Chapter 8: A Top Secret Matter
"Linglong, you count some for Fei'er, don't ask Fei'er to call more." Mu Nanxi glanced at Linglong.
Linglong immediately gained momentum and came to Fei'er with high spirits. "Don't worry, Princess, Linglong will be watching carefully."
Fei'er gritted her back molars and slapped her face hard.
While fighting, I decided to tell Miss and Mrs. about Mu Nanxi's villain's appearance!
Yasukuni Gong Mu Qing came from the inner courtyard quickly, followed by the eldest lady Mu Liushi and the young lady Mu Wanjing who bowed her head slightly, and the three of them were all unable to see their joy and anger.
Mu Qing glanced at the subordinate who was kneeling on the ground not far away, and immediately held the thumb of his right hand with the three fingers of his left hand, the thumb of his left hand was stretched out, the little thumb was pointed at his right wrist, and the four fingers of his right hand were stretched out in a cross-handed salute.
"Blessed is the king!"
"There is no need to be polite, today this king and the princess are the younger generations, why should the family care about these false courtesies." Although Qi Zhiheng said this, his deep voice did not have a trace of ups and downs.
After Mu Wanjing got up, she first looked at Mu Nanxi, saw the blisters on her face clearly, and snorted softly with satisfaction,
Shifting his gaze to Qi Zhiheng's face, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, his brows twisted together, and his expression was slightly surprised.
Isn't it rumored that the prince has a green face and fangs, how can he be a handsome young man?
How can a pariah get such a bargain!
Looking at Mu Nanxi again, his gaze was mixed with some imperceptible jealousy, and he hated the fate of the people in his heart!
Mu Nanxi met Mu Wanjing's unkind gaze, and the corners of her lips hooked up a light smile.
In Mu Wanjing's eyes, it was very mocking and provocative, and she remembered that the stabbed her with a needle in the palace a few days ago.
She was angry in her heart, and she didn't care about the personal maid who knelt on the ground and slapped her mouth.
The murderous King of Zhenbei came to the Yasukuni Mansion in person, and the entire Yasukuni Mansion was ready for battle.
At the homecoming luncheon, even the old lady who had always looked down on Mu Qing's two daughters had to come out to stage a happy family scene.
Mrs. Mu had a smile on her face, wearing a pea green skirt and a dark orange straight-necked cardigan inside, and a brown straight-necked cardigan outside, which made her dignified and elegant.
The silver hair was all coiled on the top of his head, and he wore a crown of ingots, dotted with some large and full pearls.
Her husband died young, and she thought that it was a blessing in her life that a woman in the market could raise such a good son.
The peasant woman survived and became the old lady of the Yasukuni Mansion, and the only regret was that she could not hold her grandson and could not inherit the family business.
Mu Nanxi looked at the sumptuous dishes on the table that he had never seen before, and he had already greeted everyone present in his heart, which was very fair and impartial.
In the half month of waiting to be married in the Yasukuni Mansion, she was hungry and did not have a full meal, and ate some leftovers from gluttony, where was she qualified to eat these delicacies from the mountains and seas.
After marrying into the Zhenbei Wangfu, he didn't lose his mouth, but at the risk of ending his life every day, who would be in the mood to taste the dishes carefully!
Don't eat for nothing, don't eat!
The food in Mu Nanxi's bowl was piled up into a small mountain, and the bulging cheeks were no different from a Tibetan hamster.
Qi Zhiheng's face sank and heavy, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were dangerous.
Is the palace a loss to her? Who will you show when you eat Haisai here?
Only the sound of Mu Nanxi chewing was quiet on the table, and Mu Nanxi looked up suspiciously: "Why are you looking at me, eat quickly!" ”
"Forgive me, little girl...... The princess was afraid that she was hungry. Mu Qing said with a smile.
"It's okay, this king still has affairs to deal with, so I'll take the princess back now." Qi Zhiheng took Mu Nanxi's arm and wanted to get up.
"Huh? I haven't finished eating yet, my lord. Mu Nanxi's chin stretched, "Why don't you go back first, I'll go back later." ”
Qi Zhiheng glanced at the fruit on her greasy hand, took a deep breath and calmed the anger in his heart.
Mu Qing hurriedly took over the conversation: "The prince's official business is important, let the subordinates in the palace send the princess back later." ”
Qi Zhiheng's face was ugly, and he got up and walked out.
It's vulgar, it's not on the table, and it's going to be killed when it's useless!
Jiao'er is gone, and the family no longer has to stage the drama of father and son.
Mu Nanxi casually threw the fruit on the table, wiped his hands vigorously with a handkerchief, sat up straight, and waited for them to come to attack with great interest.
She wanted to see what these demons and monsters in the Yasukuni Mansion wanted to do.
Mrs. Mu didn't bother to care about these bad things: "I'll go back first." ”
"Jing'er helped your grandmother go back to rest." Mu Qing commanded.
Mu Wanjing just wanted to excuse herself, but was glared back by Mu Liu's eyes.
"Yes, Daddy."
Mu Wanjing originally wanted to see her father teach Mu Nanxi a lesson, even if she couldn't teach this pariah a lesson with her own hands, it would be good to see her being reprimanded.
But although she was unhappy at this time, she didn't show it on her face, and respectfully helped Mrs. Mu to leave.
Mu Qing waved his hand and retreated from everyone.
He has always been cautious and meticulous, and he understands that there are some things that cannot be said in front of others.
Only Mu Liushi was still standing beside him.
"You go down first." Mu Qing glanced at Mu Liu.
What he said next, Rao and Mu Liu's clan had to hide it.
If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a more convenient way, and he had the life of Mu Nanxi's mother in his hands, he wouldn't have been able to hand over this matter to a little girl who had not dried up.
Fortunately, this mother-daughter relationship is deep, and he is not worried that Mu Nanxi will dare not listen to him.
After everyone retreated, Mu Qing got up with an unkind face and stared at Mu Nanxi condescendingly: "Why didn't the prince accompany you back to the door without telling in advance?" ”
"It has been a rule since ancient times for the husband to accompany the bride back to the door, and my father thinks that the prince is such a person who does not follow the etiquette law?"
"You!" Mu Qing suffocated in his chest, his face changed, and his expression was slightly angry.
This little girl dares to contradict herself now! Don't you really think that climbing the prince is climbing a high branch?
Mu Nanxi didn't seem to care about angering Mu Qing, casually dusted off the fruit crumbs that had just fallen on his dress, and said with a light smile: "What's wrong with Daddy?" Why do you look bad? My daughter knows some Qihuang techniques, why don't you help her father take the pulse? ”
Mu Nanxi raised his head, and looked at Mu Qing, who was so angry that he didn't have a good face.
"It's no better than your country market, and you can take away your vulgarity and barbarism. Think about your little lady, you know to be careful in front of the prince! Mu Qing flicked his sleeves and scolded sternly.
Hearing this, a fierce color flashed between Mu Nanxi's eyebrows: "Where is my mother?" When will I see her? ”
If it weren't for the fact that she didn't know the detailed address of the original owner's mother, she would want to send this old immortal to the West Heaven now!
Mu Qing snorted coldly, thinking that it was just a fried dog in front of him, and he didn't even deserve his eyes.
He spoke slowly, "As long as you help me complete something, I will let you see her." ”