Chapter 4
"Ah, that's right! Look at my brain. I forgot..." Xiaotao turned around and went to the small bench to bring the bowl of soup, "It's all Xiaotao's fault, look, the good soup is cold, but You can still drink it! Miss, hurry up and drink it while it's still warm, if you drink it, your leg will get better soon."

When Xiao Tao brought it over, Mu Furong took a look at the soup bowl with a corner missing, and frowned. It wasn't broth at all, it was clearly a mixture of several leftover soups from other people's meals.

leftovers!

Although Mu Furong lived a life of ups and downs in her previous life, when did she ever eat other people's leftovers!Not to mention where she lives, it's either a private island or a luxury villa!

This kind of life is actually lived by the first lady of the Duke's Mansion!I have no money to watch when I'm sick, live on other people's leftovers, and can think of what life I lived before with my toes!
No wonder she has thin arms and legs, and at the age of 16, she looks emaciated and emaciated.

"Miss, don't dislike these broths. If they eat leftovers, they will prove that they are not poisonous. For your health, you still have to drink these broths."

Xiaotao urged her earnestly, for fear that Mu Furong would dislike the unclean soup.

Pushing open the door, a girl wearing a pink-purple jacket and a purple dress, with gold step rocks and green jade hairpins on her hair, couldn't stop saying, "Hey! This place is too dirty. I don’t know how to clean it up, is it a human residence? Are there two pigs living in it?”

Mu Furong narrowed her eyes, the unexpected visitor came to her door so quickly.

She hasn't invited you into the urn yet.

Xiaotao has always been afraid of the other ladies in the Duke's Mansion. When she sees a luxurious person coming to such a place, she will feel very restrained, so she quickly stood up and blessed her body, "Hello, Second Miss."

He didn't even give Xiaotao his eyelids, and when he walked in, his eyes fell on Mu Furong, who was sitting on the bed, and the corners of his lips curled up in disdain, "You idiot, you're finally awake."

"Oh, tell me. Why did you wake up? Why didn't you just die like that."

A gleam of light flashed across Mu Furong's eyes, she pretended to be dumb on the surface, and asked with doubts on her small face: "The second sister is not dead. How could she die?" Mu Yingluo glared angrily at her. Next, Mu Furong said timidly and pitifully, "I am one year younger than Second Sister. In terms of age, Second Sister must have died first."

Play stupid, who wouldn't.

When she was playing dumb to Interpol, Mu Yingluo was probably embroidering.

Xiaotao looked at the young lady in shock, and Mu Furong quietly winked at Xiaotao.

Xiaotao nodded knowingly.

Mu Yingluo raised her brows upright, and said in disbelief, "...fool, you dare to talk back."

"Second sister, are you joking?" Mu Furong looked super innocent, her mouth was flattened, her eyes were clear with innocence and stupidity, "Is he talking back? It's obviously telling the truth."

It is of course impossible for Mu Furong to pretend to be inarticulate, at most to this limit, how can she fight back if she is inarticulate!
Mu Yingluo smacked her lips, her eyes were full of contempt: "You idiot! You bumped into a wall once, and you became more articulate!"

"Is there?" Mu Furong was very suitable for touching the back of her head in line with the plot, and she acted incisively and vividly like a monk of Zhang Er who couldn't figure it out.

"So what if you become articulate."

Mu Yingluo couldn't help but smile at the corner of her lips when she thought about it, "A woman who has been divorced by Brother Liancheng! She will never marry again in this life."

Liancheng?

Huangfu Liancheng?King Chu... was the one who broke her leg on the wedding night.

(End of this chapter)

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