Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

For Mu Feichi, everything about Yunxi is no small matter.

In order to cancel Yun Xi's marriage contract that was against him, he said that he was asking Mr. Mu to come forward, but he really took Yun Xi back to the Mu family's mansion early in the morning.

"Young Master, you can just go back. Why do you want to pull me? Besides, if you alarm the old man about the marriage contract, they will definitely think that I am a troublemaker!"

"Why is it so bad? I will discuss it with them only because I am cautious! If I am impulsive, do I still need to report to them?"

"But now you are not only going to slap the Jiang family's face, but also take the old man with you. Are you sure you are really okay?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I will take care of it properly. When you go back to Mu's house, you just need to show grandma her legs, and leave the rest to me."

"Why do I feel like I'm jumping into a trap?"

"Baby, don't you dance very willingly in the pit I dug?"

"That's because I'm stupid and get hit every time!"

The longest way to go is Mu Feichi's routine!

Mu Feichi squinted and smiled, and rubbed her head with a free hand, his eyes full of doting.

He knew in his heart that with her intelligence, if she wasn't really willing, she wouldn't be so easily hooked.

He is a person with principles and bottom lines, and he will never compromise on things he does not want.

When Mu Feichi returned to Mu's house, the housekeeper received a call from the guard at the door early in the morning and waited at the door early.

"Young master is back!" The butler greeted him, took the gift box from Mu Feichi, turned his head to look at the figure who got down from the passenger seat, and was so happy that he could hardly close his mouth.

"The old lady is in the living room, and the old chief is in the study. Young master, please come to Miss Yun!"

Mu Feichi nodded and dragged Yun Xi into the house.

I have been to the Mu family's mansion several times, all of which are to treat the rheumatism on the old lady's leg. More than half a year has passed, and she has been away from Kyoto for more than three months with Yan Shuo's training. How is the old lady's leg recovering?

Stepping into the living room, Yun Xi saw the old lady sitting on the sofa at a glance. Commander Mu was not there, and Commander Mu's second wife was sitting next to him.

Seeing Yunxi coming, the old lady was very happy, and she beckoned to Yunxi from afar to let her go.

Mu Feichi stepped forward and said directly: "Yunxi, you are here to chat with grandma, I have something to discuss with grandpa."

"Okay!" Yun Xi nodded and turned to look at the loving old lady. While checking the old lady's pulse, she watched him go upstairs.

In the study on the second floor, the huge study was filled with a faint scent of sandalwood. Mu Feichi stood at the door and knocked on the door. He didn't hear any response from the person inside, but only heard the emphasis on Beijing opera coming from inside.

He raised his hand and pushed the door in, glanced at the old man who was sitting on the balcony rocking chair with his eyes closed and listening to Qu'er, and walked forward with a light hook on his lips.

The table next to the rocking chair admired the unfinished Chinese chess set. He pulled the chair aside and sat down, looked down at the chessboard, took the jade chess on the chessboard and moved it to a position on the chessboard. , the originally stalemate situation suddenly became clear.

Hearing the sound, the old man slowly opened his eyes, the paper fan in his hand stopped, and his stern but sharp gaze fell on his precious grandson.

Even though he is old and has withdrawn from the intriguing arena and battlefield, Feng Shuang's face can still vaguely see the majesty that belongs to the soldiers.

"Grandpa." Mu Feichi sat up straight and called him lightly.

The old man snorted softly, sat up straight and looked at the originally glued chessboard on the table, the situation was turbulent.

As always, it's the way he behaves as a daring grandson.