Dongluo Kingdom, Prime Minister's Mansion, a remote courtyard.

A sixty-year-old woman nervously walks back and forth in the yard.

"Wow......"

"Old lady, the eldest lady is born!" The maid beside the old woman said excitedly.

"Help me in." The old lady said, and walked into the house with trembling steps.

In the house, Wen Po held the newborn baby and came to the old lady.

"Old lady, it's a boy!"

"Show me!"

Taking the baby, the old lady lifted the corner of the swaddling clothes and looked at the newborn child.

"Where's the eldest lady?" After a while, the old lady asked Wen Po.

"Miss, she's lost too much blood, and she's—"

"Qingyue!"

Without waiting for Mrs. Wen to finish speaking, the old lady immediately walked towards the bed.

The woman lying on the bed, her hair wet with sweat, was drenched in sweat.

His face was as pale as white paper, and his eyes, which were originally beautiful and moving, were closed at this time.

The old lady probed Mu Qingyue's snort and withdrew her hand in fright.

"Qingyue, my good granddaughter!"

The old lady suddenly felt sad in her heart, holding Mu Qingyue's hand tightly, her face full of sadness.

At this moment, Mu Qingyue's slightly cool fingers suddenly moved.

The closed eyes opened suddenly, and a blank look appeared in the clear eyes.

Where is she?

Mu Qingyue only felt that her brain was in chaos, and there were many memories that did not belong to her, and her brain drilled into her head.

After quickly digesting those messy memories, she realized that she was-

Crossed over!

crossed over and became the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion of Dongluo Kingdom, Mu Qingyue.

But because she was pregnant out of wedlock, she was thrown into this remote and dilapidated small courtyard.

As for the real Mu Qingyue, she died in childbirth just now.

Rolling her eyes, she looked at the gray-haired old lady.

"Old lady." She cried out weakly.

"Qingyue, it's good if you're awake, it's good to wake up!" The old lady said excitedly, "Look at your child!" It's a big fat boy! ”

Looking at the baby who was already sleeping peacefully in the swaddling clothes, Mu Qingyue's face showed a shallow smile.

I just got a cheap son when I crossed over, and no one was lucky with this.

Suddenly, there was a loud expletive sound from the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, Prime Minister Mu Qixian strode in.

"Mother is there too?"

Seeing the old lady, Mu Qixian was not surprised.

With a turn of his eyes, he looked at Mu Qingyue and said hatefully: "You still have the face to give birth to this evil seed!" It's really a shame for my Prime Minister's Mansion! ”

Mu Qingyue's eyes gradually became cold, and she looked at Mu Qixian coldly.

"Why can't my child be born?" With a light snort, Mu Qingyue said disapprerovitically.

From the memory of the original owner, she clearly knew that after the original owner was unexpectedly pregnant, Mu Qixian was determined to drive the original owner out of the house.

Fortunately, with the blessing of the old lady, the original owner was able to raise a baby in this dilapidated yard.

Ten months pregnant, Mu Qixian never saw the original owner.

Today, on the contrary, it has come.

"You rebel! How dare you say such shameless words! Mu Qixian scolded sharply, "Who is the child's father?" ”

Who is the father of the child?

Mu Qingyue looked at the sky speechlessly.

Even the original owner didn't know who the child's father was, so how did she know?

"Don't you say yes? Then my Prime Minister's Mansion can't tolerate you, a rebel girl who is immoral! ”

Mu Qixian's anger became more and more vigorous, and his eyes looking at Mu Qingyue were full of disappointment.

"I've ordered a carriage to be prepared and take you to the country!"

The pale lips raised slightly, evoking a mocking smile, and Mu Qingyue stared at Mu Qixian for a moment.

From the memory of the original owner, it was learned that because of the old lady's insistence, Mu Qixian promised to leave the original owner to give birth in the house.

And now, she has given birth to a child, so Mu Qixian can't wait to drive her away.

"What did you say?" The old lady preemptively said, "Qingyue has just finished giving birth, how can you let her go now?" She's your own daughter! ”

"Mother." Mu Qixian was resolute, "I planned to send her to the countryside at the beginning, but it was your insistence that I let her stay until now." Now that she has given birth to a child, she can't keep her in the house anymore! ”

Since Mu Qingyue became pregnant, how many people in the capital have watched the jokes of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

How many people are talking about him behind his back?

