The horse's legs slipped, but Mu Yiheng's quick reaction prevented the horse from falling to the ground.
The heavy rain soaked his bamboo hat and he could hardly open his eyes.
The sky seemed to have been torn open, and the rain was pouring down like a free stream.
Mu Yiheng's right arm was a little sore.
He found a shelter from the rain and pulled open the sleeve of his right arm.
A long scar snaked on it.
He never forgot who caused him to be like this.
As soon as they entered the village, they settled in place and borrowed several adobe houses from the villagers for Marquis Weiwu, Tang Yi and several generals to rest.
Tang Yi changed his clothes and slowly moved towards the room of the mighty marquis.
Two peasant girls delivering hot water in the yard stood in the corner and stared at him secretly.
He was not unfamiliar with that look.
He was so handsome and handsome that anyone who saw him couldn't help but take a few more glances.
But Yu Jin's identity only made him feel ashamed.
He turned away and walked into the house with lowered eyes.
The guards stopped him in front of the house.
"Young Master, just go and rest yourself.
The Marquis has something to do and is not in there."
Tang Yi was slightly startled, recalling the way Mu Yiheng rode away just now, with Tong Jie staring at him from behind.
It's exactly the same as when I look at myself.
Ruomu Yiheng also became Tongjie’s person Tang Yi's whole body trembled slightly involuntarily.
The children of the aristocratic family have always been arrogant and domineering.
It would be very unbearable for a female to lie down on others.
Mu Yiheng still has no face to turn around and face his wife and children.
At that time, will Nuan Nuan call Mu Yiheng "disgusting" just like she scolded him?
At this time, Mu Ziyan should have made arrangements.
There are no night banquets in the Cheng Mansion.
The Cheng masters are all clean and self-sufficient people.
They leave their keys early and keep every room clean.
Weimu Ziyan's third bedroom has been in trouble recently.
Zhong Qing knelt on the ground and squeezed Mu Ziyan's legs for half an hour.
Cheng Wei sat on the couch and read a book, and glanced at her secretly from time to time.
Their eyes met, one was innocent and affectionate, the other was helpless and pitiful.
Neither of them dared to speak.
Mu Ziyan was leaning on the couch, her eyes passing over the two of them from time to time.
Even though she was caring for her husband's beloved, she didn't feel very comfortable in her heart.
She was wearing a bright purple satin pajamas, a beaded gold and silver forehead bandage, and evening makeup, making her look like a graceful lady.
But the powder could not cover up her slumped look, and compared with the woman kneeling under her who was as clear as water and not wearing powder, she was even less bright and pretty.
It's great to be young.
Even if she saw such a juicy face, she would want to reach out and pinch it.
She did exactly that, twisting and twisting her fingers with long pointed nails on her tender face, leaving a red mark.
Zhong Qing didn't dare to say anything, she shed a few tears of grievance and secretly glanced at Cheng Wei.
The eagerness in Cheng Wei's eyes didn't seem to be fake, so he wanted to rebuke him, but Mu Ziyan sneered: "Tsk, tsk, Aunt Zhong's skin is really smooth and tender.
It's no wonder that Third Master loves you, even I can't bear to look at it."
I can’t help but want to touch two.”
Such sour words could only be regarded as compliments to her.
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Zhong Qing pursed her lips and said softly, "Madam, you are joking.
Qing'er is not as good as Madam."
Mu Ziyan is disgusted with her appearance the most.
What does it mean to be inferior to the madam?
She just praises her and gives her face to compare with herself.
She is worthy.
Cheng Wei sighed, frowned, and continued to read his book.
The beauty's grievance can only be repaid by comforting her behind her back.
Mu Ziyan smiled: "Okay, be careful, you are short of hands.
I still have a little time to embroider the patchwork for Third Master earlier, so just turn on the lamp outside and finish it for me.
I have something to say."
Talk to your third master."
Zhong Qing sighed in her heart, and after bowing, she moved outside.
The light was very dim, and she only had two stitches to embroider a patch.
