Distressed wife

Chapter 78 Goodbye Enemy (9)
Cai Lian and Chun Yu stood aside, not daring to speak out, the two had never seen such a terrifying expression on Mu Zixi, so they were too frightened to speak out.

Mu Zixi suppressed the jealousy in her heart, followed the breath in her heart, and coughed violently.

Chun Yu stepped forward in fright, "Second Miss."

Mu Zixi waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I can't die yet."

She couldn't die, she wanted to send Mu Ziyan to hell with her own hands, otherwise, she would die unwillingly.

At this moment, a girl's report came from outside the house, "Second Miss, here comes the mother."

Mu Zixi was taken aback for a moment, remembering what Zhang Shi said in the ancestral hall just now, all the anger in her eyes dissipated, and replaced with the usual pathetic and pathetic look, she slowly got up, went out of the room in person, and walked to the nursery Standing in front of her, with Cailian's support, she whispered, "From the mother."

"Second miss, the old lady called you to go." Cong Mammy looked at Mu Zixi's delicate and weak appearance, and a flash of unbearable feeling flashed in her heart.

Mu Zixi replied softly, and followed her mother to the Changsong Courtyard.

The old lady sat on the soft couch in a senile manner, and when she saw Mu Zixi coming, she just raised her eyes lightly. Since Mrs. Zhang was punished and imprisoned in the ancestral hall, the old lady's attitude towards Mu Zixi has also become a lot colder. Especially after Zhang Yirong's incident happened.

Mu Zixi knew that what happened to Zhang Yirong was her own mistake, but she was unwilling to do so. If she were the concubine of the Hou Mansion, she would not rely on others to curry favor with Mu Ziyan, hateful, she was only one step away.

Mu Zixi walked up to the old lady with downcast eyes and lowered eyebrows, and bowed gracefully, "Xi'er pays respects to grandma."

"Get up." The old lady said coldly, not seeing her usual kindness.

Mu Zixi only felt a tremor all over her body, but she didn't dare to show it, and replied softly, "Yes."

Seeing Mu Zixi's soft voice and soft appearance, the old lady sighed faintly, "You child, I saw that you were clever in the past, how could you be confused at a critical moment?"

Hearing the old lady's reproach, Mu Zixi couldn't help crying, "It's Xi'er's fault."

The old lady waved her hand and said, "Young girl Yan should be annoyed by you, I think it will be fine if you come here for a while and let your breath go away."

"Xi'er wrote it down." Mu Zixi replied in a low voice.

The old lady continued, "In a few days, Duke Qi's old lady's birthday, you should make some preparations, don't be rude."

"Yes." Mu Zixi suppressed the joy in her heart, and Lihua responded with rain.

The old lady couldn't see her crying like this, so she waved her away.

Mu Zixi immediately went to the ancestral hall, Zhang's eyebrows raised slightly, she was sure that the old lady would not miss this opportunity, even if she hated her, but Mu Zixi was Mu Qingran's only prostitute, the old lady herself will not give up.

Zhang Shi looked at Mu Zixi with red and swollen eye sockets, and she became much thinner. Her eyes flashed with distress, and she raised her hand to caress her palm-sized face, "Xi'er, mother's future can be counted on you."

"Mother, my daughter will do what you say." Mu Zixi has long been used to Zhang's behavior. Once Zhang has some schemes, he will show such kindness to her. In the past, she will be happy Ruokang, but now, she can no longer experience the joy of being cherished by her mother, and what is left behind is nothing but ridicule.

Seeing Mu Zixi's obedience, Mrs. Zhang smiled, looked at her with satisfaction, and then whispered in her ear.

After finishing speaking, a look of surprise flashed across Mu Zixi's eyes, obviously a little uncertain, "Mother, is this possible?"

"There's no reason for her to shrink back under the eyes of everyone." Zhang Shi was sure that Mu Ziyan would do so, a faint light flashed in her eyes, and she smiled triumphantly.

Mu Zixi pondered for a moment, then responded in a low voice, "Mother, my daughter listens to you."

"This is my mother's good daughter." Zhang Shi put his arms around Mu Zixi, stroking her hair with his palm, and a calculating sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Mu Zixi leaned against Zhang Shi's embrace, only feeling cold all over, and could not feel any warmth.

The next day, Mu Ziyan went to Jiyue Courtyard to pay respects to Mrs. Qi, and saw Mrs. Qi's complexion was serious. She saw Cui Nanny gave her a wink, and she probably guessed something. Then, with a smile on her lips, she stepped forward, "mother."

Looking at the daughter in front of her, Mrs. Qi sighed, "Yan'er, it's your grandmother's birthday, and the old lady can't move, so she asked Miss Xi to go there on her behalf. A message came just now to ask her to go with you."

Mu Ziyan didn't show the slightest surprise, how could the old lady miss it when it was so lively?Mu Zixi will definitely be allowed to go. In the eyes of the old lady, the real concubine of the Hou Mansion is not her, but Mu Zixi.

"Mother, don't worry, I will take good care of my second younger sister." Mu Ziyan was not annoyed, but responded with a smile.

"As expected, my Yan'er is the most sensible." Qi Shi was very pleased, and the brows that were frowned just now relaxed a lot.

In the seventh year of the founding of the Great Yan Kingdom, Zhongchun.

It is the birth of the heaven and the earth, the glory of all things, the spring is full of vitality, and it looks like a thriving school.

The Duke of Qi's mansion is extremely lively tonight, with colorful lights hanging high in the corridor, brightly lit.

The courtyard is lined with beautiful trees and exotic flowers and grasses are everywhere. Rare flowers and trees such as magnolia, crabapple, ginkgo, and bauhinia, which symbolize jade hall, wealth, longevity, and auspiciousness, abound.

The indoor mahogany open-carved floor-to-ceiling flower cover is elegant and elegant, and the golden glazed cup is exquisite and luxurious. There are even more laughter and laughter. Occasionally, there are a few sweet and clear laughter, which adds a bit of spring to the lively courtyard.

In the jasper pavilion in the distance, there are several flowery girls in gorgeous clothes, about the same age, sometimes whispering, sometimes looking into the distance, but now they all set their eyes on Su Qinrou in the center of the pavilion.

I saw her holding an arrow made of Tuomu. The feathers at the tail looked very bright in the night, with fine workmanship and exquisite carvings. She looked directly at the beautifully carved casting pot not far away, and her almond eyes were vivid Stubborn, after aiming at it, she threw it out, and only heard a "kuang", and hit it, eight times in a row, and she was the first one.

Su Qinrou took a deep breath, raised her brows triumphantly, and looked at Mu Ziyan who was sipping a sip of green tea opposite her.

Mu Ziyan is only ten years old now, but she exudes an air of indifference. She looks a bit out of place with girls of the same age. She is tall and slender, with a gentle smile, and she naturally meets the provocative eyes. He lowered his eyes and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)