Mu Ziyan slept very peacefully that night, without any dreams.
When he woke up the next day, Qi was no longer beside him.
Yunxiang stood aside with red eyes, watching as she worked all night and stayed up all night.
"Miss, you're up now" Only then did Mu Ziyan believe that she was indeed alive.
She took a deep breath, and then breathed it out slowly.
Over the past thousand years, she had wandered aimlessly.
Although she was lonely, she had learned a lot.
One year she wandered into a deep mountain and saw an old monk chanting sutras and meditating.
The golden light shrouded her whole body and was isolated from the old monk.
She only felt that the anger and hatred accumulated in her heart gradually dissipated as the old monk read the scriptures.
She simply had nowhere to go, so she sat aside and meditated.
Over time, her heart calmed down a lot, and she also realized some truths.
Later, when the old monk traveled around the world, he deliberately put a scripture aside.
When she came forward and opened it, it turned out to be the Yi Jin Jing.
She kept that scripture in mind and meditated every day to pass the time, but now she has developed a habit.
After Yunxiang and Biyun helped Mu Ziyan wash up, they specially picked a festive dress.
Pleated Ruyi moon skirt, lotus placket, a pair of pink silk flowers on the flowing cloud bun, a silver white jade lotus hairpin, pink gauze, a pair of dark eyes as pure as a pool of clear water, and eyebrows With a smile and a playful wink, her skin was so white and tender that you could pinch water.
Mu Ziyan looked at her ten-year-old appearance in the bronze mirror.
She pressed her delicate jade hands on her chest, her heart beating thumpingly.
She nodded with satisfaction.
It felt so good to be truly alive.
"Miss, this is the sachet you asked your slave to embroider."
Yunxiang presented it with both hands, but her expression was indifferent.
Mu Ziyan turned around and took it, looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction, "This embroidery work is not bad compared to the embroidery lady in the palace.
You worked hard yesterday.
There are blue clouds here.
You can go and rest."
Bar."
"This is what a slave should do."
Yunxiang didn't dare to take credit.
As a slave, it was her duty to do well, as long as the master liked it.
Mu Ziyan knew that Yunxiang was very smart.
Aunt Cui died with her in the end, and Yunxiang also suffered because of her.
In this life, she will not let the mother and daughter suffer, and allow them to live a prosperous life.
She raised her hand and held Yunxiang's fingers.
Seeing that the fingertips were red and swollen, she patted them gently, "Go and have a rest.
If you are exhausted, where can I find such a lovely girl like you?"
Yunxiang was moved in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it at all.
She just bowed slightly and bowed before retreating.
Biyun didn't look jealous at all, but felt a little more sorry for Yunxiang.
After all, embroidery is very labor-intensive.
She lowered her eyes and stood carefully behind Mu Ziyan, feeling that the eldest lady seemed different. .
Mu Ziyan is gradually releasing her true nature.
She no longer wants to live on caution.
As a legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion, she has a noble status and should act recklessly.
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After thousands of years, she has always wanted in this life.
It's just a matter of spontaneity.
It's just that she won't sit back and wait for death for those who dare to flirt with her, let alone let them go with a kind heart.
A cold light shone in her eyes, and an evil sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.
What she owed her in the previous life, she would definitely get back thousands of times.
Biyun felt a gust of cold wind blowing by.
She shrank her neck and couldn't help trembling.
She raised her eyes carefully, only to see Mu Ziyan smiling with a friendly face.
She felt in a trance and felt uneasy.
"Miss, I have something to report."
Biyun remembered what he had just seen, and originally wanted to go and report to the madam, but now when he looked at the eldest lady, he changed his mind.
"What's the matter"
Yunxiang and Biyun were the eldest girls specially given to her by her mother.
Yunxiang was calm and calm in her work; Biyun was lively, with a bit of cleverness, and they complemented each other perfectly when they were still and moved.
Mu Ziyan's eyes were a little deeper when she looked at Biyun.
However, it was not that Biyun betrayed her, but that something happened to her in her previous life and she was sent to the family temple, so Yunxiang had to go with her.
When she came back , Biyun disappeared.
At that time, Mu Zixi told her that Biyun had eloped with Wutong, the book boy beside her eldest brother.
Years later, she learned that Biyun was tortured to death by Mu Zixi.
Looking at Biyun now, she felt somewhat emotional.
Some grudges could not be forgotten easily.
Even after a thousand years, her heart was still filled with inexorable hatred.
"Miss, when I got up early today, I saw the rough girl in the Second Miss' courtyard slipping out of the back door."
Biyun immediately looked for the woman who was guarding the door.
Unexpectedly, the woman greedily drank a few glasses of wine, and now Not awake yet.
"Don't make this matter public.
Since that girl dares to come in, there must be an insider in my courtyard.
You should investigate secretly and find out the insider first."
After Mu Ziyan said this, he stepped out of the inner room.
Biyun followed step by step.
The eldest lady meant not to report this to Madam beforehand.
Mu Ziyan went straight to Qi's "Jiyue" Courtyard.
Before she even entered the house, she heard laughter coming from inside.
She felt happy and could not hide her joy, so she hurriedly entered the house.
Mr.
Qi was sitting at the head of the table, holding a cup of tea and taking a sip.
He raised his eyes and saw her coming in.
Her features were full of kindness.
"Mother."
Mu Ziyan stepped forward with a smile, saluted Qi in a serious manner, and then fell softly into Qi's arms.
Mrs.
Qi raised her green-white fingers and pinched her tender cheeks, "You haven't healed your body yet, why did you come here?"
"Of course I'm here to see my sister-in-law."
Mu Ziyan smiled brightly and sweetly.
For a thousand-year-old ghost like her, pretending to be young and cute is something that comes easily, because she is only ten years old now, and if she acts too mature, she may be thought to be possessed.
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"You little white-eyed wolf, now that you have a sister-in-law, you have forgotten your mother."
Mrs.
Qi's face darkened, and it sounded like she was speaking angrily, but the look in her eyes was actually doting.
"Yes, now that I have a sister-in-law, I have to step aside."
The man's gentle voice sounded, which made him shudder.
Mu Ziyan raised her little head, her delicate body still nestled in Qi's arms, staring at her sister-in-law Zhong Hui, who was already blushing with embarrassment, and said innocently, "Brother, I'm going to have another younger brother. , I would be even happier if I had one more nephew.”
"My good sister" Zhong Hui was thin-skinned.
She looked at Mu Ziyan shyly, grabbed the handkerchief in her hand, quickly took a sachet from the girl behind her and stuffed it into her arms.
Mu Ziyan smiled and left Qi's arms, playing with the sachet fondly, and then handed the sachet she wore around her waist to her, "Sister-in-law, since you gave me a beautiful sachet, I also I want to give you one, this is my favorite.”
Zhong Hui didn't refuse, so she accepted it with a smile, and then sat down next to her husband Mu Lingxuan with a blushing face.
When Mu Ziyan lowered her eyes to put on the sachet, a faint light flashed through her clear eyes, and the second room's hand was stretched too far.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－ Dear friends, I forgot to leave my paw prints on my watch when I passed by.
Hey, I forgot to collect my watch, blah, blah, blah: