Destiny is the Phoenix: The Third Miss Poison Doctor

Chapter 60 The Disgrace of Waste!

Chapter 60 The Disgrace of Waste!

But in memory, Mu Qingling also knew that Mu Biyao's wisdom was far different from Mu Yue'e's idiot.

"My dear girl, get up quickly, you have worked hard during this time."

Mu Wenxuan looked at Mu Biyao very tenderly, even more tenderly than he was to Mu Qingling before.

Mu Yue'e, mother and daughter came down in a hurry, and Mu Qingling naturally followed behind.

"My concubine pays respects to the old lady."

"Yue'e pays respects to grandma!"

"Qing Ling pays respects to grandma!"

Mu Qingling could only stand on the sidelines.

"Qingling... Good boy, get up quickly, come, come to grandma, let grandma take a good look at you."

The old lady was very pleased when she heard Mu Qingling's voice and saw Mu Qingling's simple attire today.

In the letter, she already knew that Mu Qingling was not stupid anymore, and she was very happy, so she rushed back early.

"grandmother……"

"Good boy, you have suffered." The old lady held Mu Qingling's hand tightly.

"Grandma's trip to Nanshan was not in vain. You are finally healed. Grandma is very happy, very happy. Do you know that grandma has been looking forward to this day for a long time."

The old lady held Mu Qingling's hand tightly, with no intention of letting go.

Mu Qingling could clearly feel the warmth of the old lady's palm.

"grandmother!"

In memory, this old lady was very kind to her, a person who really treated her well.

"Grandmother, we're home now. Let's go back first. The day after autumn is not easy. You have to pay attention to your health. Since the third sister is already well, you don't have to worry about it anymore, and you don't have to run around to pray for Buddha." gone."

Mu Biyao's face was gentle and full of filial piety.

Mu Qingling raised her brows lightly, as expected this Mu Biyao and that Mu Yue'e were not in the same class.

In a few words, it seems that she is wrong.

"Yes, yes, Baguio is right, it's too hot outside, let's go back first."

The old lady was very happy, holding Mu Qingling's hand in one hand and Mu Biyao's in the other, they entered the gate together.

Mu Yue'e, who was behind her, looked at the backs of several people, and stomped her feet angrily.

Since she was a child, her grandmother didn't want to see her.

It was so before, and it is so now.

In the hall, as soon as the old lady sat down, Mu Biyao immediately ordered the nanny who had served the old lady for many years to prepare tea and so on.

She seemed very sensible and considerate, directly crushing Mu Qingling and Mu Yue'e.

"Biyao is really considerate and sensible. With Baguio serving the old lady, I am also relieved. But recently, the schools of various sects are about to enroll students. After Baguio leaves, I will take care of the old lady."

Guo Miaoren said that he blessed the old lady, "If there is anything that is not thoughtful, I ask the old lady to tell the concubine."

"Baguio, your talent is not bad, but after thinking about it, what sect do you want to join?"

The old lady did not respond to Guo Miaoren, but looked at Mu Biyao, and then at Mu Qingling.

"Qing Ling, have you tested your talent?"

Mu Qingling took a step forward, "Back to grandma, Qingling hasn't tested her talent yet."

The smile on Guo Miaoren's face was tinged with sarcasm, "Miss San can actually take this opportunity to test her talent. If her talent is not bad, she can also join a simple sect and learn some martial arts skills."

"Let's look at it in a few days when the enrollment is over."

Mu Qingling said lightly.

God King Ding immediately sent a voice transmission: Master, why didn't you tell them that you are talented in all departments?
Mu Qingling: No need, Mu Biyao is the pride of Guo Miaoren.

Xiaokong: The master is right, they will be caught off guard when the time comes.

"That's fine, in fact, some of the other studies in the Waterchen Kingdom Academy are also good, such as medical skills, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

Mu Wenxuan looked at Mu Qingling and said with some distress.

It was as if she had already determined that even if Mu Qingling had good spiritual power and knew some simple boxing skills, she was still a waste material that could not be cultivated.

"That's right, it's good for girls to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Miss San probably isn't familiar with these yet."

Guo Miaoren was obviously even more sure that Mu Qingling was a waste.

"Third sister has a small and exquisite figure, so learning to dance is the best."

Even Mu Biyao took the opportunity to say that, with a bit of pity on his face.

"Fourth sister is right. It's just that I've always been stupid. I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it."

Mu Qingling continued casually.

"Third sister, don't say that, you can't practice anymore, what else can you do besides learning these things?"

Mu Yue'e said sarcastically.

The corner of Mu Qingling's mouth curved slightly, and she directly concluded that she couldn't practice, didn't she just break her dantian?

After she traveled through time, it had already been repaired.

Haven't you already fought against Mu Yue'e and her daughter?
Still so blind!
"Don't even talk about it. After a family reunion, do you have to talk about these unpleasant things?"

Mu Wenxuan coughed lightly, and looked at Mu Qingling sympathetically.

"Okay, let's arrange lunch, and prepare more things that my mother likes, and those that Baguio likes, by the way, and those that Qingling likes, Qingling likes..."

While Mu Wenxuan was talking, he suddenly couldn't continue because he didn't know what Mu Qingling liked to eat.

"Father, I can eat whatever I want, I'm not picky eaters."

Mu Qingling didn't care about Mu Wenxuan's ignorance of herself.

"Good boy, come here and let grandma take a good look at it."

The old lady loved Mu Qingling very much, and also liked Mu Qingling's mother Lan Lingruo very much. It was only because of Guo Miaoren's appearance that Lan Lingruo took the eldest son Mu Qingfeng away.

Many years ago, Mr. Mu also raised a concubine outside. Later, Mr. Mu died in the concubine's room, so the old lady hated all concubines.

"Qing Ling, thank you for your concern. Grandmother, in fact, Qing Ling is very good, really good, and my father is also very good to Qing Ling."

Mu Qingling said this on purpose.

"He...does he have time to care about you?"

The old lady seemed very dissatisfied with Mu Wenxuan, and did not believe that Mu Wenxuan would treat Mu Qingling well.

"Mother, why doesn't my son care about Qingling? She is the daughter of my son and Lingruo."

Mu Wenxuan actually blamed himself very much in his heart. Since Lan Lingruo left, he only cared about his eldest daughter Mu Wanru, and he never cared about the stupid Mu Qingling.

If it weren't for Mu Qingling's recent changes, he would have even forgotten that he still has a daughter.

"It's better to be like this. By the way, you said in the letter that Qingling was retiring from her marriage with Prince An? What's going on?"

When the old lady was asking questions, she took a look at Guo Miaoren. The old lady had always known that Guo Miaoren wanted to marry Prince An with Mu Yue'e instead of Mu Qingling.

"Old lady, this has nothing to do with the concubine's room, it's all Miss San's own idea."

Guo Miaoren felt the old lady's gaze and quickly explained.

"Miss San, tell the old lady yourself."

(End of this chapter)