27 Now I can also kill people!

Since that day, Mu Mansion has become calm. Master Mu is busy taking care of his shops. The second lady also stays quietly in the yard, but she doesn't go to the county seat as often as before to get acquainted with Mrs. County Cheng.

Aunt Man also rarely came out because she was a concubine with Mu Miao.

Other people are comfortable with such a calm life, but Mu Xian does not let them go well.

It was still drizzling outside this day. Mu Xilan looked at the mountains not far away and became more and more anxious to leave this gloomy city and get to the capital quickly.

When he was meditating, the running sound of horses' hoofs sounded in his ear and he couldn't help turning back. "Nan Xiao, you went to the front yard to have a look. Let's see if the eldest brother is back."

In her memory, Prince Jing'an came to the southwest with 200,000 soldiers and horses in March. I'm afraid that Prince Jing'an will definitely make a quick decision because he doesn't like rainy weather. Now three months have passed, and the chaos in the southwest should have subsided.

Mu Xiran couldn't help thinking of Qin Yu, the only man in the Sheng Dynasty who was awarded the title of prince with his record. He met very unpleasantly several times in this life. Only for the last time, the two were not angry, but just hurriedly contacted each other.

The warm palm held his waist, and Mu Xian couldn't help trembling, as if he were standing beside him now.

Nanshi, who was coming out, did not see the red glow on Mu Xi's face and handed over the tea in her hand. "Miss, how about you taste the tea made by the maidservant?"

Mu Xilan suddenly came to his senses and glanced at the tea that kept spinning down in the teacup. His heart also sank for a moment, covering the throbbing that had sprouted in his heart just now, picked it up and took a gentle sip. The moist tea in his mouth slowly flowed down his throat, and then a burst of fragrance of tea remained in his mouth.

Nan Shi didn't see Mu Xian speak for a long time and couldn't see her look, so she asked again impatiently, "How's it going?"

"Are you pouring hot water directly into the teacup?" Mu Xian asked rhetorically.

Nan Shi nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I can learn from the young lady's movements little by little."

However, Mu Xian squeezed his lips and shook his head. "Lushan clouds can be filled with water like this, but loose tea leaves such as Huangshan Maofeng should put the teacup at one end of the teacup and inject water into the lid to leave it along the edge of the teacup, so that it is not easy to burn the tender leaves."

Nan Shi remembered Mu Xiran's words carefully, and then was slightly surprised, "Miss, how do you know?"

Mu Xi'an rolled her lips and smiled, "You will know when you read more books." After saying that, she was about to return to the house when she heard Nanxiao's urgent footsteps. She turned around again, "Is that right?"

"Well, what you said is right. Hearing those slaves and maidservants say that the war on the southwest border was over, the general thought that Master Mu was the son of Mufu and allowed him to come back to have a look. When the army rested, the young master went back to the capital with the soldiers. After saying that, Nan Xiao lowered his head with a dull face.

"Big brother should be happy to come back." How could Mu Xilan not understand Nan Xiao's thoughts?

Mu Qianrui's partial protection of the second lady and Mu Nianqing means that there is one more person in the Mu family who hates Mu Xi.

"Miss, are you pretending to be confused or deliberately asking the maidservant?" Nan Xiao said goodbye and sighed helplessly.

Mu Xian patted her on the shoulder, "It's a good thing for the eldest brother to come back. Let the eldest brother recognize the second lady's face as soon as possible, and the eldest brother can know my grievances as soon as possible. And the eldest brother will naturally feel guilty.

Nan Xiao's eyes lit up, "It seems that Miss has a way. It also made the maidservant worry for a while.

"Okay, let's go into the house." Mu Xilan stepped into the room and suddenly remembered something and told Nan Xiao, "Go and call Mother Liu. I have something to tell her."

In the evening of the same day, Mother Liu brought a bowl of soup from the kitchen and came to the lotus pond.

The lotus flowers in the lotus pond are blooming just right, and the lotus petals are like the delicate face of a woman, pure and flawless. Coupled with the continuous rain in Xiangcheng, those delicate petals are even more delicate and trembling under the breeze.

Mu Xiran took the soup and the temperature from the bowl instantly reached her hand. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Mother Liu."

"It is the old slave's responsibility to make the second lady and the second girl make up. The second girl is not going to be a slave. Mother Liu only said that Mu Xian went to send soup in person to please his wife.

Mu Xilan also followed her words and said, "M Mother Liu, go back quickly."

Wait for Mother Liu to leave, Mu Xi ran to go to the front yard in person with the soup. When she arrived at the door of the second lady's room, Mu Xi ran directly went in without knocking on the door, which made the second lady stunned and her face also showed a strong displeasure.

"What are you doing here?!"

Mu Xi ran the soup in front of the second lady. "I heard that my mother is not in good these days, and Xi ran wanted to serve her mother in person." He also lowered his head and blew into the bowl. "The temperature is just right. Mom, hurry up and drink it."

The second lady looked suspiciously at Mu Xiran's smiling face and felt that Mu Xiran would never come so kindly, so she pushed the soup bowl away. Mu Xiran staggered, and the soup bowl fell to the ground. There was also a black and blue water stain on the dress, which was extremely embarrassed.

"I don't dare to drink the soup you sent, for fear of being poisoned by you, and no one knows."

The second lady said this directly, and it can be heard that the second lady is a little irritable.

Mu XiRAN bit his lip aggrievedly, and the tears in his eyes kept spinning.

"How can mother say that? Even if my mother was the main room and my mother was a concubine, my mother was a sister to my mother. What's more, the concubine died unexpectedly, and her father was angry. It was her mother who took the blame for her mother.

"What are you talking about?" The second lady suddenly stood up and looked at the delicate woman in front of her in disbelief.

Mu Xi ran saw the appearance of the second lady and knelt on the ground in horror, and just knelt on the soup bowl that had just been knocked over, "Mother! What Xi Ran said... is all true. Xi Ran does not ask her mother to tell the truth of that year. She just hopes that her mother can treat Xi Ran like her own daughter... Xi Ran is enough.

The pain from the calf made Mu Xilan's forehead with dense sweat beads, and the sharp pain at this time was far worse than the pain before his death.