister. No matter who is right or wrong, you must always be tolerant." The size of a person.”
Mu Yan didn't know what kind of stimulation Mu Lan received today. She spoke so irritably. She opened her mouth but didn't dare to say anything.
Mu Lan is the eldest daughter of the Mu family, and she is about to enter the palace as a concubine. Who knows if she will be the next favorite concubine in the future. She can ignore Mu Yao, but she does not dare to confront Mu Lan openly.
Mu Yao's face turned pale with anger when she saw that she didn't dare to say anything wrong to Mu Lan, but she dared to shame her like this.
It's not that she doesn't know how these people arranged her behind the scenes.
She was a legitimate daughter, but a legitimate daughter of a concubine. In their eyes, she was a person inferior to them.
Mu Yao was so angry that she was confused. Yuan Shan looked at her nervously, fearing that she would make some mistake, and quietly pulled her sleeves.
Fortunately, Mu Yao could still remain rational and did not argue with them.
Yuan Shan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she had returned to her well-behaved and docile appearance. He kept his eyes and noses in mind and did not dare to look around. He only pricked up his ears to listen to how Mrs. Mu wanted to settle the lawsuit between the sisters.
But before Mrs. Mu could speak, Mrs. Mu walked in from outside.
