Revenge of Rebirth: Intrigue
Chapter 28
Chapter 28
"Also, there's still that note!" Mu Donglin rushed to Zhixuan, snatched the stack of paper from her hand, and held it up to Mu Ying: "Dad, take a closer look, there must be something on the note." Her handwriting!"
Mu Ying didn't take it, just glanced at the handwriting on it, and said in a deep voice: "Don't read it, it's not her handwriting."
Mu Hua is calm and calm, of course Mu Ying can't tell that the words on the note are indeed written by herself, but the words written by her now have been practiced for more than ten years, how can she be 13 years old before? Can the writing power be compared?
What Zhixuan brought was the poem she copied a month ago. Before she had been reborn, her immature handwriting was naturally very different from the round and powerful handwriting now.
Unwilling to give up, Mu Donglin walked over and looked carefully at the note for a while, his eyes fixed on the note, shaking his head and saying, "Impossible...impossible..."
"What's the matter?" The old lady's voice suddenly came, and everyone looked back, only to see that she was supported by two maids and stepped into the courtyard.
Her gaze was like a torch, and she scanned back and forth in the courtyard, and finally stopped on Mu Donglin: "Is the injury serious?"
Dr. Wang, who was not too late to watch the excitement, replied respectfully: "Back to the old lady, the wound on Miss San's face is very deep. Even if it heals in the future, it will leave a scar."
The old lady didn't really care about this, after all, Mu Donglin was always unpleasant, her appearance was just ordinary, and she was a concubine, so it's useless whether her appearance is ruined or not.
However, she still cared a bit: "What are you doing here even if you are injured? Go back and rest quickly, and take care of yourself for a while in the future, and the scars may fade away."
"But the old lady..." The second lady wanted to say something, but the old lady glanced at her and swallowed it.
Those eyes were as sharp as the tip of a needle, and as bright as spring water, as if they had seen through everything.
"It's all gone." The old lady's tone was flat and slow, but she had a majesty that made people dare not disobey.
The crowd dispersed slowly, and Mu Huaxian wanted to leave, but was stopped by the old lady: "Second Miss, stay here first."
After everyone left, the old lady asked Zhixuan sharply: "Zhixuan, what did you see?"
Mu Huaxian's expression remained unchanged, and he only glanced at Zhixuan indifferently.
She had a smile on her face, and only a deep smile in her eyes, but she could see that Xuan Han's hair was standing on end. Now, how could she not see that all of this was planned by the second lady?
This second lady is really scary.
"Zhixuan, grandma asked you something." Mu Huaxian reminded lightly.
Zhixuan's heart tightened: "The servant didn't see anything."
The old lady was dubious, and asked again: "Has Second Miss ever gone out?"
Zhixuan lowered his head, his eyes dodged: "No, the young lady has been in Huazhui Pavilion since the second lady came back, and never went out."
"Grandma, do you doubt me too?" Mu Huaxian widened her eyes innocently, looking like she was on the verge of tears: "I see that Sanmei's wound, if it was man-made, must have been caused by a very strong person who can only hold it with one hand. Hugging her, with the other hand pulling a branch to scratch her face... I have always been weak, how could I have that strength?"
The old lady frowned, stared at Mu Huaxian for a long time, and then said: "Whether you did it or not, I just remind you that you must not hurt the eldest lady in the slightest!"
"It's lucky that the eldest sister didn't come to hurt me." Mu Huaxian raised her head and smiled, the faint moonlight fell down and couldn't reflect into her eyes.
"It's so good." The old lady twitched the corners of her mouth with a fake smile, and walked out the door.
In the courtyard, only Mu Huaxian and Hongxiu Zhixuan were left.
(End of this chapter)
"Also, there's still that note!" Mu Donglin rushed to Zhixuan, snatched the stack of paper from her hand, and held it up to Mu Ying: "Dad, take a closer look, there must be something on the note." Her handwriting!"
Mu Ying didn't take it, just glanced at the handwriting on it, and said in a deep voice: "Don't read it, it's not her handwriting."
Mu Hua is calm and calm, of course Mu Ying can't tell that the words on the note are indeed written by herself, but the words written by her now have been practiced for more than ten years, how can she be 13 years old before? Can the writing power be compared?
What Zhixuan brought was the poem she copied a month ago. Before she had been reborn, her immature handwriting was naturally very different from the round and powerful handwriting now.
Unwilling to give up, Mu Donglin walked over and looked carefully at the note for a while, his eyes fixed on the note, shaking his head and saying, "Impossible...impossible..."
"What's the matter?" The old lady's voice suddenly came, and everyone looked back, only to see that she was supported by two maids and stepped into the courtyard.
Her gaze was like a torch, and she scanned back and forth in the courtyard, and finally stopped on Mu Donglin: "Is the injury serious?"
Dr. Wang, who was not too late to watch the excitement, replied respectfully: "Back to the old lady, the wound on Miss San's face is very deep. Even if it heals in the future, it will leave a scar."
The old lady didn't really care about this, after all, Mu Donglin was always unpleasant, her appearance was just ordinary, and she was a concubine, so it's useless whether her appearance is ruined or not.
However, she still cared a bit: "What are you doing here even if you are injured? Go back and rest quickly, and take care of yourself for a while in the future, and the scars may fade away."
"But the old lady..." The second lady wanted to say something, but the old lady glanced at her and swallowed it.
Those eyes were as sharp as the tip of a needle, and as bright as spring water, as if they had seen through everything.
"It's all gone." The old lady's tone was flat and slow, but she had a majesty that made people dare not disobey.
The crowd dispersed slowly, and Mu Huaxian wanted to leave, but was stopped by the old lady: "Second Miss, stay here first."
After everyone left, the old lady asked Zhixuan sharply: "Zhixuan, what did you see?"
Mu Huaxian's expression remained unchanged, and he only glanced at Zhixuan indifferently.
She had a smile on her face, and only a deep smile in her eyes, but she could see that Xuan Han's hair was standing on end. Now, how could she not see that all of this was planned by the second lady?
This second lady is really scary.
"Zhixuan, grandma asked you something." Mu Huaxian reminded lightly.
Zhixuan's heart tightened: "The servant didn't see anything."
The old lady was dubious, and asked again: "Has Second Miss ever gone out?"
Zhixuan lowered his head, his eyes dodged: "No, the young lady has been in Huazhui Pavilion since the second lady came back, and never went out."
"Grandma, do you doubt me too?" Mu Huaxian widened her eyes innocently, looking like she was on the verge of tears: "I see that Sanmei's wound, if it was man-made, must have been caused by a very strong person who can only hold it with one hand. Hugging her, with the other hand pulling a branch to scratch her face... I have always been weak, how could I have that strength?"
The old lady frowned, stared at Mu Huaxian for a long time, and then said: "Whether you did it or not, I just remind you that you must not hurt the eldest lady in the slightest!"
"It's lucky that the eldest sister didn't come to hurt me." Mu Huaxian raised her head and smiled, the faint moonlight fell down and couldn't reflect into her eyes.
"It's so good." The old lady twitched the corners of her mouth with a fake smile, and walked out the door.
In the courtyard, only Mu Huaxian and Hongxiu Zhixuan were left.
(End of this chapter)
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