The general's wife is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 268
"Recently, the border is not peaceful. His Majesty ordered King Xian and General Li to guard the border. Once General Li leaves, I don't know when he will be back." Although Second Master Mu said to Mrs. Mu, he looked at Mu Qingyu from time to time. Eye.

"It's bitter cold at the border, His Royal Highness King Xian and General Li will have to work hard." Mrs. Mu said with emotion.

After the second master Mu finished speaking, he went out with the third master Mu to the man's table.

"Yu'er, how is your dowry embroidered?" Mrs. Mu asked.

"The embroidery is almost done." Mu Qingyu said without a red face, and Mo Zhu, who was standing behind her, lowered her head even more.

Mo Zhu took care of Mu Qingyu's embroidered dowry.

Her young lady has barely embroidered half of it.

She was anxious for Mu Qingyu, there were only a few months left, and according to Mu Qingyu's progress, by this time next year, she might not have finished her embroidery.

Mrs. Mu didn't know that, she only thought that Mu Qingyu was telling the truth.

"Okay, then let the embroiderer at home teach you, you can do something for General Li with your own hands, it can be regarded as your heart." Mrs. Mu said slowly.

Mu Qingyu said "ah", she didn't know that Li Zhao was such a big man, and she needed something embroidered to take to the border.

Everyone around laughed.

Fang covered her mouth and reminded: "Weeping at the border gate, close-fitting padded jacket, knee pads, and gloves are all needed."

Mu Qingyu couldn't laugh, she didn't know how to do that.

"Peace talismans worn close to the body are also acceptable. Mother, why don't we burn incense in a few days," Fang said.

Mrs. Mu has nothing to disagree with. She has always submerged in the Buddha, and goes to the temple every month.

"Three days will be a good day, let's set it on that day." Mrs. Mu said.

With that said, the maids came up with dishes.

There was no talking about eating or sleeping, and the Mu family's female family members had their lunch quietly.

On the other side, the man's side seemed to be drinking.

Mrs. Mu hurriedly told loudly: "Don't let Jiayan drink too much, at most one cup!"

Mu Erye's voice came: "Don't worry, mother, we know it well."

Fang was worried about her son, and also told him: "Don't let Jiade drink too much."

"Mother, don't worry about men's affairs." Mujiade's childish yet pretentious voice came, making Fang's face blush, and the others laughed.

Mu Qingqiu smiled and said: "Mother, don't worry about it, he won't listen to you."

"Okay, okay, with his father here, I don't have to worry about it." Fang laughed at herself, and simply got up and took a pair of chopsticks to serve Mrs. Mu.

Fei Cui hurriedly helped the maid to stand up, dragging her heavy body, she also wanted to come over to help Fang Shi.

Fang said hurriedly, "Just sit down."

"It's a concubine's blessing to be able to serve the old lady," Fei Cui insisted, "It's fine to help the lady."

Mrs. Mu turned her head, her gaze first fell on Fei Cui's stomach, and then slowly moved up to stare at Fei Cui's face.

"It's your blessing to add another brother or sister to the family. Don't be brave, just sit down. You are not called to serve others." Mrs. Mu had a little anger in her eyes.

Even if Fei Cui had a child in her womb, it still couldn't dispel Mrs. Mu's prejudice against her.

She is just a girl who is like a grass on the wall, what kind of children can she teach in the future?
Wang Yueniang is a perfect example of a crooked upper beam and a crooked lower beam.

Thinking of Wang Yueniang, Mrs. Mu thought of Mu Shurui who hadn't shown her face for a long time.

Even if you have a disability and your heart is not disabled, you can still break through the world.

But Mu Shurui couldn't bear a little blow at all, and now his temperament has completely changed.

It is said that almost all the little maids who served in his house were tortured by him.

Those little maids mustered up their courage and complained in front of Mrs. Mu. Mrs. Mu could only sigh after seeing their miserable appearance.

He hated Wang Yueniang even more in his heart, a good child who was used to being like this by her.

A little tougher, and it won't become so hideous as it is now.

Mrs. Mu was thinking in her heart, and her face couldn't help showing a little sullenness.

Fei Cui saw it and thought it was all for her.

Fei Cui's face turned pale. She originally came here with the determination to please Mrs. Mu. How did things turn out like this?
Noticing that Mu Qingyu was also looking at her, Fei Cui gave her a look for help.

Mu Qingyu opened his mouth to make a rescue: "Grandmother, Aunt Cui is also wholeheartedly for you, so don't be angry with her."

Mu Qingyu's coquettish tone immediately dispelled most of the anger in Mrs. Mu's heart.

Sure enough, it is only caring to look after the grown-up granddaughter.

"That's all, you go back and sit and rest." Mrs. Mu waved her hand.

This time, Fei Cui didn't dare to say anything, and helped the maid back to her seat.

Fei Cui looked around, she was the only one of the aunts in Duke Ding's mansion.

Her status in Dingguo's mansion is still unusual.

Emerald rubbed her stomach, feeling much happier.

When the moon was hanging high, the women's family had finished their dinner.

The maids removed the bowls and chopsticks, and everyone was talking while listening to the table next door.

Maybe he drank too much wine over there and was messing around.

Guo Nian'er listened for a while, then approached Mrs. Mu and complained to her: "Grandmother, big cousin has had several glasses of wine."

Mrs. Mu frowned, "Didn't you tell him not to drink? Wang Ma, go and call the young master over."

"Yes."

Mama Wang walked around behind the screen and brought Mu Jiayan over after a while.

It has just entered winter, and Mu Jiayan has already put on a cloak, and the silvery white color makes him as gentle as jade.

At this time, his originally pale cheeks were stained with a faint blush, obviously he had drunk more than one glass of wine.

Mu Jiayan walked up to Mrs. Mu, feeling a little unstable.

Mrs. Mu couldn't bear to criticize Mu Jiayan, so she said to the servant who was supporting Mu Jiayan, "Why don't you persuade your young master to drink so much?"

Ping An is in a dilemma: "The younger one persuaded me, but the young master didn't listen."

"Grandmother," Mu Jiayan said, the breath smelled of alcohol mixed in, "I'm happy today, it's my insistence, grandma, don't blame Ping An."

Guo Nian'er's eyelashes trembled slightly, her tone restrained, and she asked tentatively, "Is my cousin happy because Mrs. Zhou and Miss Zhou are here?"

"No, it's because Yu'er is back." Mu Jiayan smiled and looked at Mu Qingyu.

In the harem, a place that cannibalize people without spitting out their bones, the simple Mu Qingyu can go away without returning if he is not careful.

Mu Jiayan only hated himself and couldn't do anything.

"Thank you, big brother, for your concern." Mu Qingyu smiled sincerely.

It feels so good to be remembered.

Guo Nian'er seemed relieved, "Grandmother, cousin and uncle all drank too much, I'll go make them hangover soup, I'm the best."

"I asked you to sit and talk with me, but you can't sit still? You go, you don't need to accompany me." Mrs. Mu smiled helplessly, and did not restrain Guo Nian'er.

Guo Nianer ran out excitedly.

(End of this chapter)