Quickly wear: The male protagonist Jue Si is manipulated by a pregnant Jiaojiao

Mu Yao was full of strength, and although he only used 30% of his strength, the airflow he brought with it still ruffled Nanzhi's hair and dress.

Nanzhi stopped just an inch away from the tip of the gun. She opened her eyes, her face pale, and stared at him motionlessly, swallowing nervously.

If she hadn't stopped and crashed into him, she would have been dead for sure.

He was obviously scared to death, but surprisingly he did not collapse.

He does have some courage.

Mu Yao put away his gun and looked at Jing Mo who was chasing him from behind. He said in a steady and powerful voice: "Why are you chasing her?"

Jingmo saw Mu Yao and hid the handkerchief in her hand guiltily.

"Nothing, I am just taking the young mistress to pay respects to the Madam."

Jingmo's guilty conscience was too obvious for Mu Yao to fail to notice. However, he still looked at Nanzhi and asked knowingly, "Is what she said true?"

He wanted to see what Nanzhi would do.
Is it a cowardly response or a brave counterattack?

If she was a wimp, he wouldn't help at all.

Unexpectedly, yet expectedly, Nanzhi looked at Jingmo and shook his head.

She gestured a square shape with her hand, then pointed at the white magnolia flowers on the tree. She pursed her lips and shook her head.

She didn't say anything, but Mu Yao actually understood.

It didn't disappoint him.

Mu Yao didn't mind helping her, he glanced at Jingmo.

Jingmo was still trying to hide in her sleeves, but Mu Yao, who saw all her little movements, turned the silver spear in his hand, his eyes sharp and awe-inspiring.

"take it out."

Jingmo was frightened and could only take the handkerchief away.

Under the astonished gazes of the two men, Mu Yao drew the silver spear across his palm, and drops of blood splashed onto the handkerchief.

"Take it back later and tell Madam that the young mistress is very tired and will not go over to pay her respects."

Jingmo took the handkerchief and listened to Mu Yao's words, feeling deeply surprised.

She was still a little dazed, and heard Mu Yao's warning again: "If I heard another version, you don't have to stay in the Mu family."

Mu Yao has such a strong aura of a superior that just a few words are enough to be intimidating.

Jingmo dared not say anything nonsense.

I agreed to it obediently.

As soon as Jingmo left, Mu Yao was about to continue practicing shooting when a scent came over.

A familiar smell. Mu Yao looked at the girl who suddenly pulled his hand and used a silk handkerchief to stop his bleeding with worried eyes.

"Be bold!"

Mu Yao had never been so close to a woman before, and he scolded her with great discomfort.

But the girl just froze for a moment and continued to blow on his wound.

Her hands were too small, not even half the size of his.

Although she is white, there are calluses between her fingers where they shouldn't be.

I don’t know what I did in the past.

But even though he had calluses, his were still much softer in comparison.

Seeing how worried she was, Mu Yao didn't care.

This minor injury is not serious at all.

He pulled his hand back coldly, "You can go back now."

Nanzhi was not embarrassed by the scolding. She saluted him, took three steps back, and then turned and left. Mu Yao looked at her back, which was too petite but stronger than he had imagined, and raised his eyebrows.

[Ding, Mu Yao's favorability value is 5%. ]

Nanzhi returned to the room and looked at the original owner's face in the mirror.

The original owner was not bad looking, and her family conditions were not so bad that she had no food to eat, but because she couldn't speak, she was ostracized everywhere in her original family.

Not only did she have to do a lot of housework, she also had to help her siblings with laundry and cooking. Whenever they encountered troubles in life, they would blame them on her, saying that it was all because of her.

The original owner had no way to defend himself and was too weak, so he was bullied for eighteen years.

Yes, the original owner was already eighteen years old, which was past the most suitable age for marriage. If she had not been chosen by Madam Mu by chance, she would still stay in that family and would never have become a general's wife in her life.

At this moment, Nanzhi looked at the calluses on his hands and couldn't help but feel a little distressed for the original owner's experience.

"It's okay. I will live well for you in this life."

I clearly want to say it out loud, but I can only keep it to myself.

It's only been one day and Nanzhi couldn't stand it. The original owner had endured it for eighteen years.

How painful it is to be unable to speak and not be understood.

Even if Mu Yao said that there was no need to meet Madam Mu, Nanzhi couldn't really not go.

She tied her long girlish hair into a bun like a woman. She looked for hairpins and hairpins, but found that they were all for newlyweds. There was no other hairpin to wear with her hair.

It's not that Madam Mu hadn't given them away before, but Jingmo kept them privately. Every time she was about to meet Madam Mu, she would randomly pick out a few and give them to the original owner to wear as pins.

After the original owner died, she blatantly took it over.

At this moment, Nanzhi looked around the room and found nothing.

She continued to pin her hair with a bright red hairpin and went to Mrs. Mu's residence in her wedding dress.

Jing Mo was still with Madam Mu.

Mrs. Mu is actually not that old, she is only in her forties. She wears dark-colored clothes, which makes her look mature and graceful.

But after all, she has been the mistress of the house for many years, and she has a majestic aura that makes people hesitate to approach her.

The second wife was also there, sitting next to Mrs. Mu.

General Mu had only one wife, and his second wife was the wife of his younger brother. His younger brother died on the battlefield with him, and he left his widow to General Mu.

General Mu was very kind to the second wife and his children, and even brought them to live in his house. However, the second wife thought that General Mu had killed her husband, and she secretly opposed Mrs. Mu.

General Mu and his other cousins, although they do not live in the mansion, are always coveting the Mu family's property and status.

The Second Lady was different from Lady Mu. She was a few years younger than Lady Mu and wore much brighter clothes. She wore all kinds of jewellery on her head, neck, and wrists, looking extremely luxurious.

Seeing Jing Mo coming alone, she immediately turned on the sarcastic mode: "Hey, doesn't this new daughter-in-law want to come and serve tea?"

As she spoke, she gave Jingmo a calm look, indicating that she should exaggerate.

But Jingmo didn't dare to say much at this time, but honestly told Mu Yao what he had told her.

Originally, Madam Mu was a little angry that Nanzhi did not come to see her, but when she heard that she was too tired, and saw the dirty handkerchief, she thought that the two had their wedding night. Seeing the unexpected expression of the Second Madam, she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.

"Okay, okay, Qiu Shuang, hurry to the kitchen and ask the chef to make some more nourishing food for the young lady."

"Xiangchun, go to my storeroom and get some jewelry that I used when I was young, and have Jingmo take it back to the young lady."

He listened quietly, and greed flashed in his eyes.

That’s great. Jingmo was originally feeling uncomfortable because she couldn’t let Nanzhi have an easy life, but now that she has something good to take over, she is happy.

But soon she was no longer happy.

She was just about to step forward and take the jewelry box from Xiang Chun's hand when she heard the voice of a maid outside.

"Madam, the young lady is here." (End of this chapter)