She had to finish the embroidery, so she didn't need to sleep that night.
She might still be able to survive.
Bad eyes.
She glanced behind the curtain again at Cheng Wei, who was tilted inside.
Cheng Wei was talking to Mu Ziyan.
I don’t know what was said, but Zhong Qing was told the next day that she would go back to her parents’ home with her third grandma.
Then he went back to his parents' house, taking her with him and not giving her any chance to be alone with the third master.
Zhong Qing gritted her silver teeth and followed Mu Ziyan on the road with two huge black circles under her eyes.
In the car, the maid Xiaohui lifted the curtain and glanced at Zhong Qing.
She turned around and said, "Grandma's move is really clever.
I used to argue with the third master over her and get angry, but I can't get behind.
Now it's better.
Grandma lifts her up every day, praises her, keeps her by her side and hangs up the third master.
The third master can’t say anything about grandma.
Well.
Now that grandma is pregnant again, her belly is getting bigger day by day.
When the little boy is born, the third master will look up to grandma again.
After a long time, he is tired of looking at such insignificant wild flowers and weeds.
I won’t care about it anymore.”
Mu Ziyan did not look proud.
She lazily leaned her head against the car wall, What's the point of killing a hundred enemies and damaging yourself eight thousand?
It was not enough and she felt panicked.
She watched her husband flirt with each other, and when his back was turned, the two people would hook their fingers, making it difficult to guard against them.
Mu Ziyan is nearly five months pregnant now, and her fetal position is stable.
She is greedy for food from her mother's family, and she persuades her husband to persuade her mother-in-law to allow her to return to her mother's family.
Mu Qingyu sent someone along the road to meet her early.
He was taken into the house and showed some concern.
Mrs.
Mu couldn't help scolding her for her nonsense: "You have such a big belly and you don't know the importance of running out with such a big person.
Do you want to piss your mother off?"
She got better after catching wind and cold a few days ago.
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At this time, she was still coughing.
After a sentence of cursing, her throat became hoarse.
The maid brought tea.
Mrs.
Mu raised her head to take it, and saw an unfamiliar woman standing delicately at the door.
"This is" looks at the dress.
It doesn't look like a maid.
She has very delicate eyebrows, a pointed face, a thin waist, and wears inconspicuous but expensive jade ornaments.
Mu Ziyan's face darkened: "Ms.
Zhong, come here and show Madam."
Zhong Qing stepped forward nervously, knelt down and kowtowed: "Slave Mrs.
Zhong, please pay homage to Madam."
Mrs.
Mu then knew that it was her son-in-law who had been doting on him to no end these days.
His face was not very good, so he rewarded her with a handful of silver coins as a token gift and then kicked her out.
Zhong Qing stood in the corridor and just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a woman wearing a fur cloak in March coming over in a carriage.
Zhong Qing wanted to hide, but where could she hide?
How could she, a half-slave and half-maid who had come with her attendants, wander around in the courtyard and wait outside so easily?
How could she dare to leave so easily?
Lin Yunnuan came over holding the maid's hand.
She seemed to be gasping for breath with every step she took.
She was very fragile and weak.
The servants carefully protected her, and when they saw her coming, the maids outside the eldest lady's house all came over in a fuss.
"Oh, why is Grandma Ninth here?
It's still a bit cold today, but if you don't catch the wind, Madam should feel distressed."
Lin Yunnuan's face was a little too pale, but he was in good spirits.
Under his cloak, he was wearing a newly cut honey-colored butterfly-colored floral jacket and skirt, and on his hand was a fine Dongzhu hairpin.
Zhong Qing knew this kind of good thing. .
Each one is round and shiny, of average size.
Just one piece is already rare.
The price of a bunch of twenty-four pieces is staggeringly high.
It's better for her to hang it casually on her wrist, making it difficult for anyone to spot it unless she raises her wrist to reveal it.
Lin Yunnuan smiled at the people below: "How can I be so delicate?
