Chapter 12: Miss Mu might as well bring a bag of red flowers

As soon as Mu Xingchen went up, he saw four people there, three women wearing blue, orange and green, surrounding a woman in white.

Mu Xingchen's gaze was unconsciously attracted to the woman in white. Looking from behind, the woman in white was very plain, wearing only a black jade hairpin on her body. The fabric of her clothes was also plain and without a single pattern or embroidery.

"Ding ding ding!" She was playing a zither in her hand, the sound of the zither lingering, the aftertaste was indifferent, as if she had no desire for any worldly things, but the strange thing was that this indifferent sound of the zither seemed to hide a bit of desolate sadness.

This kind of depression is not just a casual one, but carries with it a sharp and murderous aura.

Mu Xingchen raised her eyebrows, she seemed a little curious about the person in front of her.

The blue-dressed woman beside him covered her mouth and laughed, "Sister Mofei, this harp is pretty good, but it's not as good as the Yingfeng that Prince Yan gave you."

The orange-dressed woman took over the conversation and jokingly said, "Sister Chen, how can the things here compare to what Prince Yan gave you? It's just that you cherish them and never use the things Prince Yan gave you."

She looked at the zither in Mo Fei's hand and said with some regret, "But in my opinion, things are just things. No matter how valuable they are, they are only used by people. Just like the Zhuifeng, it's just there to be put away. Sister Mo Fei, there's no need to be reluctant to part with it."

The woman in white stroked the piano silently without saying a word.

Mu Xingchen's lips curled slightly, and he communicated with Xiao Qi in his heart: "Such a beautiful woman with a calm temperament, but with a sharp edge, that man is not worthy of her."

Xiao Qi asked doubtfully, "Didn't you praise Prince Yan for being young and promising before?"

Mu Xingchen immediately denied it, "A man's career and love life can't be confused. He may have a promising future and a successful career, but that doesn't stop him from being affectionate. And those so-called strengths he possesses, including money and status, have nothing to do with women."

Mu Xingchen walked up, and the other three women turned their heads when they heard the noise. The moment they saw Mu Xingchen, the smiles on their faces froze at the corners of their mouths.

"What are you doing here?" The woman in green frowned in confusion. "Are you here to cause trouble? Or are you here to see Prince Yan?"

Several people looked at each other, with strange expressions on their faces.

The orange-dressed woman first glanced at Mo Fei's expression, and when she found that she was calm, she breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to Mu Xingchen and asked, "I heard that you had previously proposed to break off the engagement with Prince Yan, and now you regret it? But you've come to the wrong place. Prince Yan isn't here."

"Sister Mo Fei, how about we go?" Another woman in blue who looked quite timid spoke up. They were all ordered by their families to come and please Mo Fei. No one wanted to make a big fuss, let alone fight. What's more, even if Mu Xingchen had no cultivation, she was still the daughter of the emperor's teacher of the current dynasty.

Mo Fei was still stroking the zither in his hand. She leaned slightly to the side and said in a calm tone, "Miss Mu, are you here to see me?"

Although it was a question, it was said in an affirmative tone and hit the nail on the head.

Mu Xingchen took a step forward, and asked with a slight smile: "Is it convenient?"

Mo Fei hooked the strings in his hand, and a heavy low note resounded throughout the building.

She turned around and looked at Mu Xingchen, her brows without any fluctuation. After a while, she opened her lips slightly and said, "Please."

The other three girls looked at each other in bewilderment. What... was going on? Could it be that the wife was deliberately trying to embarrass the concubine? But Mu Xingchen had never dared to do such a thing before. Besides, even if a wife without cultivation were to marry, how much real power would she have?

Mu Xingchen looked at Mo Fei in front of him. No wonder everyone in Kyoto said she was stunning. It was not only her temperament and appearance that were unique, but she probably also had a brilliant mind.

In the side room, the aroma of incense slowly rose. Mu Xingchen and Mo Fei sat opposite each other, neither of them spoke.

After a while, Mo Fei poured the brewed tea to Mu Xingchen.

Mu Xingchen took the tea and said with a smile, "I prefer drinking wine to tea."

Mo Fei paused, she put down the tea, looked at Mu Xingchen, and then said lightly: "I'm pregnant and can't drink."

Mu Xingchen raised her eyebrows. Pregnant?

"Don't you know that, that's why you're testing me on purpose?" Mo Fei said with a look of sarcasm and amusement on his face.

Mu Xingchen lazily lay on the soft chair behind him and said indifferently: "I don't know, I just think that the girl is like me and prefers wine to tea. A girl who has returned from the battlefield should not be a fragile person."

