Old Madam Mu's words were so loud that Mu Lan couldn't even find the words to refute, as if her throat was blocked by something, and the whole person froze there and couldn't move.

She raised her head and looked straight at her grandmother, and all the desperate words she said endured after touching the other person's hateful eyes.

She is unwilling to die like this, she can't die like this!

"Okay, I'll listen to you......

Stay in the green mountains, don't you be afraid of no firewood, aren't you?

Old Madam Mu glanced at Mu Lan deeply, "This is the daughter of my Mu family! There is no major matter except life and death, as long as life is still there and people are still there, there is nothing that cannot be cut."

Mu Lan didn't say a word, just listened to the lecture silently.

Old Madam Mu personally pulled her up from the ground, pinned the broken hair hanging from her forehead behind her ears, and said, "There is nothing wrong with entering the palace, the noble concubine Niangniang is your own aunt, and your life in the palace is incomparable to other palace concubines."

The noon sun shines brightly on the snow-covered bricks of Evergreen Temple.

Mu Yao slowly approached, and heard Mu Lan's faint voice from inside, and her complexion was hazy for a moment, as if the sun was obscured by passing clouds for a moment, and then it returned to brightness.

Xianyue saw Mu Yao coming over from a distance, curtsy at her, and in a blink of an eye, she wrapped her injured fingers in a handkerchief, which penetrated a little red, and exhaled softly: "Oh, what's wrong with the ninth girl's hand?"

Before Mu Yao could answer, the distant mountains beside her hurriedly said, "Sister Xianyue, please hurry up and find some medicine for the wound, the girl has to personally fold a few plum blossoms for the old lady to insert a bottle, and accidentally hurt her hand, it must hurt very much at this time."

When Mu Yao heard this, she turned her head and scolded, "Just your quick mouth, what's a big deal, don't make a fuss, I don't hurt, it's just a small mouth."

The master and servant were in a hurry, but they made it clear what happened.

Yuan Shan was not angry when he was reprimanded, but still worried and worried: "The girl's family is delicate and expensive, what if there is a scar, it is better to deal with the wound quickly."

Xianyue also said on the side: "Yes, Ninth Girl, how can you not hurt when you are bleeding, the old lady has good wound medicine here, and the slave will bring it to you."

Old Madam Mu vaguely heard someone talking outside and asked, "Who is outside?"

Xianyue heard the question, first helped Mu Yao into the house, and replied, "Old lady, it's the ninth girl who is here."

When they entered, Dye Yun had already stepped in and cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces all over the floor.

Mu Yao smiled and stepped forward to greet An, her eyes swept over Mu Lan's face with a embarrassed look and red and swollen eyes.

Xianyue was a close person to Old Madam Mu, and she was guarding outside, so she must be whispering something to Mu Lan. Just now, she made a fuss about Mu Yao's wound, and she was also reminding the grandparents and grandchildren in the house, telling them that someone was coming.

Mu Yao knew that Mu Lan was reluctant to enter the palace, and there must have been a dispute in the house, but his arms couldn't twist his thighs, and it was definitely Mu Lan who compromised in the end.

But Mu Yao just didn't know anything, greeted Mu Lan, took the plum branch held by the distant mountain, and said to Mrs. Mu, "I just passed by the plum garden and folded a plum blossom for my grandmother to insert a bottle."

In a blink of an eye, she saw that the bottle was a newly replaced plum branch, and she couldn't help but "oops", and pouted, "It seems that the third sister is filial to her grandmother, but it is even more beautiful than my branch."

Old Madam Mu moved the corners of her lips: "It's okay, take another vase."

The little girl standing on the side responded, and Mrs. Mu noticed Mu Yao's fingers and said in surprise, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Xianyue said on the side: "The ninth girl is filial piety, and she personally folded plum branches for the old lady, and accidentally injured her fingers, and they all bled out."

Old Madam Mu's eyebrows swept over carelessly, and saw that the mouth was as long as a knuckle, although it was not deep, but it also cut the flesh and blood, and she frowned, "Why is such a big wound, quickly take the wound medicine and bandage it for the ninth girl."

"The slave will go and get the wound medicine for the nine girls to treat their wounds."

Xianyue agreed, turned around and went out to get the medicine.

Old Madam Mu said again: "My girl from the Mu family, all the gold is expensive, why do you bother to do this Lao Shizi errand by yourself, today is a broken hand and don't worry, you must be careful in the future."

Mu Yao knew that her grandmother was ordering her, so that she didn't want to hurt herself and lose her value, and when the time came, she would fall into the name of the Mu family's daughter.

She swallowed the resentment in her heart and raised a smile, "It's the granddaughter who is unfilial, which worries her grandmother."

Mu Lan felt uncomfortable, and she didn't like to speak, "The ninth sister is so filial to her grandmother, and I, as a sister, have no place to be ashamed."

Mu Yao raised her eyes to look at her, and saw that she had recovered her usual smiling look, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in her heart.

She smiled sweetly and said, "In the future, when my sister enters the palace, Yao'er will honor your filial piety together."

Mu Lan's face became stiff.

She didn't know if Mu Yao said this intentionally or unintentionally, and her face became even more indifferent than Fang Cai.

Xianyue took the wound medicine, and Mu Yao followed her to the side pavilion to bandage it.

Xianyue took the wound medicine and applied it to Mu Yao, and took the soft white cotton cloth to tear it open for bandaging, but saw that there was a dirty thing on the cotton cloth, "Nine girls wait a while, I don't know which careless girl has soiled this white cotton cloth and hasn't cleaned it up. I'll go get another piece."

Mu Yao nodded, signaling that she didn't need to worry.