Looking at the cool breeze in April, everyone has arrived.
I hope I won't be late again."
The curtains were lifted inside, and Mrs.
Mu came with a smile and her maid came to greet her: "Grandma Ninth, after hearing your voice, the madam followed the maid to welcome you.
Come in quickly, you are the first one today, don't worry about being late."
Lin Yunnuan went up the stairs and passed by Zhong Qing.
Zhong Qing was confused whether to say hello or not.
But what was her identity?
If she wanted to speak, she had to bow first and call herself a slave.
Lin Yunnuan didn't seem to see her, holding the maid's hand and stepping in.
The curtain separates the inside and outside, leaving only a cold and faint fragrance.
The scent of jasmine.
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How many times Tang Yi had been intimate with her, this fragrance lingered on the fabric of her clothes.
Very light, with a long aftertaste that lingers for a long time.
Zhong Qing felt sad and sighed silently.
Mu Ziyan had never liked Lin Yunnuan.
She was pregnant and her temper was even worse.
She said with a cold face: "What are you doing here?
Whenever you go out and mobilize people, my mother will worry about you.
If you are not feeling well, just stay in your own room."
Just rest here."
Who wants to see her?
None of the unmarried daughters of the Mu family dared to go out without being stigmatized by her and even hiding in hiding, for fear of being asked about their ninth sister-in-law.
Lin Yunnuan smiled calmly: "When our eldest aunt comes home, I will come and take a look.
Now that she is well, I will miss you, Mrs.
Lao, and Zi Yan."
Mrs.
Mu asked someone to put a soft cushion for her, and asked with concern: "Brother Yu is asleep, Qian'er said he didn't eat enough, but the wet nurse doesn't have enough milk.
Please ask Grandma Ya to bring some over to have a look.
Is there anything you like?"
, leave two more.”
Lin Yunnuan said: "Thank you for your trouble.
Brother Yu is fine, but Qian'er is having a bad temper.
He always wants to be held upright, and he doesn't see clearly when he looks up.
I don't blame the wet nurses.
Both wet nurses are very good." , The person chosen by my mother is very appropriate.”
Speaking of his children, Lin Yunnuan's face showed a soft color.
Her skin was originally white, but due to blood loss, she was even more delicate.
Her voice was soft and weak, but it was also unconsciously seductive.
I always felt like I was afraid of scaring her if I spoke louder to her.
It's unbearable.
Ninth brother just loves her charming look, right?
Thinking of the Zhong family in her own family who came from the same place as her, she was also such a virtuous person, and would always act seductive and deceive men's reason.
Then, she thought that she was two years younger than her.
She couldn't let go of a hot-blooded boy like her ninth brother, but she lost her husband's love early.
Even this baby was almost given as a gift.
While talking, the second lady, grandma and others all arrived, and the whole family was chatting around Mu Ziyan's belly.
Lin Yunnuan felt tired after a while, and Grandma Qi walked her out personally.
Behind her back, Mrs.
Mu reprimanded Mu Ziyan: "She has given birth to a child.
How do you spoil your ninth brother?
Even your sister-in-law and I have to give her face.
She came to see you and give you future gifts."
When you give something to a newborn child, you don't even smile.
When you open your mouth, you are sarcastic.
When you turn around, she will cry and complain to your grandmother, and you will suffer."
Mu Ziyan disagreed: "This family's surname is Mu.
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How to make that bastard run wild depends on their faces.
They think that bastard is his father's biological son.
Is the baby she gave birth to Mu Yiheng?"
Du Liang said, Mom, I'm afraid you don't know, but Aunt Zhong in my house knows a lot about her."
This time I brought Mrs.
Zhong here not only to teach Mrs.
Zhong, but also to hang out in front of Ms.
Lin every day.
Maybe she would be guilty and frightened, but she could still be honest for a few days.
In the afternoon, the maid next to Mu Ziyan came to Lanyuan, saying that she came to see her nephew on Mu Ziyan's behalf and to present small things like gold locks and gold anklets.
