Mu Hua was a fickle person, and even the Madam did not expect her to change her mind on such a matter. Looking at her, the Madam did not know whether she was happy or sad.
In short, the Madam was speechless.
Conversely, when Mu Yanxing heard Mu Hua say this, her face lit up with a smile, "You really agree to go to the palace to participate in the selection of concubines?"
Mu Hua: "Yes, anyway," she glanced at Mu Yanxing, then at Mu Anxiao: "I will absolutely not let her succeed."
Mu Anxiao: "You changed too quickly." She frowned, and her hopes became dim.
"Yes," Mu Hua said righteously, "I just changed quickly. Since I can't kill you here, then fine, I'll go to the palace and kill you."
"You think this is meaningless," Mu Anxiao found Mu Hua's idea ridiculous.
Mu Hua said seriously: "I think it's very interesting." As she spoke, she looked at the Madam, "Mother, does every woman who enters the palace have to bring a maid?"
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's eyes brightened.
The Madam thought for a moment and said, "I'm not sure about that, but your sister said it seems not." She glanced at Mu Yanxing.
Mu Yanxing gave a dry laugh, "Mother, I was just talking nonsense, it's allowed."
When the Madam heard this, she frowned and looked at Mu Yanxing, saying, "You actually..."
"Mother, since my sister has agreed, you shouldn't kill me anymore." Mu Yanxing began to plead for herself.
The Madam still frowned, looking at Mu Yanxing, who was starting to act spoiled, and then thinking of her decision to kill her just now, she said, "Since that's the case, then I will beg for a chance to enter the palace."
"Mother..."
"Mother, this might not be good," Mu Hua interrupted, shifting her gaze to the Madam's face.
The Madam: "How is it not good?"
"Mother, I have already committed the crime of deceiving the emperor. If I do this again, won't it be pushing my luck? Therefore," Mu Yanxing shook her head slightly, "I think it's inappropriate."
The Madam felt that Mu Yanxing's words were reasonable, but she didn't want to see Mu Yanxing with Qiu Yan. Thus, she hesitated.
"..."
Seeing the Madam's hesitant expression, and recalling what the Madam had said not long ago about making Qiu Yan "scram," Mu Yanxing's heart sank, and she asked cautiously, "Mother, what's wrong?" xxs壹贰
"This way, your plot will succeed," the Madam said, glancing at Qiu Yan.
Qiu Yan dared not meet the Madam's eyes, so he shifted his gaze as soon as the Madam looked at him.
The Madam saw Qiu Yan's reaction at a glance and said, "Why are you hiding from me?"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yan's body stiffened. He looked at the Madam, who had just made up her mind to kill her own daughter, and said, "Madam, if you don't kill Yan'er, then I..."
"She is my daughter, of course, I was just scaring her. Now I ask you," the Madam became serious, "Do you truly like my daughter?"
Qiu Yan's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "Yes, I like her very much."
"Like her... If you want to marry her, how much betrothal gift will you give?" the Madam asked directly.
Qiu Yan smiled, "As much as you want, I will give."
"So generous."
"Of course, Yan'er is the girl I like the most. For her, even if I go bankrupt, I will not hesitate."
"You..."
"Please, Madam, just say it." Qiu Yan interrupted the Madam excitedly.
The Madam smiled faintly, "If you go bankrupt, my daughter will have to suffer with you. Since that's the case, I've noted this down. Next, it depends on whether her father agrees."
Throughout the years, Mu Gui had always been a husband who was arrogant outside but timid at home. In many matters, he had handed everything over to the Madam, including the marriage of his daughters, which he had also completely entrusted to the Madam.
Therefore, when Mu Anxiao heard the Madam say this, she just found the Madam boring and had no other thoughts.
Thinking this, she lowered her head.
Unexpectedly, Mu Anxiao's action of lowering her head was caught by Mu Hua, who immediately put on a displeased expression and asked, "Why are you lowering your head?"
"..." Mu Anxiao continued to lower her head, not reacting.
"Do you have something on your mind?" Mu Hua continued to stare at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao came to her senses, looked up at Mu Hua, who was looking for trouble, and said, "I'm just bored."
"Bored... you dare to say bored." Mu Hua said, her eyes becoming sharp, "Be careful, I'll hit you."
Mu Anxiao was too lazy to speak and sighed.
