My imagination has come true

In the martial arts hall.

Dozens of people from all over the martial arts arena stared at the woman in unison.

The woman's heart skipped a beat, her breathing was rapid, her voice was trembling, and she looked panic-stricken.

But for a moment, the senior brothers and senior sisters were about to explode their scalps, looked at each other with solemn expressions, and hurriedly asked: "How did she get in?"

"Who saw the gate today?"

Together with the humming noise, the woman's face changed suddenly.

Mu Qingyun felt helpless in his heart, but he could tell at a glance that it was more or less intentional for this man to yell these words at this moment and this place.

She just wanted to force Mu Qingyun to agree to her conditions in the martial arts hall in front of the public.

This little thought was put on the bright side, and she simply said it clearly, fearing that she would be retaliated against if she went to Mu Qingyun privately, so she simply made it clear.

The only miscalculation is probably that she doesn't know Yuncheng Martial Arts, nor does she know Mu Qingyun and her senior brothers and sisters.

If Mu Qingyun really had an ulterior secret and a deep hatred with her, then what she did now would be tantamount to going directly to the enemy's stronghold.

There was no need for Mu Qingyun to do anything. Everyone present was already very nervous at the moment. If they saw something bad, they would definitely nip the danger in the bud immediately.

Mu Qingyun couldn't help sighing.

She swore that she would never write those erotic script novels again.

If she writes a little more bloody plot, she goes to the bathtub and suffocates herself to death.

Seeing that the woman's face was pale and she took several steps back, Mu Qingyun coughed and slowed down: "Don't worry, speak slowly, senior sister, take a stool."

Saying that, she got up and walked out slowly, and signaled everyone not to be stunned, to practice as they should, and by the way, she invited the woman to sit in the small courtyard.

Mu Qingyun asked someone to take a charcoal basin to keep warm again, and said with a smile: "You are in a special situation now, so I won't invite you to eat or drink tea."

"Relax, what's your name, madam?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect Mu Qingyun to be so kind, her face flushed, and she smiled bitterly: "I dare not, my name is Wang Mingzhu, and I am the concubine of the Qi family in the north of the city, the second son of Qi."

There was a hint of unwillingness on her face, and a little bit of resignation.

"Mingzhu knows her identity and accepts her fate, but ants can steal their lives, let alone humans?"

Mu Qingyun quickly interrupted her: "The Qi family? I don't know the Qi family."

Chen Yi was even more upset, and muttered softly: "This is all a mess."

She had just joked with Qingqing in private for a while, and said some private words that no outsiders could hear, and this person came to the door in such a horrified manner, which made her feel very panicked.

Chen Yi squinted at Wang Mingzhu, and some martial arts about mind control flashed through her mind.

It's just about mind control, those martial arts are evil and difficult to practice, and she doesn't know it either.

Thinking about it again, it doesn't take martial arts to control a person. There are many ways to make a person shut up and not talk nonsense.

A mere weak woman, what are you afraid of her!

Chen Yi, who was no longer worried, quickly went through the method of "coercion and temptation" in her mind.

Thinking about how the sect master bullies, uh, no, how to persuade others not to talk nonsense!

A storm surged in Chen Yi's mind, but Mu Qingyun and Wang Mingzhu looked at each other in blank dismay.

The atmosphere was not as tense as expected.

Wang Mingzhu even made up her mind.

Before coming here, she had prepared for the worst, thinking that Miss Yue might even fly into a rage and beat her up.

She was born in a farming family, with rough skin and thick flesh. Although she is pregnant, she is not necessarily afraid of being beaten.

Looking at it now, Miss Yue is a good person.

That's the thing, I'm afraid it's not easy to handle.

She would rather Miss Yue had a violent and impulsive temper.

Wang Mingzhu sighed inwardly, and said in a low voice: "The old lady said, the second son of Qi and Miss Yue have a civil and a martial arts, and they are well-matched. Miss must also be a master who can't rub the sand in her eyes."

"To show respect for Miss, we concubines must be dismissed."

Wang Mingzhu sighed, "Actually, it's okay to be dismissed. When my mother married me to Mr. Qi as a concubine, I thought about it, just to work for a few years so that I can save some dowry for myself and reduce the burden on the family." In the future, after leaving Qi's house, life will still be able to pass."

Her face is sincere, obviously she really thinks so.

Mu Qingyun also didn't show any strangeness in his expression, as if this was a perfectly normal situation.

In the past, Mu Qingyun didn't know the folk 'customs' of this era.

She knows, and the information she has read, all say that the atmosphere has become more enlightened during this period, monogamy is practiced in marriage, concubines are not allowed, at least officials, scholars, etc. are not allowed to have concubines.

This is political correctness.

The control over women has also begun to relax, and girls can go out to study and work.

Of course, this is true on the surface, but in fact, many people place more emphasis on women's reputation than before.

Every year, there are still women who fall into the water. For the sake of reputation, they refuse to let strange men rescue them.

But when Mu Qingyun really stepped into this era and separated from the written information, she was shocked to realize that most of the rules and decency that later generations saw on paper were actually things that the so-called upper class would abide by.

At least one must be from a poor family to be eligible to consider these.

Let's just say that Wang Mingzhu's plan is simply commonplace in the current view.

Isn't it the imperial court's rule that concubines are not allowed?It is also not allowed to buy slaves and keep maidservants. Rich and noble families recognize a righteous daughter, just with a different name.

For a few years, there were frequent natural disasters, and the life of the people was so difficult that the girls from poor families who were born with a more modest face even thought that it would be the best thing to be a girl or concubine for a wealthy family.

After a few years, the master's family's novelty wears off, but anyone who is not a particularly jerk is willing to dismiss the concubine whose flowering period has passed.

Some mistresses are generous, or the masters they serve are benevolent, and they are willing to give an extra dowry.

This girl from a poor family went to a wealthy family to raise her for a few years. She ate and drank well, and some of them could learn some crafts, and then saved a dowry.

Who would care if they were concubines for the master of a rich family?

Some middle-class families with a good family background are more willing to have their concubines than the daughters of ordinary small families.

Those who have been concubines are more sought-after than those who have only been maids.

After all, being able to be a concubine means that her quality must be higher than that of ordinary maids.

Wang Mingzhu is obviously very sensible. Her idea is to go this way, so she doesn't care if she is dismissed or not. If she is dismissed two years ago, she will save less money for the dowry.

"It was an accident to conceive this child. After the master and wife found out, they let me have it. I hesitated at the time, but I didn't dare to fight after being stopped."

Wang Mingzhu regretted it terribly, "If you destroy it now, your life will be lost."

"Early this morning, the old lady went to get some medicine and asked Xiaozhen to cook it for me."

"Xiaozhen and I are on good terms. She heard the doctor say that in a month like mine, drinking it would be too harmful to my health. I'm sure I won't be able to give birth again in the future. Maybe I won't save my life."