Lin Yunnuan thanked the maid and asked the maid to take it away, and rewarded everyone, including Zhong Qing.
How could Lin Yunnuan not know that Mu Ziyan was deliberately making Zhong Qing disgusted with her?
In fact, it really doesn't matter.
She has no feelings for Tang Yi for a long time.
How can she still care about a woman who once served as his mistress?
Mu Ziyan, on the other hand, keeps the person she hates most by her side every day, causing trouble for herself.
Why bother Lin Yunnuan sympathized with the child in her belly.
The mother was in a bad mood, but the little one was sentient.
At night, Mu Ziyan kicked everyone out, leaving Zhong Qing alone to wash her feet.
When asked in detail about Lin Yunnuan's reaction, what he said, and his mood, he couldn't help but blame Zhong Qing for not hearing what he wanted to hear.
He kicked his foot and splashed Zhong Qing's face with foot-washing water.
Zhong Qing didn't dare to wipe it, so she knelt down and timidly begged for mercy.
Mu Ziyan pulled the person over, raised his hand and shook his mouth.
Facing that tender face, I wished I could scratch it with my nails, and said viciously: "Now that you don't have Third Master to protect you, don't act like that flirtatious person to me and I will kill you.
Do you think Third Master What can you do to me?”
Zhong Qing trembled like chaff, knowing that her life was now in this man's hands.
Mrs.
Mu sent someone to deliver the bedding.
Mu Ziyan heard voices outside the window, shouted "Go away" to Zhong Qing, turned around and put on a smile, as if nothing had happened.
Lin Yunnuan didn't sleep well.
In the past, no matter how busy Mu Yiheng was, he always came back at night.
His embrace was warm and his arms were strong, and pillowing on them always made people feel at ease.
He could hear the nanny next door humming softly to coax Brother Yu.
Lin Yunnuan opened his eyes and thought in a dumbfounded way.
"I miss Mu Yiheng."
It was raining heavily, and Marquis Weiwu, wearing a raincoat, rode toward a private house in Tianshui Town.
Cui Ji, the steamed bun seller, was there.
His subordinates reported that Mu Yiheng had been waiting for his steamed buns to come out of Cui Ji for more than an hour.
Marquis Weiwu strode inwards.
Thinking that Mu Yiheng was there, Marquis Weiwu felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and he was a little nervous for no reason, just like when he met his favorite lover when he first fell in love, the excitement and joy seemed to make him look younger. .
Under the eaves of the courtyard, a man wearing a bamboo hat was sitting.
A sword hung from his waist, and his face was covered by a huge hat brim.
Marquis Weiwu paused and shouted "Yiheng" with a smile.
The man raised his head and stood up slowly.
Seeing that he seemed to be about to draw his sword, Marquis Weiwu immediately stepped forward and twisted his right arm with one move.
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This injured arm is Mu Yiheng's biggest weakness.
The moment his palm touched his right arm, Marquis Wei's expression changed.
The next second, Wei Wuhou flipped over his bamboo hat with his left hand.
Thunder rumbled and lightning struck from the sky.
The man's face was pale, he kept whining in pain, and his appearance was ordinary.
It's not Mu Yiheng at all.
Marquis Weiwu was furious.
With his people following him, could it be possible that he could still follow the lost person?
With a serious look on his face, he threw the person to the ground and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you and where is Mu Yiheng?"
"I, I am a clerk at Yunlai Inn.
There is an old man who gave me money and asked me to wear his clothes and sit here for two hours."
Mighty Marquis closed his eyes, hiding the wave of anger in his deep eyes.
Turn around and leave.
In Huajia Village, tents were set up, and most of the soldiers rested here.
The lights were brightly lit at this moment, and bursts of laughter could be heard amidst the sound of rain.
When Marquis Weiwu came back from riding, he saw a man who looked like a farmer coming out of the farmhouse holding a tray with rows of freshly cooked steamed buns on it.
A servant came to report: "Master Hou, Mr.
Mu Qian came back in half an hour.