Mu Hua provoked: "What do you mean?"
"You're going to the palace to be selected as a concubine, and if you continue like this, it won't be good," Mu Anxiao said deliberately.
Immediately, Mu Hua's thoughts were drawn back by Mu Anxiao's words, "Mother, since you agreed to my sister and him, can we continue my topic?"
When the Madam heard this, she shifted her gaze to Mu Hua, "Regarding bringing a maid, I'm not sure. Speaking of which," she frowned, "What do you want to do?"
"I want..." Mu Hua smiled faintly, pointing at Mu Anxiao with her hand, "To bring her to the palace."
Mu Anxiao's eyes lit up.
Qiu Yan glanced at Mu Anxiao and dared not speak.
The Madam's expression stiffened, she glanced at Mu Anxiao, whom she had always considered to have no manners, and said, "You... isn't this a disgrace?"
Mu Hua frowned, "Mother, I... how am I disgraced?" She thought the Madam was talking about her and became anxious.
Conversely, the Madam said earnestly, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about her," she pointed at Mu Anxiao.
When Mu Hua heard this, she smiled, "Mother, that's what I thought, how could you say that about me."
Mu Anxiao's eyes darted away, and she continued to be too lazy to say anything.
The Madam smiled when she saw Mu Hua smiling, "You are my daughter, how could I say that about you? By the way, Hua'er, can you retract your decision?"
"Mother, I have my own ideas, please fulfill them."
"You..."
"Mother." Mu Hua acted spoiled.
Seeing Mu Hua like this, the Madam sighed, "I'll listen to you, but if the palace doesn't allow bringing someone, she can't go."
"I'll have a way then," Mu Hua said confidently.
Mu Anxiao suddenly had a bad premonition.
Then, Mu Yanxing cautiously glanced at Mu Anxiao and said nothing.
The Madam smiled faintly and looked at Qiu Yan again, saying, "Have your servants wait at our mansion's entrance. As soon as I have any news, I will notify him, and then you can come with the betrothal gifts."
Qiu Yan smiled when he heard the Madam's compromise, "Thank you, Madam."
"You've been with my daughter for so long, and if this continues, you'll ruin my daughter's reputation," the Madam spoke harshly.
Qiu Yan was not angry and smiled, "Understood, Madam."
"Let's go," the Madam waved her hand.
Qiu Yan nodded, looked at the servants who had stood up, and said, "This task is for you."
"Yes." The servant agreed and left with Qiu Yan.
After Qiu Yan and the servant left, the Madam shifted her gaze entirely to Mu Anxiao's face, "If you can enter the palace, you are not allowed to cause trouble for me then."
"Madam, you should say this to..." Mu Anxiao glanced at Mu Hua, "Tell her."
"If you have the guts, say it again." Mu Hua was unconvinced.
Mu Anxiao pursed her lips.
The Madam said nothing, gave Mu Yanxing a look, and then turned to leave first.
Mu Yanxing understood the Madam's intention and said, "Mu Xiao, Mother says you should walk back by yourself, and remember to wear a veil." After saying this, she left.
Mu Anxiao curled her lips and looked at Mu Hua, who was glaring at her, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"You'll see," Mu Hua pointed at Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao casually said, "Do you really not want your Shen Ge anymore?"
Mu Hua's expression did not change at all, and she said, "Compared to Shen Ge, killing you is more important." After saying this, she left.
Mu Anxiao stood there, speechless.
A moment later.
Feng Qishi and Jia, after confirming they had left, came to Mu Anxiao's side together.
Mu Anxiao: "I heard it." She saw the blue light on their ears.
Jia saw this and withdrew the spell.
Feng Qishi: "You really intend to enter the palace as her servant?" He remembered Jia's words, so he became worried about Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao looked up at Feng Qishi and sighed, "Otherwise, this is the only chance."
"If it doesn't work, what do you plan to do?" Jia asked.
Mu Anxiao had not thought about this question, so when Jia asked abruptly, she suddenly felt uncertain, "Your question seems to hit the nail on the head."
"As far as I know, women selected as concubines are not allowed to bring servants, because the palace already has servants. If you ask me," Jia said with a firm gaze, "If you consider this your opportunity, it might not be very appropriate."
"What you said makes sense." Mu Anxiao nodded, resting her chin, "Then what should I do? I must enter the palace." After saying this, she began to think of a solution on her own.
