Wan Sha said, "If you succeed, I will have ten years of freedom."
"You," Mu Anxiao deliberately glanced at Mu Xiang, "as long as you protect her, you will have freedom. If she has any mishap, I will deduct five years from your freedom."
"You..."
"Alright, I'm going to..." Mu Anxiao interrupted, suddenly remembering that Ouyang Ye seemed to have specifically instructed Wan Sha to stay by Mu Xiang's side. Thinking about it, if she went to the reception hall alone, it would surely arouse Ouyang Ye's suspicion. Helplessly, she fixed her gaze on Wan Sha's face.
Wan Sha frowned, "Why are you looking at me?"
"You still have to follow me." Mu Anxiao pointed at Wan Sha.
Wan Sha was stunned, "No, you too. First you tell me to protect Mu Xiang, then you tell me to follow you. What exactly do you want?"
"What do I want?" Mu Anxiao, having been questioned by Wan Sha, no longer wanted to speak to her nicely. "I suddenly remembered that Ouyang Ye said you should accompany Mu Xiang the entire time, that's all."
"Then I'll leave, what about Mu Xiang?" Wan Sha asked deliberately.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Mu Xiang, who was wearing the same outfit as Mu Long, and after a moment's thought, turned to look at Feng Qishi, who was still with his back turned, not far away. She hesitated again and then looked at A Long, "Call him." She pointed at Feng Qishi.
Immediately, A Long cooperated by shouting, "Feng Qishi, come here."
Over there, Feng Qishi was startled by A Long's voice, then slowly turned around. The light from the rows of lanterns dazzled his eyes, and he looked at Mu Anxiao, who was standing in her wedding dress, and was stunned.
The light was too dim, and Mu Anxiao could not see Feng Qishi's expression clearly. All she could see was Feng Qishi standing there stupidly. Seeing this, she frowned and said, "He's not deaf."
A Long heard Mu Anxiao's words and curled her lips, "If you want me to call him, just call him directly instead of beating around the bush." Then she shouted again, "Come here."
Hearing this, Feng Qishi suddenly came to his senses and quickly walked to Mu Anxiao's front, leaning in to glance at the lipstick and blush on Mu Anxiao's lips. He said, "It's just a show, do you have to be so serious?"
From the time he first met Mu Anxiao in his previous life until now, Feng Qishi had hardly ever seen Mu Anxiao dressed formally in women's clothing. He had especially never seen her wear such a long dress.
Looking at her now, he was amazed. Of course, she wasn't exactly breathtakingly beautiful, but in Feng Qishi's opinion, she finally had a feminine charm. This was enough to comfort him.
"Ouyang Ye is as cunning as a monkey, and his face changes so quickly. I also look somewhat similar to Mu Xiang, and with makeup, I look even more like her. So, even if he plays dirty and lifts my veil..."
"Wait, you're really going to marry the simpleton in her place?"
"I said 'if'. Does everything need to be done at the right time?" Mu Anxiao said calmly.
When Mu Anxiao was silent, she indeed looked like a woman. But as soon as she spoke, her tomboyish demeanor was fully revealed, especially now looking at her exaggerated expression. Feng Qishi naturally withdrew his protective feelings towards her and no longer worried about her; instead, he felt relieved.
Just then, Mu Xiang showed a look of disdain towards Mu Anxiao, "You say you look like me."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao turned her head to look at Mu Xiang, "What do you mean?" She saw Mu Xiang's disdainful expression, thinking that Mu Xiang would certainly not say anything good.
As expected, Mu Xiang said disdainfully, "I'm delicate and refined, you are rough. Can you please not compare me to you? It's really an insult to me."
"I am rough," Mu Anxiao pointed to herself, "You usually wear makeup, and I don't. My skin is even smoother than yours. I say you should feel honored that you look like me, a fairy."
"I don't feel honored." Mu Xiang finished speaking and deliberately leaned forward to "vomit" in front of Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao saw this and sneered, "Your face changes fast enough. Fine, then you marry the simpleton." As she spoke, she reached to untie her sash.
Feng Qishi saw this and turned his back.
Wan Sha was speechless regarding the issue they were arguing about.
A Long said helplessly, "You are tied together like grasshoppers on a rope. If you fight amongst yourselves like this, nothing will get done. Mu Anxiao, if you keep arguing, the mission will fail."
After hearing A Long, Mu Xiang and Mu Anxiao exchanged glances and compromised, "It's my fault."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao looked at Mu Xiang, "I forgive you."