He brought Cui Ji back, borrowed flour utensils from the farmhouse, and steamed four hundred steamed buns."
Marquis Weiwu has always been quite prestigious in the army.
With just one glance, countless people were frightened by him.
There were very few times when he could get angry, but at this moment, the person who came to reply obviously appeared at the wrong time.
Marquis Weiwu raised his whip, and the servant rolled to the ground, howling and hissing, rolling all over the ground in pain.
Without stopping, Marquis Wei Wu opened the tent and walked in.
There was a lot of noise inside, and no one warned Marquis Weiwu when he came.
One person pointed at Mu Yiheng and laughed and scolded: "Well, you Mujiu, you are pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, losing to us to lure us into the game, and finally become the big one."
Yes, even if we win, we will lose our pants even if we lose.”
Mu Yiheng laughed and said: "Be careful what you say, I am not a broken sleeve.
Why are you taking off your pants?
Stop talking nonsense and quickly pay for it.
I don't accept credit here."
Everyone cursed and laughed and took out money.
Mu Yiheng gathered his hands and found a lot of broken silver, more than a hundred taels.
Mu Yiheng waved to a guard, "Hey, I'll go to Qiantou Town tomorrow.
I'll be a host.
Take the money and treat everyone to a drink."
Everyone burst into laughter, "Okay, Mu Yiheng, use our money to win people's hearts."
"That's all.
I won't care if you have wine to drink.
Mu Ye is just and honest."
At this moment, someone caught a glimpse of Wei Wuhou.
His face was dark, and his tall body cast a heavy shadow on the curtain behind him.
It's a terrifying pressure.
Everyone stood up one after another and shouted, "Master Hou."
"Captain Chu, what should I do with the gambling and entertainment in the army?"
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Marquis Weiwu named him in a calm voice.
Lieutenant Chu immediately felt sweat on his head and said with difficulty: "You will be punished by running thirty miles, and you will receive twenty military sticks everywhere."
"Those who are centurions or above in Guo Qichu's army cannot restrain their subordinates and take the lead in violating taboos.
How should they be punished?"
Guo Qichu, who was named, lowered his head: "The crime will be increased by one level, and the fine will be an even number."
Marquis Weiwu smiled softly: "Very good."
He glanced at the people in the tent, and finally his eyes fell on Mu Yiheng's face.
"Mr.
Mu Qian."
This call, Marquis Weiwu spoke very slowly and deeply.
Everyone subconsciously glanced at Mu Yiheng's face.
Mu Yiheng stood up straight with a carefree smile on his face.
Without waiting for him to ask, he said: "I took the lead in gathering people to gamble, and forced all of my subordinates to participate in gambling.
In order to gain a lot of money, I should be punished three times as much.
This subordinate will Go and run away, and come back and get the sixty military staff from the Marquis."
He paused and said: "The rest of the people are obeying the military orders of this Qian General.
They have no choice but to participate in gambling.
They obey orders and follow orders.
It is the duty of the army to follow the law and there is no punishment."
Everyone looked grateful, and a few said impulsively, "Mr.
Mu Qian, why did you bother to carry it for us?
It was my mistake to wait."
Mighty Marquis smiled deeply: "It's very good.
We share difficulties and drink together.
Mu Qian always has the ability to win people's hearts."
Mu Yihengpi smiled and said: "I don't dare to take this seriously.
In addition, I need to report to the military marquis that Cui Ji's four hundred steamed buns are outside the tent.
I also ask the marquis to send someone to count them clearly.
My subordinates must not How dare you delay the Marquis’ important business?”
After saying that, he put on his helmet and ran outside the tent.
Marquis Weiwu wanted to call him into his room and "give instructions" slowly, but he had no chance.
A few very loyal soldiers bravely faced the mighty Marquis's black face and said, "Master Marquis, I have made a mistake, and we can't let President Mu Qian bear the responsibility alone.
I will follow President Mu Qian and run away together."
Receive the rod together.”
Marquis Weiwu pursed his lips and said nothing, and in just a blink of an eye, everyone in the tent was completely gone.
A group of men laughed and ran shirtless in the heavy rain.
From time to time, there were a few laughs and curses.
It doesn't feel like a penalty run, but like a carnival night out together.
When Marquis Weiwu returned to his room, he felt a headache.
How did Mu Yiheng learn that he had sent someone to follow him, and how did he get rid of his spy and bring Cui Ji out?
Mighty Marquis rubbed the tassel on his sword and recalled everything along the way.
Nothing suspicious, this is the most suspicious part.
He rubbed his forehead and closed his bloodshot eyes.
After a moment, the guard outside the house listened to his instructions: "Call Tang Yi to come in."
At dawn, Mu Yiheng and others ran back from the punishment, singing songs, holding each other's arms, smiling without any sense of being punished.
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The grandmothers and sisters-in-law in the village who got up early to wash clothes by the river all blushed when they blew their whistles.
Face.
The military staff was left to be punished when he returned to Beijing.
Now that he was on his way, he naturally couldn't take the wounded soldiers with him.
Soon they arrived at Xingyang, where Marquis Weiwu stayed with the King of Xingyang and played music every night.
There was no time to pay attention to Mu Yiheng.
The trouble was with Lin Yunnuan.
Zhong Qing was ordered by Mu Ziyan to care for the "nine younger brothers and sisters" again.
Lin Yunnuan was so annoyed that he simply claimed to be ill and had the courtyard door closed.
Zhong Qing was standing outside the courtyard for a whole day, which caused a lot of discussion in the house, as if Lin Yunnuan deliberately made Mu Ziyan look bad.
Lin Yunnuan had no choice but to go to Mu Ziyan's yard.
Mu Ziyan still looked impatient: "Why, my ninth younger brother and sister are not happy when I get close to them?"
The cry of the nine younger siblings was clearly mocking Lin Yunnuan's age.
Lin Yunnuan didn't care, she smiled softly and sat down beside him without invitation.
"Zi Yan, you are Mu Yiheng's sister and his relative.
I have always respected you so as not to embarrass Mu Yiheng, not because I want to curry favor with you."
"You can be rude to me, but I will be polite to you.
Everyone else has eyes and can tell who has done something wrong.
You have a childish temper like this, which makes me dumbfounded."
"Whether you like it or not, I have become Mu Yiheng's wife.
My name is on the family tree.
I am the serious daughter-in-law of the Mu family.
No matter how angry you are, it will not help."
"I don't care about Zhong Qing at all.
I believe you have heard about what happened in the past, so you did it deliberately.
It's ridiculous that you exchange your own sadness for other people's troubles.
And I don't care at all.
I'm just tired and lazy.
If you insist on having her in front of me, that's fine.
I'll do my best to treat her as a sister.
Just ask Brother Yu to call her aunt."
"For the sake of Yi Heng, I am still willing to make friends with you with 10% sincerity.
If you really disdain me, I will not force you.
In short, I am not ashamed and I don't feel I owe you anything.
If you don't use your own face, , It’s up to you to find other people’s discomfort.
I’ll say this, so I won’t bother you.
You can have a good rest.”
Lin Yunnuan walked out and heard Mu Ziyan yell angrily: "Ms.
Lin, you are talking nonsense in front of me, who will give you face?"
Lin Yunnuan paused, looked back and smiled at her: "Okay, then I will tell you that it was the Mufu clan, the Mu family head, and Mu Yiheng who gave me the honor and dignity.
And you..."
Lin Yunnuan sneered and did not continue.
But the contemptuous look she gave her clearly said, you are just a married woman, and your name is not even in the Mu family tree.
What qualifications do you have to show off and show off as the master of your natal family, and what qualifications do you have to question the daughter-in-law of the Ming matchmaker of the Mu family?
Son Lin Yunnuan returned to the yard and issued an order, "From now on, if someone from my aunt comes to visit, she is not allowed to wait outside.
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