Mo Fei stroked the teacup, and the last scene on the battlefield unconsciously emerged in her mind. She suddenly laughed out loud: "Miss Mu, it seems different."

I still remember when I first met her, she was very timid. She didn't do anything, but she seemed scared.

"Do you know me well? How do you know which me is the real me?" Mu Xingchen asked back.

Mo Fei was speechless. She smiled and said, "Miss Mu is right. So what is it that Miss Mu wants to see me about today?"

Mu Xingchen did not answer, but asked: "Is the maid outside the door Miss Mo's person?" She just noticed that the maid following her had a very high level of cultivation, at least at the Huafengjing level.

There is probably no other maid in the whole Kyoto who can reach the level of Huafengjing. After all, Mu Lin and Mu Qingtian, the pride of heaven who were cultivated by the Mu family with countless treasures, are only at the Huafeng realm now.

Mo Fei took a sip of tea and said calmly, "She's mine, Miss Mu. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Mu Xingchen also picked up the dried tea and took a sip. The moment the tea entered his mouth, it felt like eating Coptis chinensis. The bitter taste rushed straight to his head, causing an extremely irritating sensation.

Mu Xingchen put down the tea and silently looked at the tea leaves in the water. After a while, she raised her head and asked in a deep voice, "Can Miss Mo drink such bitter tea?"

Mo Fei lowered her eyes, picked up the teacup and took another sip. The bitterness of the tea spread in her mouth, making her feel at ease. Compared to the bitterness of living, the bitterness in her mouth was nothing.

It took her a long time to answer Mu Xingchen's question. Her face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and her tone was calm.

"Even if you can't drink it, you have to drink it."

Mu Xingchen's lips curled up in a charming arc. She picked up the gold-thread flower teacup in her hand and looked at it carefully, saying: "Since you don't like it, why don't I help you, young lady? For example, change this teacup. After the teacup is changed, the tea leaves can naturally be replaced with new ones. There are thousands of teacups in the world. If you don't like it, why not just throw it away?" After she finished speaking, with a "bang", the teacup in her hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Miss! Are you okay?" the maid outside the door asked anxiously, and was about to push the door open.

"Don't come in, it's okay." Mo Fei responded coldly without turning his head.

Mu Xingchen raised an eyebrow. "Maidens are still calling each other Miss?" That's interesting.

"What do you think of what I said, Miss Mo...?"

Perhaps she understood her hidden meaning, and her eyes darkened: "Miss Mu was joking just now?"

Mu Xingchen sat up and leaned forward, staring into her eyes with a smile on his face. "Of course not. It's common knowledge that I adore Prince Yan, but you are his beloved. I don't want to see you stay with him. And since you also find the tea unpalatable, why don't I help you?"

Mo Fei frowned slightly, and suddenly, she smiled, and this smile caused some turbulence in her eyes.

This smile immediately made Mu Xingchen feel that when a beauty is angry, it is not just a matter of blowing away the wind, but blood will flow for thousands of miles.

Such a murderous aura.

The smile on Mo Fei's lips deepened, and the scrutiny in her eyes became more complicated. She slowly said, "Miss Mu's actions have angered Prince Yan. What should we do?"

Mu Xingchen lay back lazily and said indifferently, "That's not something the girl should care about." After that, she took a sip of the bitter tea brewed by Mo Fei. No, it was too bitter. Mu Xingchen put down the teacup calmly.

Mo Fei stood up, his brows tinged with frost, and said in a cold voice: "In that case, tomorrow at the same time, same place, Miss Mu might as well bring a bag of red flowers."

After saying that, she turned around, took two steps, paused, and said in a friendly tone, "But, Miss Mu, I want to remind you that if you don't do this, you might lose your life. It's up to you to decide whether to come or not."

After saying that, Mo Fei opened the door and left.

Mu Xingchen looked at the woman walking away and narrowed his eyes. "Who is this person? When she smiled just now, she exuded a bit of evil spirit for no reason. This is the kind of person who has been exposed to blood for many years. She was picked up on the battlefield. She is not a soldier's family, but she doesn't look like an ordinary soldier either... Besides, she mentioned Honghua... I didn't say I would abort her child."

Mu Xingchen's smile deepened: "Oh, I wanted to use her, but I didn't expect to be used by her."

Xiao Qi also sighed, "Oh my god, the rumored favorite of Prince Yan is actually this type! I thought it was a soft and boneless little lotus, this is too charming. But Xingchen, are you really going to buy her red flowers?"

Mu Xingchen closed her eyes and carefully smelled the incense Mo Fei had just lit. "This is ebony agarwood, the best incense to mask the smell of blood. Because of its strong fragrance, it's rarely used by women in the boudoir. It's also not good for pregnant women." Mu Xingchen smiled. "It seems my presence has been a blessing in disguise for her. She's so decisive, like someone giving orders on the battlefield."

Xiao Qi: "It seems that they are taking advantage of each other. This is also good, as it means neither of them owes anything. But Xingchen, how did you originally plan to provoke Prince Yan?"

Mu Xingchen answered without hesitation: "Kidnapping. If he doesn't put me in jail, I won't return me to him."

Xiao Qi said excitedly, "Isn't this a melodramatic scene straight out of a picture book? The wife gets jealous of the concubine and kidnaps her and sells her off. But usually, it's the vicious female supporting character who does this. Wow, Xingchen, you've leveled up! You're so vicious."

Mu Xingchen was speechless. "Xiao Qi, don't let your bloody plots fool you. I kidnapped her because I had no choice, and I will definitely return her intact. You should say that I am a fairy, a kind, beautiful and wise fairy."

Xiao Qi: “…” It’s better to pretend she didn’t say it.

Not far from the door, Xiao Li said worriedly, "Miss, do you really want to do this?" She had just heard it all outside the door.

Mo Fei touched her belly and said, "Anyway, I don't want it." A trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.

Xiao Li's eyes were red as she said, "In the past, you were... you would never suffer such an injustice."

Mo Fei curled the corners of his lips and looked at the sky: "Let's go back. The weather is about to change. We have to take advantage of the east wind."

late at night.

Xu Cen reported to Li Jing in detail what Mu Xingchen had done today. When Xu Cen mentioned that she had gone to see Mo Fei, Li Jing frowned and interrupted him.

"She went to see Li Yan's concubine?"

"Yes." Xu Cen was sweating profusely, thinking that Miss Mu had become their master's woman, but she still had feelings for Prince Yan. She was trying to do two things at once.

Li Jing's frown deepened, "What did they say?"

Xu Cen pursed his lips and said, "I didn't hear anything. There was a maid guarding the door. She was quite skilled. I didn't dare to get too close to her for fear of alerting her."

A hint of coldness flashed in Li Jing's eyes: "I'm going to Sanjian Cliff tonight, you continue to watch."

"yes."

On the second day, Mu Xingchen went to a pharmacy wearing a veil. This pharmacy was the largest in Kyoto, with people coming and going, and it was extremely lively.

Mu Xingchen pushed his way through the crowd, then found the medicine boy who was dispensing medicine and shouted, "I want to buy some medicine."

The medicine boy didn't even turn his head: "Queue up, queue up."

Looking back, the long line has already stretched outside...

She took out a silver ingot and dropped it on the counter, making a "dong" sound.

The medicine boy turned around and saw the silver, his eyes instantly lit up. He picked up the silver, weighed it, and asked enthusiastically, "Sir, what medicine do you want?"

Mu Xingchen approached the medicine boy and whispered, "I want to ask, is there any better abortion medicine? One that won't hurt a woman's body?"

A hint of surprise flashed in the medicine boy's eyes. He glanced at Mu Xingchen's belly, then made a look of understanding on his face. He leaned close to her ear and lowered his voice, "Yes." After saying that, he looked at Mu Xingchen's clothes and hesitated, "But it's very expensive."

"How much?" Mu Xingchen asked.

The medicine boy shook his head and said, "Girl, our best abortion medicine is made by an intermediate-level pharmacist. You should know...it can't be bought with money."

Mu Xingchen understood. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "How many spirit stones?"

The medicine boy cleared his throat, then leaned closer and said, "Ten low-grade spirit stones."

Mu Xingchen took out a bulging purse from his waist without hesitation and gave it to him, "Count it!"

The medicine boy received the spirit stone and his eyes lit up: "Yes!"

After counting the spirit stones, he turned around to get the medicine. After a while, he handed the medicine to Mu Xingchen and whispered, "Miss, please keep it."

Mu Xingchen got the medicine and leaned close to the medicine boy's ear to ask, "What's the news about the customer buying medicine in your store..."

The medicine boy understood instantly: "Don't worry, young lady. We are the largest medicine shop in Kyoto. The news of buying medicine will never be leaked."

Mu Xingchen nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go."

The medicine boy smiled and said to the guest: "Goodbye, young lady."

After Mu Xingchen left, the medicine boy shook his head. It seemed like another girl had encountered a beast. She had to buy medicine in person. Sigh...