Mu Xiang took a deep breath and said, "Then she will go with you." She pointed at Wan Sha.
Mu Anxiao followed Mu Xiang's gaze to Wan Sha, and then thinking about the task which couldn't be a real marriage, she said, "No need. You go to the guest room, there's no one there. Wait for me there."
Wan Sha said, "Your thoughts change too quickly."
"Changing your mind before something happens is not considered quick," Mu Anxiao said.
Wan Sha was speechless.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi, "Take me." As she spoke, she put on her veil.
A Long said, "I really can't imagine what expression the simpleton will have when he lifts your veil later." As she spoke, she glanced at Feng Qishi, who was shaking his head slightly at her, and pursed her lips.
Mu Xiang dared not say anything more and glanced at A Long.
Wan Sha said, "We're leaving." After speaking, she turned and left with Mu Xiang.
A Long sighed.
The sound of gongs and drums continued to resound. Mu Anxiao walked alongside Feng Qishi. Feng Qishi, worried she couldn't see the path, supported her arm. "Mu the simpleton, what are you planning to do?"
"Just watch," Mu Anxiao said calmly.
She had made all the preparations, and she had a general understanding of Ouyang Ye. Next, she wanted to use the upcoming time to confirm whether her guesses were correct.
If they were wrong, at worst, she could fight with him and gain Mu Xi's trust, which would also be good.
"Alright," Feng Qishi believed that Mu Anxiao had already thought of a solution.
In an instant. Mu Anxiao, supported by Feng Qishi, arrived outside the reception hall. However, when those people saw it was Feng Qishi, they all showed expressions of disgust.
"Kid, why is it you?"
"That's right, where is the bride's sister?"
"Aren't you the guard?"
"That's right."
Listening to their questions, Feng Qishi chuckled foolishly, "Isn't her sister in the outhouse? I'm just helping to support her." As he spoke, he let go of her arm.
"Why don't I have such good fortune?" Servant number three was unhappy.
Feng Qishi said, "Just supporting the bride, what kind of good fortune is that?"
"Of course it is. The bride is full of good luck. Whoever touches her will have good luck," Servant number three said, carefully looking around. "Since that's the case, it should be okay if I touch her."
"What are you doing?" Feng Qishi frowned.
"It's the simpleton's wife anyway. If I touch her, I'll gain some good luck too..."
"If you dare to touch me, I'll chop off your arm." Mu Anxiao interrupted, staring at the veil cloth in front of her, and then said, "Take one more step, try me."
"He can do it, why can't I? I understand now," Servant number three said with malicious intent, "You like him, don't you?"
When frustrated, they slander.
Mu Anxiao had already understood their character before she thought of this method. Hearing Servant number three's words now, she only found it laughable.
"You insist on touching me, which shows you like me."
Servant number three froze upon hearing this.
Then, the other servants cast disgusted glances at Servant number three.
Mu Anxiao slightly turned her face, looking unclearly at the disgusted Servant number three through the veil, and snorted, "Children are not as curious as you."
"You..."
"If you want your arm, then talk less nonsense." Mu Anxiao interrupted, turned her head with the veil on, and looked at Feng Qishi, "What's the situation inside?"
Feng Qishi didn't even look at them, then glanced into the reception hall and said, "Everything is ready. Should," he glanced at the musicians preparing to play music, "they will play soon."
"Play music." Mu Anxiao snorted, "It seems they've spent a fortune."
Feng Qishi grunted.
Immediately after, Ouyang Ye crossed the threshold and walked to face Mu Anxiao, "You're here."
Mu Anxiao was stunned and remained silent.
Ouyang Ye smirked, "I heard you talking well with them, why are you silent when it comes to me?" As he spoke, he looked at Feng Qishi and frowned.
Feng Qishi saw this and deliberately shifted his gaze.
"Why is it you?" Ouyang Ye asked, continuing to stare at Feng Qishi's face.
Feng Qishi swallowed and feigned being scared, "Replying to Master, Miss Wan Sha... had an upset stomach."
"Upset stomach," Ouyang Ye sneered, "It seems she doesn't want to face reality."
Feng Qishi: "..." He feigned honesty and lowered his head.
Mu Anxiao felt that... Ouyang Ye seemed to know quite a lot.
Then, Ouyang Ye glanced at Feng Qishi and then at Mu Anxiao, "Give me your hand."
Mu Anxiao: "..." She deliberately clenched her hand.
Coincidentally, Mu Anxiao's clenched fist was clearly seen by Ouyang Ye. "Give it to me," he extended his hand.
