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Chapter 31 Whipping in the Street
Once, when Mu Qingqing was attending a banquet, she saw the third prince sitting there as soon as she entered. Mu Qingqing's face changed immediately.

She turned and left, ignoring the figure of the Third Prince who had already stood up.

"From now on, I will not attend any banquets attended by the Third Prince and Mu Qingqian!"

The host present was extremely embarrassed. If the Third Prince had not begged her, she would not have dared to do so.

However, she hated the third prince very much. He was too arrogant and always stared at what was in the bowl and what was in the pot.

The third prince's face turned pale. He had waited so long for this meeting, but Mu Qingqing didn't even give him a chance to speak.

Mu Qingqing was not happy at all, at least on the surface. The lady who hosted the banquet came to apologize and finally got Mu Qingqing's forgiveness.

Some people say that Mu Qingqing is crazy, and some people say that Mu Qingqing disregards sisterhood, but more people stand on Mu Qingqing's side.

After this banquet, things became much quieter.

On this day, Mu Qingqing was sitting in a carriage on the street. She had just come out of her best friend's house and was thinking of going to a famous pastry shop to buy some pastries.

The carriage was not moving fast when suddenly a cry was heard. Master Lu and Qinghe looked at each other and thought, could it be that someone was asking to be killed?

Mu Qingqing's eyes flashed with interest, and the carriage stopped.

"Dad, please don't hit Mom anymore, hit me instead!"

The little girl's voice was childish and tearful. At this moment, she stood in front of her mother with her arms open to protect her mother behind her.

The man in front of her pushed her hard to the side and said, "Little girl, you are a money loser. If you stand in the way of your father getting rich, I will sell you out."

As he said this, he ignored the girl's bleeding hands and grabbed the woman's hair and pulled her up.

"Husband, please let me go. There is really no money left at home. You have lost all the money!"

The woman begged bitterly.

"You bitch, if you don't pay me, you'll have to go and entertain customers. I've been married to you for so many years, but you can't even give birth to a boy."

The man punched the woman in the face.

The woman screamed and covered her face, tears welling up in her eyes.

The man was about to hit her again, but his raised hand was suddenly hit by a whip.

Suddenly the skin was torn apart.

He screamed in pain, "Asshole, who dares to meddle in my family affairs?"

When I turned around, I immediately saw Mu Qingqing getting off the carriage. She was wearing a red dress and a precious pearl hairpin on her head.

The man rolled his eyes and chuckled, "Why did you hit me, young lady? They are my wife and daughter. I can hit them if I want."

As he was about to hit her again, Mu Qingqing looked cold and said, "You hit your own wife, who do you think you are?"

As he spoke, he raised the whip high and hit the man again with a snap.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!"

"Snapped!"

"asshole!"

"Snapped!"

After several whippings, the man's clothes were torn and his mouth finally didn't stink so much anymore.

"Miss, please forgive me. I won't dare to do it again. I really won't dare to do it again."

The man rolled on the ground. Mu Qingqing snorted coldly and raised the whip in her hand high.

"This lady despises useless men like you the most. You don't make money to ask your wife for money, and you gamble. Why don't you go to heaven?"

Mu Qingqing hit him harder and harder, as if she really wanted to kill him.

At this point, the terrified woman and girl finally came to their senses, "Miss, stop hitting him. He is my husband. How can we live if you kill him?"

The woman threw herself at Mu Qingqing's feet, knelt down and begged, while pulling her daughter's hand to make her kneel down.

"Please beg Miss, if you beat your father to death, how will we, an orphan and a widow, survive?" The girl knelt down and said, "Miss, please stop beating him, he is my father!"

Yes, the man was her father, and it was normal for a father to beat his children, but they could not bear to watch their father being beaten to death.

Mu Qingqing withdrew her hand, and suddenly felt that it was meaningless, so she kicked the man and said, "I'll spare your life today, but if I see you hitting my wife again, I will definitely kill you."

The man lowered his head timidly, but the viciousness in his eyes did not diminish at all, and he wanted to kill the man right away.

Mu Qingqing shook her head. It was too harsh on the woman now. Even though she knew that the man would beat and scold the child, she couldn't do anything about it.

Mu Qingqing retracted the whip and glanced at the crowd with an expressionless face.

"Why do I feel that Miss Mu is so handsome!"

A girl recognized Mu Qingqing. She was wearing a red dress and her hair was neatly tied up. The exercise just now didn't make her hair messy at all.

Mu Qingqing turned around gracefully and climbed onto the carriage.

Now everyone suddenly remembered that Mu Qingqing was recognized as a weakling in combat and had no talent for martial arts.

The eyes looking at the man were full of mockery. He was actually beaten by a weakling and didn't even fight back.

The man's face was blue and red, and he wanted to kick the woman, but after hesitating for a moment, he gave up.

"Why don't you help me back? You have no manners."

The man glared at the woman.

The woman shrank back, then timidly stretched out her hands and helped the man up.

The girl turned her head and glanced at the carriage, her eyes full of envy. How great would it be if she was born in the Mu family and had a father, mother and brother who loved her?
Mu Qingqing sat in the carriage with her eyes closed. Mu Qingqing was in a bad mood. Qinghe glanced at Master Lu cautiously.

Master Lu shook her head at her. Although she didn't quite understand Mu Qingqing's thoughts, she could roughly guess some of them.

"Clear!"

Master Lu called out softly.

Mu Qingqing opened her eyes. What kind of emotion was that? It was a kind of resistance to the injustice of fate, a kind of madness that wanted to subvert everything.

Looking at the stunned Master Lu, Mu Qingqing suddenly laughed, suppressing all emotions, "Master, what's wrong?"

Master Lu shook his head. "It's okay. I just think you look good today."

Mu Qingqing chuckled and hugged her master's arm, saying coquettishly, "Master, if that's the case, would you like to formally accept me as your disciple?"

"I'm very good and well behaved."

Master Lu suddenly fell silent, and Mu Qingqing even felt that Master was really thinking about this matter.

Mu Qingqing didn't mean to force her master, she just said it for fun.

"Well, Master, I know I'm not good enough right now, so I was just joking, haha!"

Mu Qingqing laughed and withdrew her hands awkwardly. Looking at Qinghe who was covering her mouth and laughing secretly, she reached out her hand and began to tickle Qinghe.

"Are you happy to see me embarrassed? Take my slap!"

Qing He laughed so hard that he fell down, "Miss, Qing He was wrong, haha, stop scratching me."

The carriage was heading towards the Mu Mansion. The two little girls in the carriage were laughing and joking. Master Lu closed his eyes and thought about Mu Qingqing's question just now.

In fact, it is not impossible to accept Mu Qingqing as a disciple. Mu Qingqing has a talent for martial arts, a strong character, is kind but not an ungrateful person, and is not the spoiled daughter of a rich family!

But now is not the time.

The next day, under the guidance of someone with ulterior motives, rumors began to spread that Mu Qingqing was spoiled, arrogant, and whipped ordinary people in the street.

Mu Jingyang also contributed to this, determined to make the rumors true.

A few days later, the rumors became more and more outrageous, even saying that Mu Qingqing had killed someone.

(End of this chapter)