Chapter 20 Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger

Probably because he was tired after being punished by Grandma Pei Mo, Murong Qing did not see Bai Mengying active in front of her for the next few days.

Murong Qing was also happy to be free.

At the same time, Murong Qing was also distressed.

In less than two days, it will be the day to return home.

Murong Qing didn't care about anything else, but if Pei Mo didn't cooperate, he would inevitably get gossiped about.

However, there was no need for Murong Qing to worry.

Two days before returning home, a servant came to inquire with a list.

It is said that the general has prepared a homecoming ceremony and wants his wife to see it.

Murong Qing was slightly surprised, and at the same time couldn't help but sigh, Pei Mo was really attentive and had thought of everything long ago.

Thinking of the man's handsome face, Murong Qing's heart felt warm.

On the day he returned home, Pei Mo had packed up early and was waiting outside. It seemed that he was waiting for him.

Murong Qing walked quickly.

"Why did you get up so early?"

"Waiting for you." Pei Mo's face was clearly expressionless.

But for some reason, Murong Qing saw a little bit of smile in his eyes.

Murong Qing walked by, and the man helped her get into the carriage.

The two of them looked at each other in silence and sat in the car.

Fortunately, the carriage was very fast and we arrived at the place very quickly.

Before their carriage arrived, Nanjing Hou and his wife were waiting at the door early in the morning and saw Murong Qing getting off the carriage.

Mrs. Nanjing Hou came over immediately.

Seeing that his daughter was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Qing was also helpless: "Mom, my daughter is fine."

"The guest who came to our house earlier said that you got into a lot of trouble and had a hard time in the General's Mansion. It seems that you are doing well."

Mrs. Nanjing Hou breathed a sigh of relief and still had time to joke.

The Marquis of Nanjing bowed respectfully to Pei Mo.

"Your Highness General, please!"

Pei Mo is naturally welcome.

But Murong Qing was confused, what kind of guest?

She asked, but her mother said she would know when she came in.

Murong Qing simply stopped asking.

The group entered the door and walked into the lobby, only to see Luo Yan sitting in the banquet hall drinking tea.

Suddenly, Murong Qing's face darkened.

With an ugly expression on his face, Pei Mo hugged her waist and said softly: "I'm here."

Murong Qing pursed her lips and said nothing, but Luo Yan came forward with a smile.

She also brought her green tea sisters with her.

Everyone was smiling, but looking at them they had evil intentions.

"Brother General, sister-in-law, I happened to pass by. I heard that you were coming back today, so I asked someone to buy some gifts and send them over."

Murong Qing smiled calmly: "Thank you, sister Luo Yan."

"What's it like for you to be a guest at Qingqing's house on the day you return home? You're not from your mother's family. Go back!"

Pei Mo frowned, he had heard everything that happened yesterday.

I really don't have a good impression of Luo Yan.

There was a flash of hatred in Luo Yan's eyes.

Murong Qing must have blown something in front of Brother General! Otherwise, why would Brother General be so cold to her?

Luo Yan snorted coldly, offending her.

Naturally, she would not let Murong Qing go easily, Luo Yan had already calculated it.

Today is Murong Qing’s return day.

She deliberately brought her sisters with her so that Murong Qing would be embarrassed on the day she returns home.

Married to His Highness the General for nothing.

All of them were jealous in their hearts, who didn't want to see Murong Qing make a fool of himself.

Luo Yan was even more aggrieved: "Brother General, you and I grew up together, so can I not be considered your relative?"

Mrs. Nanjing Hou looked back with worry on her face.

Murong Qing took the initiative to hold Madam's hand: "Mom, it's okay, you go ahead, I'll just deal with them."

She smiled slightly, and anyone with a discerning eye could see what they were thinking.

Not to mention the two of them, Mrs. Nanjing Hou was a little worried.

In the end, Murong Qing whispered: "It's really okay, you go."

The couple should not interfere too much with the junior's affairs: "I'll go and tell the kitchen to get you something to eat."

After the elders left, Luo Yan became even more unscrupulous.

"Sister-in-law, you don't look too good, but we are really here to celebrate your return today."

Luo Yan smiled, and the sisters took out the guzheng.

The beautiful melody slowly came from the fingertips of several people, but Murong Qing couldn't help but frown.

After all, he couldn't laugh and just stared at Luo Yan.

Come on, the song is over. Pei Mo and the two of them listened to it expressionlessly.

Immediately, I heard the man say seriously again.

"The performance is over? Can you go?"

The man's voice was soft and calm, and he looked over expressionlessly.

Luo Yan's heart trembled as she met the man's cold eyes.

"Brother General! It's just a performance. I haven't seen my sister-in-law's performance yet."

Luo Yan stared at Murong Qing suggestively.

The latter just shrugged nonchalantly: "I have no interest in these things."

Murong Qing looked up expressionlessly, his expression always calm.

Luo Yan's eyes suddenly lit up. Sure enough, she just couldn't!

"Murong Qing, you don't know anything, do you?" The person behind Luo Yan, her good sister, Song Yingying, sneered coldly.

Several people laughed at him.

Murong Qing even hid beside Pei Mo, out of sight of others, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

If it were her previous life, she would indeed know nothing at this time.

But in her previous life, she did too much to please that person.

Luo Yan snorted coldly: "Sister-in-law, you won't be the same when it comes to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, right?"

After saying that, several people laughed mockingly.

Murong Qing also smiled: "You mean piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? I only know a little bit about it."

"Oh? Please!" Luo Yan pointed to the guzheng beside him.

"I just understand a little bit. If I don't play well, sister, please don't laugh at me." Murong Qing hesitated.

After a pause, he sat down in front of the guzheng.

Pei Mo patted her shoulder, his expression serious, and their eyes met.

Murong Qing smiled and shook his head.

Then he gently plucked the strings, and the sound flowed out.

It was clear that several people were still sitting in the Marquis Mansion in the South, but a few of them felt as if they were in the deep mountains, high mountains and flowing water.

Even Luo Yan couldn't help but indulge in it.
To be continued...