Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

chapter 273
"Okay, I've finished this tea too, so I won't bother you and Auntie, I'll go back first."

After Mu Xi resigned, she walked straight to the outside of Qiyun Pavilion. Seeing this, Mu Shiyao subconsciously called out "Miss San".

"Fourth Miss, what else do you have to say?" Master Mu turned his head and looked at the half-grown girl in front of him with a smile.

"I...not...this..." The girl in green clothes tied her tongue, she hesitated for a long time, but she couldn't utter a word.

She instinctively felt that she should say something, but when the words came to her lips, she really didn't know what she should say.

It seems that nothing is right, and it seems that nothing should be said.

So Mu Shiyao breathed a sigh of relief, seeing this situation, Mu Xici couldn't help but frowned, and the smile on his face became wider: "Fourth Miss, if you have free time on weekdays, you can come to my Fulan Pavilion to sit. "

"There's nothing else, refreshments must be enough."

"...Okay." Mu Shiyao was startled when she heard the words, her soft lips parted and closed silently for a long while, and it took a long time to say "yes".

It seemed that she couldn't say anything else except this word.

"Then it's settled." Mu Xici nodded, and stepped out of the Qiyun Pavilion lightly. She knew that when dealing with smart people like Mu Shiyao, the word "scale" was extremely important.

She is different from Yun Shi, the latter has been a maid for more than ten years, and she has long been used to her status as a "servant". Even though she is smart and sensitive, she doesn't care much about the so-called "face". man of.

Including betrayal of the old master, including blackmailing others.

Otherwise, the she that day would not have thought of threatening Mu Shiyan with the loss of her innocence and trying to bribe her back then.

Mu Shiyao is different. Although she is a concubine, she is still the serious master of the Duke's mansion.

Even though Xiao Shuhua forbids people to call her "Miss", and only calls her "Four Girls" all the year round, the food and clothing expenses of the Qiyun Pavilion are still the norms that a lady in the mansion should have.

It can be said that Mu Shiyao is not much different from her in terms of basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation, except that she has no chance to go out and show her face, life is monotonous, and there are several more constraints.

In addition, there was only one aunt Ruan Meiyan in the second uncle's room, and Xiao Shuhua didn't like her husband very much. The second uncle probably spent more time in the Qiyun Pavilion than in Xiao Shuhua's room. Aunt Ruan was "half the master" , it is no different from ordinary masters.

Even because of the good temperament of the two people in Qiyun Pavilion, they are willing to help the servants, and the maids and servants in the mansion respect their mother and daughter more.

In this way, Mu Shiyao must be a girl with great self-respect and self-respect, plus the little bit of inferiority brought about by her status as a concubine and many constraints, and the reluctance to surrender buried in the bones of Mu's children...

Her thoughts will only be more delicate than ordinary official ladies, and she will also care more about the "scale" than ordinary girls.

Once she crossed the line before she let go of her guard, no matter what the purpose was, whether it was intentional or unintentional, she would choose to leave without hesitation, and completely block that road without leaving any gaps.

Therefore, there is no rush.

Mu Xici raised her eyebrows. In fact, what she said today was trying to test Mu Shiyao's bottom line. Fortunately, she guessed correctly and gambled correctly--she really didn't want to be like this for the rest of her life. All trapped and locked between mansions.

In this way, the sense of discomfort caused by overreaching can easily be replaced by shock and surprise. Even if she can detect this small offense after she recovers, she will not care about it carefully.

——She broke her mind, paved a brand new road in front of her, and let her see another possibility in this life.

This is much more important than entanglement with that trivial transgression.

The little girl closed her eyes and breathed out lightly. The sunlight at noon was more than twice as strong as it was at that time. She held up an umbrella and walked quickly on the road she came from. The faint shadow of the wheel.

Suddenly, I wanted to eat mung bean paste made by Lingqin.

Mu Xici clutched the handle of the umbrella, thinking wildly, when she came to Fulanxuan, a plump white figure suddenly caught her eyes, the little girl took advantage of the situation and raised her hand to scoop it up, firmly hugging the plump pigeon into the bosom.

"Googoo—" Xuetuan muttered, raised his head and rubbed against the little girl's neck, his small black bean-like eyes were full of grievances.

Listening to the aggrieved bird call, Master Mu frowned and pondered for a while: "You have arrived a long time ago, and you have waited for me at Fulanxuan for a long time, so you ran here?"

"Hey!" Xue Tuan tried to nod the bird's head, and the grievance in his eyes became more and more serious.

——That's right, that's it, hey, don't you want to be a woman? Is Gu Gu not fat enough, or Gu Gu's feathers are not beautiful enough?

"...I just went out for a while." Mu Xici twitched the corners of her lips, and she realized that the play of this stupid pigeon raised by Mo Junli was really unusual. Sometimes, the actors in the theater None of it will play!
"Goo, goo!" Oh, what a perfunctory answer, you really don't like goo when you're a woman.

No, Cuckoo can't stand this grievance, Cuckoo is going to find a beam to hit him to death now, and then use my free feathers as an inscription of my freedom, so that the world can take a good look at your hateful face of a woman who always abandons you— —

Xue Tuan fluttered his wings and muttered non-stop. Seeing this, Mu Xici let go of his hands expressionlessly: "Oh, then you can do whatever you want."

"It's amazing, I can ask Lingqin to add another dish at night." Roasted fat pigeon, or slow-cooked fat pigeon soup.

It's not a day or two for Zuo Lingqin to be greedy for its body, and so is she.

Mu Xici smiled, followed the trend with a "chuck", and sucked in her saliva, she didn't want to eat mung bean paste now, she wanted to eat the whole pigeon feast at that old man's house, Mo Junli.

The fat and tender kind.

"Huh?" The carrier pigeon, which was almost thrown to the ground, was stunned. It stared blankly at the little girl in front of it. Its small brain worked quickly for a long while, and decisively turned the matter over on the spot.

It cooed twice, carefully and flatteringly rubbed against the little girl's shoulder again, and tremblingly stretched out a short leg.

Hey, the stupid master asked me to bring you a letter~
It didn't want to bump its head to death on any beam, nor did it say what kind of "abandoned" girl she was, it was just a weak, pitiful and innocent messenger Gugu.

It's just carrying more weight than it should be carrying, really, nothing else.

"Unfortunately, there is no extra meal in the evening." The little girl smacked her lips seriously, with a look of regret on her face, she took the snow ball, and slowly took off the mailbox on its lap.

After being reprimanded by her for a few times, Mo Junli really has a long memory. Now when he writes a letter, he already remembers to put the important things first and the trivial things last.

Mu Xici nodded in relief, and quickly scanned the words on the note, her dark almond eyes suddenly lit up.

Good guy, this old guy is quite efficient——

Le Wan and the second brother were found so quickly, and the time to discuss and match them up was set!

　Xuetuan puts a life on the dining table every day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)