Chapter Twenty-Four: Momentum
Just listening to the two sounds of "popping", Mu Yunyan's fair little face immediately floated with two purple slap prints, which were extremely clear. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The quiet breathing in the room was audible for a while, and no one expected that Mu Zhimo would dare to slap his daughter-in-law. She just stood there quietly, without a gorgeous dress but cold and glamorous, elegant and noble, as if she was born with momentum.
The aunts and concubines in the house, including the minions, all dropped their jaws in shock, and this kind of Mu Zhimo seemed to be full of brilliance that could burn their eyes!
Who is the concubine in the end!
Zhimo's heart was refreshed, and Mu Yunyan, who had long wanted to smoke him! If she kneels on the ground and begs for mercy at this time, and justifies her innocence, then the jackals in this house will not tear her bones apart!
She has no one to rely on!
She also knew that although the original owner had suffered in this mansion, it was definitely not such an absurd reason for her mother's kindness to live until now, and it was not easy to kill a concubine in a mansion!
There should be a secret she doesn't know, and this secret can save her life. Then why should she be wronged and belittle herself!
"Mu Zhimo! How daring! Is it all dead in this room? Liu Yun hurriedly walked over Mu Yunyan, who was still sluggish, looked at her faintly bloodshot little face, and took her in her arms with a distressed face, "Yan'er, you... Don't scare your mother! ”
Liu Shi called anxiously and softly, and in a moment a heart-rending cry sounded, "Wow, mother, Mu Zhimo, she beat me!" Mother! She actually beat me! ”
Mu Yunyan cried very sadly, she felt that this was the biggest humiliation she had been as a concubine for so many years! A concubine who was once trampled under her feet now dares to slap herself, and what is even more hateful is that she is really scared by her! She still remembered the natural momentum that Mu Zhimo brought when she came here, and the cold glint in her eyes!
Mu Zhimo must not stay! This is the most profound sentence that Mu Yunyan thought of before crying loudly.
"Good! Good! Yan'er doesn't cry! Mother, see who still has the guts! Liu patted Mu Yunyan on the back and comforted softly, and when the crying faded, she handed Mu Yunyan to Mama Yan on the side. Turning around, he raised his hand angrily, and a gust of wind passed by, "Mu Zhimo, you kneel down for me!" ”
Zhimo moved lightly to the side, and sneered, "Mother seems to have only a sister in her heart!" In this case, why did we let my aunt give birth to us in the first place? Could it be that the mouth full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and the virtuous and dignified body are just deceiving the world! ”
"You... Darn! That's what you should say! It seems that I am really negligent in disciplining you on weekdays, so I taught you this unruly and domineering character! Good! Today I will teach you what it means to be a child! The Liu clan was furious, his blood surged, and he shouted angrily, "Someone! Bring me the whip! ”
Mu Zhimo occasionally stared at Mu Zhixuan, and he just sat there staring at her motionlessly, as if looking at her, and as if floating away through her gaze. What puzzled him was that the look in his eyes was unpredictable, and before she could explore it any more, Liu's fury came to her ears.
Everyone in the room was a little panicked, the Liu family had never been so angry in front of Mu Zhixuan's eyes, she had always shown the dignified bearing and virtuous virtue that a lady in the house should have, and now the consequences of venting such anger were impossible for them to guess.
"Mother will beat if she wants to, why say it so high-sounding! I don't know, I think my mother really taught me! Mu Zhimo stood there in a casual and indifferent tone, "Oh, that's right! My mother taught me! Taught me how to endure hardships and stand hard work, how to swallow my anger, how to open my skin, how to be a slave and a servant..."Mu Zhimo suddenly smiled brightly, "Mother, do you say there is anything else to add?" ”
"Full of nonsense!" Liu didn't have to say more, took the barbed leather whip in the handmaiden's hand and threw it over...
"Stop!" A thick and old voice sounded at the same time.
Before Mu Zhimo could dodge, he saw a white robe flashing by, and a shadow shrouded down, and then the leather whip was grabbed by Mu Zhixuan, and his face was complicated.
At the same time, a group of people opened the curtain and entered the house, the old lady was helped by Wen Qin to walk in front, her brows were furrowed, her face was ugly and she glanced at everyone in the room, and then sat down on the main seat, Qi Yun followed behind and was served to sit on her side and head down, with an elegant and indifferent feeling.
Mu Zhimo watched the person who came and stood aside in a regular manner, hiding the look in his eyes, and there was a sense of delicate and elegant on his body.
"What's going on in a room full of fuss? When this is the market in the alleys of Tun Street! The old lady turned to look at Mu Zhixuan, who was standing aside, "The courtyard said that Aunt Shui had a miscarriage, what happened?" ”
Old Madam Liu's tone was too violent, and the hearts of the people in the room seemed to have missed half a beat, and they clenched the handkerchief in their hands!
Originally, she planned to lie down and rest after lunch, but Qi Yun suddenly came to the courtyard and said with a little confusion in her speech, "I remember that there seems to be a doctor in your house, why do you have to ask Dr. Hua to come in a hurry?" I had a relationship with him, and his medical skills are very good! But what's wrong with which master in the house? As he spoke, he got up and bent down and bowed, "Although I don't know how to be proficient in Qi Huang, I am proficient in pharmacology when I followed my master in my early years, and I want to help as much as I can if necessary!" It's just a small effort, the old lady doesn't dislike it! ”
Old Madam Liu said some kind words again, but her heart was not stable after all, so she came with Qi Yun. Before she could reach Bichunyuan, she heard the whisper of the mother-in-law at the door, saying that Aunt Shui had a miscarriage, and she immediately turned pale and her chest cramped.
Wen Qin angrily reprimanded the doorkeeper, and the two mothers-in-law knelt on the ground of the bluestone slab twice, their foreheads banging and begging for mercy.
Over the years, the eldest son has only had one son, and the youngest son is still young, so she is not in a hurry. But the eldest son was about to be confused when he saw it, and the heirs of such a big mansion were thin, and she was also anxious. But every time he doesn't listen to his own words, he is cold to everyone. Looking at a room full of concubines, she also disliked the Liu family even more. The last time she saw her son, she finally opened her mind, so she was so happy that the Liu family didn't dare to criticize Aunt Shui.
It's only been a few days, how can you have a miscarriage?
"Didn't anyone reply? Where's all the noise just now! ”
Mu Zhixuan glanced at Mu Zhimo, who had retreated to the side, and his expression faded, before he spoke, "When I went down the steps, a strong force behind suddenly hit Shui Rou, and she accidentally rolled down the steps, so she had a miscarriage!" Fortunately, the body is not much damaged, and the mother does not have to worry, there will be good children to raise! ”
"I'm not worried about having a miscarriage, so why should I be worried! I'm an old woman half buried in the ground, how much time can I afford to wait! The heirs are thin, and you can raise up the dead ancestors and fathers! Old Madam Liu scolded bitterly, "Who is it?" Where the thrust suddenly came out! Get the hell out of here! ”
Before Mu Zhimo could step out, an eager voice sounded, "Grandmother, it's Mu Zhimo!" ”
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