Chapter 137

Mu Huaxian also looked serious, and squatted down to pick up the wooden figure, only to see that it was written with the birth date of the second wife.

"Mom! This is my mother!" Mu Donglin snatched the wooden figurines over, hugged the two wooden figurines together, and smirked: "My father, my mother...together, hehe! Together!"

"What... what's going on here? Why is there another wooden figure?!" The third lady stared and asked in doubt.

Mu Qiuli's eyes lit up, and he immediately thought of an excuse: "Grandma, Sanmei must have gotten these two wooden figures from somewhere. Sanmei used to live in Nuanchun Pavilion, but now she's still treating them there even though she's lost her mind. If I have memory, maybe I sneaked back when the servants were not paying attention, and buried the wooden figure in the yard?"

She said, bursting into tears again: "I have been loved by my father since I was a child, how could I do such a thing? But the third sister is unconscious, and my father rarely looks at her. Maybe she misses her so much that she sticks the wooden figure It’s my parents’ birthday, is it just a thought? It’s very possible for her to do such a thing!”

"It's all mine! Mine!" Mu Donglin kept chanting in a low voice, hugging the two wooden figures tightly in his arms, the hideous wound on his face became like a bug as his expression changed. creep.

Mu Huaxian looked at Mu Donglin with deep eyes, feeling a little puzzled in her heart. She had been pretending to be crazy for so long, why did she suddenly come out to help Mu Qiuli?
"If it's the third sister, it's indeed possible," Mu Hua said leisurely, "But, if the third sister treats the wooden figure as her father and the second wife, why would she put a steel needle on the wooden figure of father? Could it be... …Third sister lost her mind and went crazy, she was actually unfilial in her heart, and she still hoped that something would happen to her father?"

Mu Donglin's expression changed for a moment, he stared at Mu Huaxian fiercely, and then returned to a smirk, then held a wooden figure in front of his eyes and looked at it, his face suddenly became flustered, and he shook the wooden figure of the second lady in his hand. When he was on the ground, he stretched out his hand to pull out the steel needle on Mu Hua's wooden figure.

She also said in her mouth: "Siqi, don't! Don't stab Daddy!"

The old lady narrowed her eyes and asked Jiaoyue, "Who is Siqi?"

Jiaoyue hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Yes...it's the servant girl who is in charge of taking care of the third young lady now."

The old lady's eyes turned cold: "Call her over here!"

"Yes!" Jiaoyue quickly agreed, and hurriedly went to Siqi.

Mu Huaxian blinked, it seemed that Siqi was today's scapegoat.It's a pity that this good show ended so simply.

It's Mu Qiuli's luck.

Siqi was found, with a dazed look on his face.

"Ah! Siqi!" Mu Donglin yelled as soon as he saw her, "Don't come here! Don't stab Daddy!"

Siqi frowned, and said inexplicably, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

The old lady asked in a deep voice: "Tell me, these two wooden figures belong to Miss San?"

Siqi replied: "This servant has never seen Miss San have any wooden figures."

"Nonsense!" Mu Qiuli snorted coldly, because with Mu Donglin's words, she had the confidence to speak again: "Obviously you dare not admit it, you are afraid that you will stab steel needles on father's wooden man Things are exposed!"

"I don't know what Miss is talking about..." Siqi was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he knelt on the ground almost crying.

Mu Huaxian knew in her heart that no one would believe a maid's defense, let alone Mu Qiuli and Mu Donglin joining forces now.

As expected, the old lady didn't ask a few words, and the matter was all put on the servant girl.

(End of this chapter)

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