The partial pavilion is the place where Mrs. Mu recites the scriptures and worships the Buddha on weekdays, and she doesn't come much. I flipped through the scriptures on the side, but I unexpectedly saw a letter sandwiched between them.

The envelope has turned yellow and worn.

Mu Yao was stunned for a moment, the people who often corresponded with her family now were her grandfather and third uncle who were fighting abroad, but this letter was obviously not their handwriting, but it was similar to the handwriting of the letter she saw before.

She couldn't help but murmur, "Fourth Uncle's letter, does grandmother have to keep it in her hand at any time and flip through it?"

Yuanshan said in a low voice, "The old lady misses her son, and this is normal."

Mu Yao snorted lightly and said gloomily, "If it weren't for my fourth uncle......

With that, she swallowed the rest of the words back.

This is the Evergreen Academy, so you can't talk nonsense.

She picked up the letter and tried to look at it quietly, but she paused.

It was a coincidence that she saw the fourth uncle's letter last time, and this time she saw this letter again, how could it be such a coincidence.

Her eyes fell on the letter, and she looked at it carefully, and suddenly her heart sank, and she quickly put the letter back in its place.

Yuanshan was startled, and quickly followed her back to the chair and asked, "What's wrong?" The girl looked frightened."

Mu Yao's heart was pounding, just now she saw it, although the seal of the letter had been opened a long time ago, but there was a very thin silk sandwiched between the opening, if it wasn't for the sunlight shining and reflecting a little light, she wouldn't have found it at all.

So, is it the grandmother who suspects that someone has touched the letter of the fourth uncle and intends to tempt it?

She was tense, cold and scorching alternately back and forth, and Xianyue had already fetched a clean cotton cloth.

Absentmindedly asked Xianyue to help bandage it, and Mu Yao's thoughts were still stuck on what happened just now.

Yuan Shan quietly tugged on her sleeve, and then she came back to her senses and found that she had arrived in front of Old Madam Mu.

Mu Yao's heart was so confused that she didn't dare to look at Old Madam Mu's eyes, for fear that she wouldn't be able to hide her thoughts, and was about to say goodbye, but she heard someone shouting outside.

A soft but clear cry came, "My sister is used to bullying me, but it's just a piece of clothing...... It's okay for my sister to give it to my sister...... Why should my sister be angry with this garment......

Mu Wan was wearing a scarlet jacket and a fox fur cloak in her arms, but her snow-white fur looked messy because of the snow water, as if she had just been thrown on the ground.

Mu Yan listened to her words and sneered, "Eighth sister, what are you doing here? It's just because I'm better dressed in that dress. If you say you like it, I don't want it, where is it that I bullied you?"

Mu Wan's pear blossom covered her face with the rain and cried, and I felt pity in her delicate posture: "Where did Seventh Sister say this, where will I go? What is it if it's not bullying?"

Xianyue walked to the door and lifted the curtain, and saw that they were standing at the door, and her heart was not strange, although these two were twin sisters, their temperaments were not similar at all.

Just because the two love to compete for love and compare, the things that Mrs. Mu San gave them have always been exactly the same, but it is impossible for everything in the world to have exactly the same two parts, and there will always be times when the distribution is uneven, and it is inevitable to have a tongue.

Xianyue looked at the fox skin in Mu Wan's arms, and her heart was relieved, "Two girls, go in quickly, the old lady called you."

When the two of them heard this, they both closed their mouths and entered the house to greet Mrs. Mu.

Because of the relationship between the third son and the meritorious service of the Mu family, Mrs. Mu was very tolerant of the people in the third room, and she didn't blame them when she saw them noisy, and asked, "Yan'er, what's wrong?"

Mu Yan pretended to be stupid, "I don't know why Eighth Sister 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, whose eyes were red and swollen, and was delicate and delicate, and said, "Seven sisters and eight sisters, they are all their own sisters, why make such a fuss about a piece of clothing."

Originally, it was just a polite words of consolation, but when Mu Yan heard it, she raised her chin at her and sneered: "Yes, I am my sister, I should knock out my teeth and swallow it in my stomach, otherwise, my sisters will accuse me one by two, where do I have any face."

When Mu Yao heard her words, she was obviously sarcastic that she was neither big nor small, and her face suddenly couldn't hold back, revealing a trace of anger, "Seventh sister, I just advised you not to be angry, why did you say this to choke me?"

Mu Yan didn't seem to take her seriously, and wanted to say something more, but Mu Lan also spoke: "Seventh sister, you are older than the eighth sister, no matter who is right or wrong, you must always be tolerant."

Mu Yan didn't know what Mu Lan was stimulated today, she spoke so impulsively, opened her mouth, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Mu Lan is the daughter of the Mu family's long house, 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 not put Mu Yao in her eyes, but she does not dare to do it with Mu Lan openly.

Mu Yao saw that she didn't dare to say that Mu Lan was not, but she dared to put down her face like this, and her little face turned white for a while.

It's not that she doesn't know how these people orchestrate her behind the scenes.

She is a descendant, but she is a concubine, and in their eyes, she is a person who is inferior to them.

Mu Yao's head was dazed, and Yuan Shan looked at her nervously on the side, for fear that something would happen to her, so he quietly pulled her sleeve.

Fortunately, Mu Yao was still able to maintain her sanity and did not argue with them.

Yuan Shan saw that she had regained her well-behaved and supple appearance, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and did not dare to look at her nose and nose, but only pricked up her ears to listen to how Old Madam Mu was going to break this lawsuit between sisters.

It's just that before Mrs. Mu could speak, Mrs. Mu walked in from outside.