Jia looked up at Mu Anxiao's thoughtful expression, unsure what to say.
Conversely, Feng Qishi still looked at Mu Anxiao calmly and said, "I can help you." He cleared his throat.
"You help me?"
From the moment Mu Anxiao met Feng Qishi again, he had rarely given her a good look. Moreover, he had always prioritized his brothers.
Therefore, she had not planned to ask Feng Qishi for help.
Thus, hearing him say this now, she was surprised and disbelieving.
Feng Qishi said calmly, "Yes, I'll help you, but only if you don't become her servant."
"You said it." Mu Anxiao pointed at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi lowered his head to look at Mu Anxiao's injured finger, his eyes sinking, and asked, "Does it hurt?" He reached out.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao quickly took a half-step back, lowered her finger, and said, "I don't need your concern."
"I'm not concerned about you, I'm just asking if it hurts?"
"It hurts," Mu Anxiao replied promptly, glancing at Feng Qishi's withdrawn hand, and said, "Can you use healing magic to treat my injury?"
"..." Feng Qishi's eyes flashed, and he said, "No."
"Why?" Mu Anxiao was unhappy.
Feng Qishi said coldly, "No reason. Since you are in the mortal world, you should be a mortal. If they see your wound suddenly healed when they return, aren't you afraid," he said, "they will regard you as a monster? Then, let alone your demon soul, you won't even be able to enter the palace."
"..." Mu Anxiao was speechless.
"So, just leave it as it is." Feng Qishi gestured up and down at her and turned to leave.
Mu Anxiao lowered her head to look at her injury and suddenly didn't know what to say.
Jia glanced at Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi and said nothing.
An hour later.
Mu Anxiao stopped, panting, outside the back door of the Mu Mansion.
Jia stood beside her, looking up at her hesitant expression, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao looked down at Jia, hesitated for a moment, and whispered, "I suddenly thought of a problem."
"What problem?"
"If I really become Mu Hua's servant, won't I lose my freedom? This way," Mu Anxiao became serious, "how can I complete the mission?"
".." Jia shook his head.
"What do you mean?" Mu Anxiao was confused.
Jia smiled, "I don't know what to say."
"Stupid." Mu Anxiao spat out a word and turned back. Just as she was about to step forward, Feng Qishi opened the door. She was startled: "Why is it you?"
Feng Qishi had returned earlier than them. According to the time, he should have been in the reception hall by now, so she was startled the moment she saw him.
Feng Qishi glanced to both sides as if to avoid suspicion and said, "King Jin is here."
"..." Mu Anxiao was stunned.
Feng Qishi: "They are all in the reception hall now, be careful." He looked serious.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi's cautious expression, and then thought about his behavior of abandoning her and riding back, she suppressed her anger and asked, "Did you sense my presence?"
"Yes, anyway, be careful later." Feng Qishi became completely cautious.
Mu Anxiao was puzzled, "What's wrong with you? I feel like something is off about you." She stared intently at Feng Qishi's face.
Feng Qishi tutted, but still said, "Mu Hua is slandering you."
"What?" Mu Anxiao was shocked and suddenly felt like her life was about to end.
Feng Qishi: "Anyway, be careful. Answer whatever King Jin asks you, and don't say anything out of turn." After saying this, he turned and left.
Mu Anxiao blinked her eyes, looked down at Jia, and asked in confusion, "Do you understand?"
Jia shook his head.
Mu Anxiao: "I don't understand either."
"I think we should go in and take a look," Jia suggested.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao nodded. Just as she took a step, Jia suddenly cried out in pain and crouched down.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao exclaimed, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's demonic art." Jia hugged his head.
When Mu Anxiao heard this, her eyes widened and she said, "Could it be that the demon soul has also come?"
Jia: "I don't know, but this kind of demonic art stimulates me greatly and makes me very uncomfortable." He staggered to his feet and continued, "This time, I can only rely on you." After saying this, he vanished into the ground.
Mu Anxiao looked down at the rising dust, her eyes sinking, and she felt fear.
However, since things had already happened, she could not give up. Thus, she took a deep breath, stepped over the threshold, and walked in.
As usual, Mu Anxiao walked step by step on the road to the reception hall. Along the way, the servants dodged her as if she were a plague god.
However, Mu Anxiao did not pay attention to their reactions and continued forward.