The general's wife is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 39

On the restaurant.

"I said, you are a great general, you don't lead troops to train well, you come out to mess with me every day." Zhang Shaoming leaned on the window sill, folded his hands and said jokingly.

Li Zhao didn't say a word, and looked down at the farce below with cold eyes.

Zhang Shaoming followed his line of sight, and said ah, "Which family is this young lady, what's the trouble?"

After pricking up his ears and listening for a while, the interest on Zhang Shaoming's face became more intense, and he almost forgot that there was a big living person standing beside him.

When the man shouting outside the carriage was about to board the carriage, Zhang Shaoming showed a disappointed look.

There is no good show to watch.

He pursed his lips, and when he turned around to continue talking with his friend, he saw Li Zhao took out his bow and arrow at some point, the arrow was already on the string, and the arrow was aimed at the man who was about to board the carriage.

Zhang Shaoming was surprised: "What are you doing? That man has a grudge against you?"

Li Zhao's face was frosty, and he didn't answer.His eyes are sharp and full of murderous intent, just using his eyes can scare people out of their wits.

The arrow was originally aimed at the man's head, but he thought that the scene of blood splattered three feet would scare the boudoir, so he moved it down a few points.

As soon as he let go of his hand, there was another sound of ah from downstairs.

Zhang Shaoming hurriedly looked downstairs, and saw that the arrow hit the man's knee, and the man who was about to get into the carriage fell off and rolled to the ground, holding his leg and screaming in pain.

The people watching the excitement around were all scared and fled in all directions, for fear that the next arrow would fall on themselves.

Zhang Shaoming stared, and said: "The Holy Majesty was quite afraid of you, and you hurt people in the street, I'm afraid..."

Li Zhao threw away the bow and arrow indifferently, walked away from the window, and started to drink wine happily.

Zhang Shaoming shook his head, Li Zhao wasn't worried, what the hell was he worrying about!
In the carriage, Mu Qingyu and Mo Zhu were also startled by the arrow.

Although Mo Zhu was afraid, he still held Mu Qingyu tightly behind him and said, "Miss, don't be afraid!"

Seeing the crowd dispersed, Mu Qingyu yelled at the coachman, "Go!"

The coachman, who was stupefied at first, instinctively swiped his whip, and the carriage drove away, leaving only Wang Feng who was screaming in pain.

After the carriage drove for a long time, Mu Qingyu's heart pounded, and his heart that was about to jump out gradually calmed down.

Mo Zhu was worried: "Miss, who shot the arrow? It almost hurt Miss."

Mu Qingyu's face was sullen, the arrow just hit Wang Feng's knee, presumably it was aimed at Wang Feng.

Whoever did it had done her a huge favor.

"Okay, don't mention this matter again, just pretend it didn't happen."

The two returned to Duke Dingguo's mansion and kept silent about the matter.

In the evening, Wang Yueniang rarely came to Mu Qingyu's place.Mu Qingyu couldn't help sneering, maybe Wang Yueniang had revealed her whereabouts to Wang Feng.

"Why is my aunt here?" Mu Qingyu sat down and greeted Wang Yueniang. She pointed to her feet, "I walked a lot in the garden today, and my feet are a little sore."

Wang Yueniang's smile froze, "It's okay, miss, just sit down, don't get up."

Mo Zhu moved a small chair, and Wang Yueniang sat down.

"By the way, Miss is going out today, right?" Wang Yueniang asked, "Have you encountered anything outside?"

When she got the news that Wang Feng was injured in the afternoon, she hurried over immediately.He came back only now, and the first thing he did after he came back was to ask Mu Qingyu who the murderer was.

Dare to hurt someone in the street, Wang Yueniang will definitely make that person pay the price!

Mu Qingyu tried hard to recall for a long time, and said, "No."

Wang Yueniang's smile was almost unstoppable, "Think about it carefully."

This time Mu Qingyu repeated without hesitation: "No."

Wang Yueniang almost bit her own tongue, and her face turned ugly, "I heard that on the way back, my nephew said a few words to you and was shot by an arrow. Do you know who did it?"

Mu Qingyu's expression changed instantly, she suppressed her smile, and said seriously: "I haven't seen the prince since he broke into the Duke's mansion at night last time, Auntie, don't talk nonsense, spread it out to everyone have a bad reputation."

Unexpectedly, being taught a lesson by a little girl, Wang Yueniang's face turned pale.

"Mo Zhu, hurry up and see off the guests. If father finds out what we said, I will definitely blame Auntie."

Mu Qingyu looked at Wang Yueniang's increasingly ugly face, and didn't forget to add: "I'm also doing it for my aunt's benefit."

Mo Zhu forcibly helped Wang Yueniang up, Wang Yueniang was so angry that her heart ached, but was blocked by Mu Qingyu and could only let Mo Zhu pull her away.

As soon as the cold wind blew, when she regained her senses, the yard door closed behind her.

She sneered again and again, the matter of Wang Feng's shooting arrow must have something to do with Mu Qingyu!
When Mo Zhu returned to the room, Mu Qingyu was lying on the couch, playing with a net in his hand.

Although the net looks half old and not new, she still loves it.

Originally, for Wang Yueniang's visit, Mo Zhu planned to persuade Mu Qingyu a few words.But seeing Mu Qingyu's appearance, Mo Zhu also forgot about Wang Yueniang.

In a few days it will be King Xian's birthday. In previous years, Prince Xian's mansion had managed it by himself. Unexpectedly, this year the queen would intervene.

In the past, Duke Dingguo's Mansion and Prince Xian's Mansion had no other connection other than a marriage contract.

This time, on King Xian's birthday, the queen specially invited the young lady from Duke Ding's mansion to the palace.

The Queen's main reason was to invite Mu Qingyu, but she was afraid that Mu Qingyu would feel uncomfortable alone, so she simply invited all the ladies from Dingguo's mansion.

The Duke of Dingguo received the news, and Mu Qingxue was the happiest.

Thinking of the night talk with King Xian last time, her whole heart was throbbing.She must prepare well for King Xian's birthday this time!

Mo Zhu was equally happy when he got the news.

"Miss, what should I wear that day." Mo Zhu said while searching in the cabinet.

Mu Qingyu only felt a headache, and Mo Zhu had asked this question several times.

Every time Mo Zhu finds out a piece of clothing, after a few hours he feels that it is not suitable, and he has to look for it again.

"By the way, it's the lord's birthday, why don't you embroider a sachet. Last time, the servants saw the exquisite craftsmanship of the lady, and the sachet can be carried with you. It can make the lord always think of the lady."

Mu Qingyu chuckled: "You girl, why do you understand so well? Could it be that you have done this before?"

Mo Zhu blushed, and said angrily: "The servants are all for the young lady, and the young lady still talks about the servants like that!"

Mo Zhu, who had always been prudent, was serious even when shy, Mu Qingyu was overjoyed, and his smile became brighter and brighter.

Mo Zhu stomped his feet and trotted out.But came in again after a while.

The blush on her face had long since faded, and she said seriously: "Miss, what the servant will say next, you must take it to heart."

Mu Qingyu wiped away the tears from laughing, "Okay, tell me."

(End of this chapter)