Chapter 201: The so-called daughter of destiny
Xu Gurong is not stupid, she immediately understood the meaning of the Queen Mother, and felt very uncomfortable in her heart, after all, although she did not show it on her face, in fact, in front of Mu Chonglan, a soil bun, she had always had a sense of superiority, but she didn't expect that today, she Xu Gurong was actually reduced to a field to climb a soil bun.
But what could she do at this time?
It was her own hot mind that hurt Mu Jinse that she ended up where she is now...... Suddenly, Xu Gurong remembered something, and couldn't help but secretly speculate, if Mu Chonglan hadn't told him about attracting butterflies, would he not have made such a mistake?
Could this Mu Chonglan be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, deliberately tripping her and Mu Jinse, and then ascending to the throne and letting Emperor Sheng talk to her?
Thinking about it, Xu Gurong's eyes narrowed slightly, and she began to think about the situation at that time, but she soon became deflated again, because she found that her thoughts were very unreasonable, not to mention that Mu Chonglan had no way to conclude that after the two of them had an accident, Emperor Sheng would take the initiative to talk to her, even if she really attracted Emperor Sheng to talk to her, what benefits could it bring her?
Mu Chonglan is already married, it is impossible to frame them for being a princess or a crown princess, if it is to let his father show his face in front of Emperor Sheng, it is also impossible, because it is just that kind of trivial matter, it is not worth taking such a big risk at all.
What's more, thinking about it carefully, Mu Chonglan really didn't do anything during the whole process, she was just quite insightful about flowers and plants, so she would find out that there was a problem with the painting so easily, but she kept asking, and she would whisper to herself, so she couldn't blame Mu Chonglan unreasonably.
"The Queen Mother can rest assured, after arriving at the women's school, Gu Rong and Mu Chonglan will definitely help each other and not let the Queen Mother and your old man down." Xu Gurong bowed deeply again, her words seemed to be a reply to the Queen Mother's advice, but in fact, it was also a kind of ambition, indicating that she and Mu Chonglan would definitely stand on the side of the Queen Mother.
On the other side, Mu Chonglan, who was inexplicably arranged to belong to the camp to which he belonged in the future, sneezed.
She rubbed her nose with her fingers, and when she saw Su Chengmo looking at her, she smiled dryly: "Maybe Xiao Xiantang's bad guy is scolding me behind my back." ”
"I think Miss, you're caught with a cold, it's better to go back and find a doctor to take a look." After Su Chengmo finished speaking, he said in his heart: It is impossible for my uncle to scold my own lady behind my back, after all, I scolded him in person.
Seeing that Su Chengmo was still expressionless, not like he was joking, Mu Chonglan hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, don't call the doctor, I'm in good health." ”
Just kidding, even if she is greedy, she doesn't like to take medicinal soup.
As the two spoke, they returned to the Xiao Mansion.
Mu Chonglan was just about to enter the door, when his eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, stumbling under his feet, and almost tripped over the threshold.
"Miss." Su Chengmo stretched out his hand to support Mu Chonglan, his face full of worry.
Mu Chonglan smiled dryly: "I'm fine, let's go in first." ”
"Okay." Su Chengmo nodded, walked in with Mu Chonglan, and glanced back at the concierge when he entered the door, muttering in his heart.
Yan Xingsheng, although he looked like a hanger who fished for three days and dried nets for two days, it was not very bad to deal with things in the house, but how could he arrange a person with crippled limbs to be the porter?
After entering the room, Mu Chonglan picked up the tea cup and was about to drink it, but was stopped by Su Chengmo and asked the maid to make a new pot of tea.
Mu Chonglan looked at Su Chengmo with a bitter face, she didn't think there was anything to drink herbal tea, but she felt that the freshly brewed tea was so hot that it was difficult to eat, and it was simply that the far water could not solve the near fire.
But she didn't dare to say these words to Su Chengmo, because Su Chengmo was very tough many times, and it could even be said that he was a little fierce.
"Madame is back." Yan Xingsheng has not yet arrived, and the voice arrives first.
Mu Chonglan raised her eyebrows: "What do you want to do?" ”
"I don't want to do anything, just look at how wise and martial the lady who dares to smash chopsticks in front of the emperor Lao'er." Yan Xingsheng said with a grin, the hippie smile made people want to beat him.
Mu Chonglan heard him say that he was about smashing chopsticks, and her face suddenly became hot, she always knew that most of the news spread the fastest, but she didn't expect that the news of the palace could be spread so quickly.
Actually, about the matter of smashing chopsticks, after she came out of the palace and thought about it, she also regretted it very much, it was the saint of today, although she didn't mean it, she still went a little too far.
Mu Chonglan thought about it, raised her hand and touched the back of her neck, feeling that although her head was not very smart, she still liked it herself.
Yan Xingsheng looked at Mu Chonglan with interest for a while, then narrowly avoided Su Chengmo's palm, and then immediately said the purpose of his trip.
Because he has always been hiding in the shadows, Yan Xingsheng doesn't like the job of a housekeeper very much, and always gives people a feeling of being elusive, at this time he came to look for Mu Chonglan, of course, it was impossible just to see Mu Chonglan's liveliness, but because Wu Ming had an accident.
"What's going on now?" Mu Chonglan asked.
"They said that there was a problem with the accounts, and they said that Wu Ming's hands and feet were not clean, and he wanted to send Wu Ming to the official, but I pressed him down, and now he is reconciling the accounts in public." Yan Xingsheng paused after speaking, and then continued: "Although the Jin family is a businessman, it has many in-laws with people in the court, and it is Wu Mingyuan's owner who is checking the accounts this time, but I see that the rest of the Jin family is also ready to move, if it is true...... Even if you can't hold it down. ”
"Reconciliation?" Mu Chonglan frowned and asked, "It's just a reconciliation, can it prove Wu Ming's innocence?" ”
Yan Xingsheng grinned: "How is it possible, people are determined to calculate him." ”
Wu Ming was originally the steward of the Jin family, and it was said that he was kicked out by the owner because his hands and feet were not clean, and he was later recruited by Mu Chonglan as the shopkeeper of Zuixiaolou.
For this person, Yan Xingsheng has not had much contact, and after a few simple contacts, he only felt that this person was different from Zhen Youcai, he was very good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he was very cunning.
Therefore, for Wu Ming, Yan Xingsheng really doesn't like it, and even looks down on it a little, thinking that this is a villain, so when Wu Ming has an accident this time, he is a little happy to see it, and he can't wait to drive people out and change to a shopkeeper who is easy to control.
Mu Chonglan heard that people were deliberately calculating, and her brows tightened.
At the beginning, Mu Chonglan recruited Wu Ming, although he remembered that he should have been the shopkeeper of Mu Jinse's Shangri-La Hotel in that place, thinking that even if he robbed Mu Jinse of the territory of the Shangri-La Hotel, he should not cut off his wealth, so he specially invited him to be the shopkeeper for himself.
But after contact, she found that although Wu Ming was a bit fake, he did have some skills, and he had raised so many disabled children, no matter how she looked at it, he was not a bad person, so she was more willing to take care of him.