Chapter 32: Not good, the soup is poisonous
Although Mu Qingyue had doubts in her heart, her face remained calm: "Thank you Madame for your trouble, but Zixuan, this kid has never left me since he was a child, let him go to the academy, he is afraid that he will not be used to it." β
"This kid always has to learn to be independent, and he can't always follow his mother, right?" Chu Shi said with a smile, "I think when you were young, when you went to the academy for the first time, it wasn't that millions of people were unwilling, but in the end, they didn't all go obediently. β
As she spoke, she looked at Mu Yunlong's brothers and sisters, and laughed first: "So, Qingyue, you don't have to worry about this, Zixuan will get used to it." β
Mu Qingyue frowned without a trace, and looked at the Chu clan with an inquiring look in her eyes.
The Chu family would not be so kind to let Zixuan go to school in the academy, there must be something else to calculate.
Zixuan is her weakness, even if she goes up the sword mountain and the sea of fire by herself, she will not blink an eye.
But if someone dares to hurt Zixuan by half a point, even if she gives up her life, she will find the other party for revenge!
"What Madam said is, however, Zixuan, this kid is weak, I'm afraid that he won't be comfortable when he goes to the academy, so let's just let him follow me, as for reading and learning characters, I can teach him."
As a person with a higher education in the 21st century, could it be that she could not teach a child?
Besides, over the years, she has been teaching Zixuan to read and learn calligraphy!
"Qingyue, you'reβ"
"Qingyue." Before the Chu clan could finish speaking, the old lady interrupted her, "What your mother said about this matter makes sense, Zixuan should indeed go to the academy to study." β
As she spoke, the old lady looked at Mu Zixuan, who was sitting beside her: "Zixuan, you will obediently go to school in the academy in the future, do you know?" β
Mu Zixuan's little face was full of reluctance, frowning and looking at the old lady, and then at Mu Qingyue.
Seeing that his mother nodded lightly at him, he had to agree: "Zixuan knows." β
In his heart, the boss was reluctant.
He doesn't want to go to school!
Those teachers in the academy teach, but I'm afraid that there are not as many teachers as my mother taught him!
However, even his mother asked him to go, and he could only go.
Alas, why is his life so miserable?
Looking at Mu Zixuan's distressed face, Mu Qingyue sighed helplessly.
Now that the old lady has spoken, she can't save the old lady's face, and she can't get along with the old lady, right?
Therefore, she could only let Zixuan go to school in the academy.
However, even if Zixuan went to the academy, if the Chu clan dared to be unfavorable to Zixuan, she would never give up easily!
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After greeting the old lady, Mu Qingyue took Mu Zixuan back to Furong Garden.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Mu Zixuan began to cry.
"Mother, Zixuan don't want to go to the academy, mother, okay."
Looking down at Mu Zixuan, who was holding his legs and not letting go, Mu Qingyue sighed helplessly.
"Even the old lady has spoken, and the mother can't help it. Be obedient, and go to school. β
Mu Zixuan's pink and tender face was full of displeasure: "Don't, don't go, mother, I don't want to be separated from my mother!" The academy isn't fun at all! β
"Don't be coquettish, you're a boy, how can you be so twisted and pinched!" Mu Qingyue deliberately kept a straight face and said seriously, "A boy should have the spirit and responsibility of a boy!" If you go to the academy, it won't kill you, there's nothing to be afraid of! β
"But ......"
Mu Zixuan still wanted to speak, but seeing that Mu Qingyue's face became gloomy, he had to swallow back the words that came to his lips.
"Okay, I'll go to the academy." Hanging his head, he whispered yes, turned around and went back to his room.
Looking at his thin and small figure, Mu Qingyue couldn't help but sigh.
If Zixuan's proposal to go to the academy was not originally proposed by the Chu family, she would never refuse, and raised her hands in favor.
But this proposal was made by the Chu family, which made her feel at ease, and she was always worried in her heart.
"Miss." Xue Xiang came to her side and said in a loud voice, "Miss, the little master will understand your hard work, Miss, he is still young and inevitably playful, and he doesn't want to go to the academy, so don't worry too much." β
Mu Qingyue retracted her gaze and looked at her, and said, "You ordered to go down and send two people to protect the little young master in the dark, and you must not let the little young master be in danger." β
Xue Xiang immediately nodded and agreed, and was just about to handle this matter, but suddenly stopped and came to Mu Qingyue again.
"Miss, what if it's a fight between children? Need protection? β
Mu Qingyue thought for a while, shook her head and said, "It's inevitable and normal for children to fight and make trouble with each other. If Zixuan can't even handle this little thing, it will be useless to help him. β
"The slave and maid understand, Miss don't worry, the slave and maid will explain." Xue Xiang nodded and immediately went to Zhang Luo's matter.
Mu Qingyue stood in the courtyard for a while, and then walked towards the bedroom.
As soon as she reached the door of the bedroom, she saw Chaoxia walking towards her with a tray with a beautiful ceramic bowl on it.