"I don't agree to send Qingyue to the countryside!" The old lady said, her tone non-negotiable.

Mu Qixian's attitude was also very firm: "Mother, we said at the beginning that after this rebel gave birth to a child, I would send her to the countryside. How can you regret it now? ”

The old lady's wrinkled face was full of displeasure: "What I said at the beginning doesn't count!" ”

"Mother, you-"

"Old lady." Without waiting for Mu Qixian to finish speaking, Mu Qingyue said loudly, "Thank you for the old lady's love, Qingyue is not filial, and she can't continue to serve the old lady." ”

As she spoke, she shifted her gaze to Mu Qixian: "Since my father is determined to send me to the countryside, I should obey my father's arrangement." Otherwise, my father would have said that I was not filial. ”

Having said that, Mu Qingyue's eyes were full of disdain.

Rather than being looked down upon in this house, it is better to leave here and come freely.

Mu Qixian didn't seem to expect her to agree so happily, and looked at her in surprise.

"It's good to understand. The carriage is ready, let's go! ”

The mocking smile on the corner of her lips gradually expanded, and Mu Qingyue struggled to sit up.

The old lady felt sorry for Mu Qingyue, and refused to let her go, and even threatened Mu Qixian by severing the mother-son relationship.

"Mother, what are you doing?"

"Since Qingyue agreed to go to the countryside, I won't stop her, but I have to wait for her to sit in confinement before leaving!"

Even if Mu Qixian didn't like Mu Qingyue anymore, he didn't dare to disobey the old lady too much, so he finally had to agree.

……

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when Mu Qingyue left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Mu Qixian prepared an ordinary carriage for her, as well as a coachman, and stopped at the back door to wait for her.

Don't even let her go through the front door?

Mu Qingyue sneered secretly.

One last glance at the deep-walled mansion, she resolutely got into the carriage.

The carriage soon left the city and headed out into the remote countryside.

In the carriage, Mu Qingyue was holding a sleeping child in her arms, but she saw that the carriage suddenly stopped.

"What happened?"

However, no one answered outside the carriage.

Mu Qingyue raised her vigilance, slowly approached the car door, and carefully protected the child.

As she approached the door, she suddenly felt a murderous aura strike her.

With her body nimble to the side, she was able to dodge the sharp blade.

The door curtain was opened, and the coachman held a long knife that was shining brightly, glaring at Mu Qingyue viciously.

"Miss, don't blame the little one, the little one is just acting on orders!"

After the coachman finished speaking, he jumped into the carriage and attacked Mu Qingyue.

Dexterously dodging the long knife, Mu Qingyue kicked the groom's chest.

Bang –

The driver suddenly fell to the ground outside the car, and a stream of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Mu Qingyue, who walked down from the carriage, a look of surprise appeared in the coachman's eyes.

Is this really the weak lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion?

The coachman struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Mu Qingyue timidly with a long knife in his hand, obviously shocked by her momentum.

Mu Qingyue held the child in her arms and walked towards the coachman step by step, her eyes were as cold as thorns.

"Who told you to kill me? Mu Qixian? Chu's? Or are there a few other aunts in the house? ”

However, the driver did not answer.

A cold smile curled up at the corner of her lips, and Mu Qingyue suddenly flashed forward, so fast that the coachman didn't have time to react.

She directly snatched the long knife from the coachman's hand, and with a wave of her right hand, the long knife instantly cut the coachman's throat, splashing blood.

As a mercenary in her previous life, even if she didn't practice for a month, it was more than enough to deal with a coachman.

Looking at the coachman who fell to the ground in an instant, Mu Qingyue smiled coldly.

Even if she didn't say it, she could guess that most of the people who asked the groom to kill her were Mu Qixian.

Tiger poison still doesn't eat children, but Mu Qixian wants to put her to death!

Turning around and looking in the direction of the capital, a ruthless look appeared in her clear eyes.

Mu Qixian, you wait!

How do you treat me today, he and I will get it all back!

The carriage faded away.

At the place where the coachman died, a man with a long figure and a mask on his face looked at the van that was fading away.

That woman is Mu Qingyue, the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion?

It seems to be a little different from what was rumored.

Still, it's fun!