Rebirth: Missing the Beloved

Xiao Qing Qing flashed a smirk: "What? Afraid that I would harm your little unmarried wife. "

Mu Yi Shao sat across him, picked up the wine pot on the table and poured a cup of wine, "Second Uncle, what are you thinking about? I just feel that the little girl has been quietly staying in the manor and is so stupid, why would she need to talk to you about anything? Don't I have to make you kill me and set you on fire? "

"That's right. He's asking me to kill him and set him on fire!"

"Then can you count me in?" Mu Yinshao took a sip of the wine, "The osmanthus wine in your yard is still so fragrant."

"You went out to do something this time and rushed back without stopping last night. Don't tell me that you're here to join in on the fun?" Xiao Qing Qing put away her zither and got up to leave. "I won't bring you along. I don't want to mess up my plans and want to go by myself."

Xiao Qing Qing didn't turn around to look at the sullen Mu Yigao. It seemed that she wasn't afraid of him. When had he become so active?

Mu Yi Shao watched Xiao Qing Qing leave, retracted the smile in his eyes, raised his wine cup and took a small sip, "My little flower, you shall stay in the manor until you are old, I will marry you. What are you trying to cause a ruckus for again? "

Not too long after breakfast, the carriages in front of Prime Minister Du's manor began to arrive one after another.

Second Madam received the guests in the front yard in the style of a matriarch. Du Ruyu also followed her to greet the various madams and mistresses, as if she was well-informed and reasonable.

Inside the Mu Jin Courtyard, Du Mu Zhou was lying on the Imperial Consort's bed, leisurely reading a book.

Jian Jia was quietly trimming Du Mu Zhou's clothes. After a few days, they would become warm and useful.

Linglong stood there, anxiously saying, "Miss, Second Madam and Second Miss are both entertaining guests in the front yard. That limelight is really infuriating. A straight wife really does regard herself as a matriarch. "

Du Mu Zhou raised his eyebrows and looked at her calmly: "You're not allowed to say these kinds of words again. Second Madam is in charge of providing benefits to the guests in the house. Since you called her Second Madam, she is also the Madam of this house. If you continue to speak like this in the future, I'll have my men sell you out. "

Linglong nodded in fear. "Yes! Miss, this servant will not dare to do so in the future. "

"Go to Fourth Miss's courtyard and fetch Fourth Miss here. Tell Fourth Aunt that I have something to discuss with Xuan'er."

Linglong accepted the order and went out.

Du Mu Zhou put down the book in his hand and stood up from the imperial concubine's bed.

After sending Linglong away, Du Mu Zhou glanced at the maidservants in charge of cleaning the courtyard.

"Cai Die, I heard your needlework is very coincidental, come and help me."

A gorgeous maid ran over happily from the courtyard.

"Yes sir!" Cai Die entered the room, hurriedly walked to Jian Jia's side, "Sister Jian Jia, let me help you."

Jian Jia passed the spring dress to her, "Miss, you want to embroider a plum flower here? You're so good, why don't you do it?"

Cai Die was not polite and directly started to embroider. She was indeed good at embroidery, but it was a pity that the Second Madam never thought highly of her.

After being sent to monitor the movements of the young miss, she finally had the chance to enter the house. She had to perform well.

Cai Die's hands were embroidered with plum blossoms, her crafty eyes constantly looking around the room.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the colored butterflies had finished embroidering the plum blossoms.

White clothes, red plums, it was a very beautiful sight.

"That's right, I really like it. Jian Jia, give my red plum hairpin to Cai Die."

Cai Die was shocked, she only knew that this young miss was not being pampered. She had always been in the manor and her food and clothing had been taken away. Moreover she had never taken anyone seriously, so how could she act so magnanimously?