"Miss." Coming to Mu Qingyue's face, Chaoxia hurriedly said, "The slave maid stewed pigeon soup for you and the little young master, the little young master's share, the sunset has already sent it, this is the eldest lady, please drink it while it is hot." β
Mu Qingyue stared at her for a moment, and said slowly: "Pigeon soup? When did I have such good ingredients in my Hibiscus Garden? How did I not know? β
"This is the people in the big kitchen who went out to buy it early this morning, and after buying it, it was allocated to each house and courtyard as needed." Chaoxia lowered her head and looked respectful.
It is estimated that he was scared of being beaten that time, and since then, Chaoxia has been a lot more disciplined.
"Put it in the house." Mu Qingyue didn't ask any more questions, and took the lead in stepping into the house.
Chaoxia followed into the house, and after placing the ceramic bowl containing the pigeon soup on the table, she respectfully retreated.
Coming to the table and sitting down, Mu Qingyue picked up the spoon and gently stirred the bowl of pigeon soup in front of her.
Immediately afterward, she scooped a spoonful of soup, and was just about to drink it, when she keenly noticed that the soup did not taste right.
The aroma of the pigeon soup is very strong, the color is golden, and it is very appetizing to look at, and it can be said that it is full of color and flavor.
But in this rich fragrance, there is a faint hint of other smells that are extremely difficult to detect.
Others may not notice it, but she has studied medical skills with her master, smelled a lot of Chinese herbal medicines, and her nose is very effective.
Just by smelling it like that, she was sure that this bowl of soup was mixed with a chronic poison!
At that moment, she threw the spoon into the bowl, and a touch of cold and terrifying coldness instantly appeared on her beautiful and moving face.
What a bold man, he dared to poison her!
Oh no, Zixuan!
Mu Qingyue stood up suddenly, rushed out of the house quickly, and strode towards Zixuan's bedroom.
Chaoxia said just now that Sunset had already sent Zixuan's pigeon soup.
If Zixuan drank the soup, wouldn't it be poisoned!
She would never tolerate such a thing!
came to Zixuan's bedroom in a hurry, and she pushed the door open vigorously, which really frightened Mu Zixuan in the house.
"Mother?" Mu Zixuan reflexively sat up from the bed and looked at her blankly.
"Zixuan, did Sunset bring you pigeon soup?" Mu Qingyue walked quickly in front of him, pulled up his little arm, and began to check his pulse.
Mu Zixuan didn't understand what was wrong with her, but she still replied obediently: "Sister Sunxia brought me pigeon soup, but I didn't drink it when I was in a bad mood." Mother, what's wrong? β
As soon as she heard what he said, Mu Qingyue was relieved.
"It's okay, that pigeon soup is hard to drink, don't drink it, let your mother take it away and pour it out." Gently stroking his little face, Mu Qingyue smiled and said, "My mother knows that you are in a bad mood because you are going to school in the academy, so my mother asked Xue Xiang to make you snacks, how about it?" β
Mu Zixuan thought for a while and said, "Mother, is that pigeon soup really hard to drink?" β
"It's hard to drink, it's very hard to drink." Mu Qingyue didn't blink her eyes, and said quite seriously.
When Mu Zixuan heard this, he hurriedly said: "Then the mother should hurry up and take it away, I want to eat the dim sum made by Sister Xuexiang." β
"Xuexiang went out to run errands, and when she came back, her mother asked her to prepare snacks for you." Mu Qingyue said, "If you're bored, just sleep for a while." β
After nodding obediently, Mu Zixuan lay back on the bed.
Tucked the quilt for him, Mu Qingyue got up and came to the table, and took away the bowl of pigeon soup that was still steaming.
And not long after she left, Mu Zixuan got up from the bed and quietly followed behind her with his shoes on.
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Mu Qingyue took Zixuan's bowl of pigeon soup back to her room, and called Chaoxia and Sunset.
When the two maids came to her bedroom, they saw two bowls of untouched pigeon soup on the table, and their hearts were stunned for a moment.
"Miss, I don't know what you ordered when you called the slaves and maids?" Sunset was the first to speak.
Mu Qingyue didn't answer, but raised her eyes and looked at the two of them slowly, not letting go of the slightest change in the expressions on their faces.
"You have been coming to my hibiscus garden for a while from Madame's peony garden, it's really hard for you." After a while, she said slowly.
Sunset hurriedly said: "The slaves and maids serve the eldest lady, this is the slaves and maids' business, and the slaves and maids don't feel hard." β
It's nice to say, Mu Qingyue thought secretly, and her face always remained calm.
"You don't think it's hard, but I always don't want to go." As she spoke, she pointed to the two bowls of pigeon soup on the table, "You can take these two bowls of soup and drink them, don't worry, Zixuan and I haven't touched them." I am allergic to pigeons and dare not drink it. Zixuan follows me, and I can't drink it. It is a waste to throw it away, so I will give it to you. β
She said casually, but after Chaoxia and Sunset heard it, their faces changed suddenly.
Mu Qingyue didn't miss the look of panic on the faces of the two, and couldn't help but sneer secretly in her heart.