Mu Anxiao: "..." Her eyes darted, suddenly not knowing what he wanted to do.
Seeing that Mu Anxiao remained unmoved, Ouyang Ye was also angered, "I told you to give me your hand, quickly."
Feng Qishi heard Ouyang Ye's tone of speaking to Mu Anxiao and frowned, not daring to act rashly.
This time, Mu Anxiao was intimidated by Ouyang Ye's voice and compromised, extending her hand.
Ouyang Ye said, "You made me search for you, and in the end, you gave me such a reply. Fine," he said, and grabbed Mu Anxiao's hand, "I will ruin your reputation."
"..." Mu Anxiao's eyes widened. Before she could react, she was forcibly pulled into the reception hall by Ouyang Ye.
There were people in the reception hall, and they were the ones Ouyang Ye had invited in from outside. Sister-in-law Mu Xiang and the fake Mu Long sat awkwardly in the upper seats, frowning as they looked at the 'Mu Xiang' who was forcibly dragged in by Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye looked at the people who were completely bewildered and smirked. He turned to the maid walking with a tray and said, "Mu Xiang, I know you don't want to marry the simpleton." As he spoke, he reached out and picked up the groom's wedding hat from the tray.
Mu Anxiao heard Ouyang Ye's words and suddenly realized... something had changed.
"..." She dared not speak, fearing she would be discovered immediately.
Ouyang Ye said, "You can speak now," and gestured to two servants next to him.
Mu Anxiao narrowed her eyes, still not speaking.
Ouyang Ye knew Mu Anxiao wouldn't speak, so he nodded at the two servants again.
Following that, the two servants stepped forward and grabbed Mu Anxiao's arms, one on each side.
Mu Anxiao's body stiffened, still not daring to act rashly.
The fake Mu Long saw this and suddenly stood up, "What are you trying to do?"
Mu Xi didn't understand Ouyang Ye's plot. He only knew... Ouyang Ye started by saying he would help Mu Xiang hold her wedding with the simpleton.
And now... he was treating the 'bride' in front of them like this in front of them. Not only that, Ye Yu hadn't been called at all. This made Mu Xi suspicious.
Everyone present was also confused.
Outside the reception hall, Feng Qishi looked at Ouyang Ye's red attire and Ouyang Ye's clothes, and suddenly realized that Ouyang Ye wanted to marry Mu Xiang.
As for the simpleton... he was just casually scaring Mu Xiang. And regarding this plot of his, other than a very few servants, no other servants knew.
Thinking about it, Feng Qishi had a new understanding of Ouyang Ye.
Inside.
Mu Anxiao deeply felt the strength of the two servants behind her, and hearing the fake Mu Long's voice, she had the same thought as Feng Qishi. This was Ouyang Ye's plot.
Thus, she also followed Ouyang Ye's actions and quickly thought of a new method.
However, methods were not so easily thought of. Just as Mu Anxiao was preparing to truly use her brain, Ouyang Ye directly lifted Mu Anxiao's veil.
Just like that, Mu Anxiao's face appeared before everyone.
The fake Mu Long's eyes widened upon seeing this.
Sister-in-law Mu Xiang was so scared that she stood up.
The people beside them also showed expressions of surprise.
Originally, Ouyang Ye just wanted to use some means to tease Mu Xiang, but who knew... it would turn out like this.
Now, looking at Mu Anxiao's face, he was furious, "You really are a woman."
Mu Anxiao gave a dry laugh, "What do you think?"
"You..." Ouyang Ye said, clenching his fist, "Tell me, where is Mu Xiang?"
Mu Anxiao said, "Her, I let her go."
"You..."
"Stop saying 'you'. Tell me, what exactly are you trying to do?" Mu Anxiao said coldly, staring at Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye asked, "You're doing this because you want to know what I'm trying to do?"
"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't have to wear this awkward wedding dress," Mu Anxiao said, still deciding to proceed with the original plan.
"It seems," Ouyang Ye smiled, "you are very curious about me."
Mu Anxiao said, "I am quite curious. You are using..." She stopped midway, turned her head to look at the people on both sides, and clicked her tongue, "I think you wouldn't want people to know about it, right?" As she spoke, she turned back to look at Ouyang Ye.
Ouyang Ye said, "All of you leave. If you say anything outside about what happened tonight," he gave a killing glance at those people, "I'll have your tongues removed."
Hearing Ouyang Ye's vicious words, those onlookers who were seemingly invited all closed their mouths tightly and then left, led by the servants.
Mu Anxiao chuckled softly.