Chapter Eleven: Watching Words and Moods
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() It was not the accusatory questioning of the Mu family, but the kind of caring conversation between a brother and his sister.
This person had a good relationship with Mu Qingge. He was the only person in the Mu family who defended Mu Qingge. Unfortunately, Mu Qingge had a boring personality and did not dare to say anything. In addition, he was not in the house all year round.
It was a little better when I turned around, but it was still the same when I turned around.
The sky is high and the emperor is far away. He can control it for a moment, but he cannot control it for a lifetime.
"It's okay, I'm just teaching some barking people a lesson." Qing Ge's expression was indifferent, with a faint mist in his eyes, which was unfathomable, and he replied in a slow tone. She didn't dislike this person, but she couldn't say she liked him, after all.
She is not the original owner Mu Qingge. Even if she knows some things, she cannot empathize with them. After all, there are two completely different souls in this body. However, it is already rare for someone in the Mu family to have someone she does not dislike.
Hearing such words from his usually timid sister, Mu Changfeng couldn't help but take a few more glances, carefully observing the girl standing next to her with shrewd and sharp eyes. There was no trace of disguise on her face, so she couldn't be someone else pretending to be her.
Qingge didn't care about his appraisal. After all, her personality was very different from that of the original owner Mu Qingge. It was normal for others to be suspicious. However, her soul had just traveled through time. This skin was original, but nothing could be discerned.
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Hearing these words and looking at Mu Changfeng protecting Qing Ge, Qin Yanlian's eyes turned red with anger. She had lost all face today. The master stood aside and didn't say anything to help her. All this made her feel ashamed.
Save your face.
Qin Muzhi glanced at his sister's face. His face was full of anger, and his eyes wanted to spit out fire. He looked at Zhang Wu and Wang Li who fell on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and thought about the days to come.
Said: "Mu Qingge, what are you talking about? Who are you scolding for barking? What is barking? Only dogs can bark. Do you mean we are dogs?"
"Whoever answers the call will be the one, I didn't name you." Qingge gently rolled up his sleeves, his eyelids were half drooped, his brows and eyes were calm and composed.
Qin Yanlian was so angry with her brother that she almost went crazy. Why did she bring him here today? He couldn't do anything to help, but instead made herself embarrassed!
Qin Yanlian turned around and looked at Mu Zongpei who was standing aside. She saw him gently patting Fang Qing'er's back in his arms, as if he didn't even look at her. Her heart felt like a basin of twelfth lunar ice had been poured on her.
, but how could she be willing to do so? She still said reluctantly:
"Mu Qingge, Changfeng is back today. You asked him to comment. You beat my sister, insulted me, and now you beat the law enforcement servant to death. All of this is right in front of you. What do you say?"
She thought that as a general in the army, Changfeng was the most disciplined person. He didn't know what happened before. Seeing the scene in front of him, he would definitely punish Mu Qingge.
How could she have known that Mu Changfeng had been standing outside the hospital for a moment and a half and had heard and seen everything.
Mu Changfeng looked at the righteous expression of the eldest lady, and there was a hidden contempt in his heroic eyes, which was difficult for ordinary people to detect. He said categorically without caring: "Since mother wants me to comment, Changfeng will not
Refuse, mother, I stopped for a while outside the hospital just now. The scars on sister Qingge's body... I don't think there is any need to say more. What is the truth? I believe you, mother, also know in your heart that this wound between Wu Wangli and the two of them,
If they hadn't been brave and aggressive and struck hard, my sister wouldn't have taken action. Since she is a person close to my mother, I will apologize on my sister's behalf. I will fully bear the medical expenses. I hope that my mother will take this matter seriously.
Already."
Only then did Qing Ge take a closer look at his brother. What he said just now seemed simple, but in fact it was appropriate and reasonable. It not only told him that he saw the true process of the incident, but also gave the eldest lady a way out. If
If the eldest lady doesn't know what is good and what is bad, she may be embarrassed. There is a needle hidden in the cotton, which is very good.
Feeling the girl's appraising gaze, Mu Changfeng looked at the girl next to him with handsome eyes. The stern and indifferent aura exuding from her body, as a martial arts practitioner and a master, Mu Changfeng felt it instantly.
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Looking carefully, the girl in the memory always had drooped eyebrows and corners of her eyes, and the brilliance in her eyes was blocked by thick dark clouds. But this time it was completely different. Although her whole body was cold, her eyes were as condensed as water, like icebergs.
The cold snow that has not melted for thousands of years, although cold, has its own brilliance, which is light and refreshing.
People say that women have changed at the age of 18, and it seems that Qingge has also changed, for the better.
Mu Changfeng was happy for this change in his heart. He had stayed in Mu Mansion since he was a child. He also knew very well what the people in Mu Mansion were like. He also knew very well that the unruly and savage second sister Mu Ziru, who cooperated with Mu Ziru, was full of bad intentions.
Qin Rongrong, the selfish and stingy eldest lady, the useless brother-in-law, and Mr. Mu in the backyard. He was also abused by this magical combination in the past. This place is like a small gathering place in a bleak world.
Living here, if you don't get stronger, you will be eaten by others one day. Only by changing can you live and live well.
I think back then, if I hadn't been grateful to Mu Zongpei for bringing him back, I would have thought about the treatment he received in this mansion when he was a child. He lived a life without enough food and clothing, and he had to worry about being punished and beaten all the time.
He really doesn't want to come back to his life. So he will never go back to Mu Mansion unless necessary, or if it's a festival or something important happens.
As soon as he returned to Beijing from the front line today, he rushed to Mu Mansion. He also had important things to do.
Under the pale moonlight, a black butterfly was flying gently, drawing strange curves and hovering on the top of the small courtyard for a long time, as if it was attracted by this place and did not want to leave.
Qingge raised her eyes and glanced at the black butterfly. It was strange. The living habits of butterflies are like sunshine and flowers. This remote courtyard has no beautiful place except a few weeds. How could a butterfly come?
Woolen cloth?
Mu Changfeng's eyes swept across the courtyard as if at random. Since the Lost Butterfly had tracked it here, it was correct. When he saw the boy in the corner of the small courtyard, his whole body trembled slightly.
After a slight start, there was an easy-to-find surprise in his eyes. Sure enough, here, if the wandering butterfly hadn't been hovering here, he really couldn't feel any breath at all.
When he was about to salute, the boy gave him a look. Mu Changfeng immediately stopped his gesture of saluting and said to himself: The master has thought carefully. Indeed, it is still very unsafe to reveal one's identity here.
Others didn't notice the slight changes in Mu Changfeng, but Qingge and Mu Zongpei didn't let it go. They followed the gaze and saw a boy of about 16 years old sitting by the well, holding him in his arms and waiting.
The long sword blended quietly into the night, with no trace of breath left in its body.
Qingge naturally knew that the boy was always there, but Mu Zongpei didn't know that after so many years in the court, he was already as good at observing people as an old fox. Although this boy was dressed in rags, his childish eyes had an unmistakable splendor. It seemed that he was already there.
After standing there for a long time, Mu Zongpei's own martial arts was good, but he didn't even feel it after entering the hospital for so long. This boy's internal strength must be better than his. Looking at Mu Changfeng's expression, maybe, this could be lost by some noble family.
Child, the person who can make Changfeng come out to track him is not a royal nobleman, but also a first-class official. Suddenly, Mu Zongpei's expression changed several times after weighing it in his heart.
Chapter completed!