Revenge of Rebirth: Intrigue

Chapter 22
Hong Xiu raised his head in a daze, looking at Mu Huaxian with red eyes: "Really?"

"What did I lie to you for?" Mu Huaxian pulled her up, motioned her to sit down, and said affectionately, "Hongxiu, you are two years older than me, and treat me very well. I have always treated you like a sister." You are so afraid of me now, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Hongxiu was both surprised and delighted: "Miss, this servant is thinking too much, this servant thought that... from now on, this servant will definitely listen to Miss, and stop thinking about anything!"

Mu Hua smiled and rolled her eyes: "That would be the best. Mu Mansion is a pool of muddy water. You must not disturb it. After two years, I will ask grandma to let you out and find you a Good people live in peace and prosperity."

After all, Mu Huaxian is not a 13-year-old child. She clearly knows that what people want in this life is nothing more than an ordinary future.

Maids like Hongxiu signed death contracts, and unless the master spoke, they would have to serve others for the rest of their lives.

Mu Huaxian's words are undoubtedly more attractive to Hongxiu than gold and silver.

Hongxiu was so moved that his eyes turned red: "Miss, with your words, it is worthwhile for the slaves to go through fire and water."

"Why do you have to go through fire and water so seriously?" Mu Hua smiled casually and raised her hand, "I only want you to do one thing now, which is to send these dirty clothes to the laundry room."

"Now?" Hongxiu was stunned. Usually, the changed clothes were taken early the next morning, and it was already dark now...

"I was walking around today, and I was sweating all over. Wouldn't it stink to death if I left my clothes like this overnight?" Mu Huaxian pouted, making Hongxiu feel that she was just playing with a child's temper.

Hongxiu smiled, didn't think about it any more, packed the clothes in a tub, and went out to the washing room.

Mu Huaxian stood at the door of the room and watched Hongxiu walk out of Huazhui Pavilion, and immediately turned back to the room and put on the maid clothes that Hongxiu had replaced on her body, wrote something with a pen and paper and put it in her sleeve, and went out of Huazhui Pavilion with her head buried.

Her destination is Nuanchun Pavilion.

It was already dark, and Mu Huaxian lowered her head, making it impossible for people to see her appearance clearly.

When she arrived at the gate of Nuanchun Pavilion, she didn't go in, but said to the little maid guarding the gate: "I am Hongxiu of Huazhui Pavilion, Miss, can you rest now?"

"Hua Zhui Pavilion?" The servant girl guarding the gate said in a contemptuous tone, "What can you do with the eldest lady?"

People who deal with people who are inferior to dogs are more imposing than her.Mu Huaxian raised her voice: "You just need to pass on the message, otherwise you will miss the eldest lady's affairs, and I will see how many lives you have to pay for it!"

The servant girl was startled, and hurriedly said: "Missy is not here, she has gone to Fuyunju..."

Mu Huaxian was disappointed for a while, thought for a while, and then asked, "What about Miss San?"

"Miss San is here."

"Go and hand this note to her, and tell her that it was brought by the red sleeve of Huazhuige." Mu Huaxian handed the note to the maidservant, and said seriously: "Remember, you must ask the third lady to get it immediately." See, otherwise... you will lose half your life even if you don't die!"

The gatekeeper's maid is just the lowest rough servant girl, have you ever heard such a thing?Mu Huaxian's tone was just a bit gloomy, and she turned pale with fright, and quickly went in with a note without saying a word.

Mu Huaxian smiled coldly, walked to the rockery not far away and hid.

After a while, Mu Donglin came out in a hurry.

She looked around first, and then asked the maid: "Where is she?"

The maid hesitated and didn't know how to answer, Mu Donglin let out a light snort, and ran towards the south courtyard with the corner of her skirt in hand.

(End of this chapter)