Some were happy, some were sad. Two relatives had come to Mo Qingcheng's house—or more precisely, an old servant and a guard. Li Changgeng, Liu Cuihua, and others usually addressed Mo Qingcheng as "Madam," making many envious. Now, with two more arriving, it only fueled the envy of even more people.
Where there are women, there are conflicts; where there are women, there is silent warfare. It's said that conjunctivitis is contagious, and that's absolutely true.
Never underestimate a woman's envy, jealousy, and hatred. The next morning, for some reason, comments were flying everywhere. "Mo Niangzi's behavior is indecent; she picks up a man today, and another one comes knocking on her door tomorrow."
Liu Cuihua said that after this incident, she ate half a steamed bun, because only after eating her fill did she have the strength to confront the person.
"Mo family girl, why aren't you angry at all?"
"Sister-in-law, calm down. If a dog bites you, are you going to bite back? It's beneath you to argue with an animal, isn't it?" Mo Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, smiling ambiguously as she looked at Liu Cuihua: "Sister-in-law, you should change your temper."
Liu Cuihua glared angrily at Mo Qingcheng: "How can you be so careless? Those people are crazy, they're just bored and have nothing better to do. Humph! If I catch them, I'll tear their mouths apart!"
Bai Yueniang chuckled: "Sister-in-law, you're so imposing, be careful you don't have trouble finding a daughter-in-law, haha..."
“Little girl, how dare you make fun of your sister-in-law? Just wait, when you've done the betrothal and wedding rites, your sister-in-law will find you some fun… Hehe… Your sister-in-law is very good at this…” Liu Cuihua snorted, put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows and glared at Bai Yueniang.
Bai Yueniang raised an eyebrow: "Sister-in-law, I can't do anything with you, but don't you still have Sister Mo?"
"..." Liu Cuihua was speechless after being rebuked, and she was so angry that her teeth itched.
Mo Qingcheng chuckled, "That's so heartwarming..."
After dinner, Baili Fengyun and Master Cheng went to find Mo Qingcheng, both of them already fully immersed in their roles.
"Miss, these blueprints... are really hard to describe..." Old Master Cheng said with a hint of coquetry and whining.
Mo Qingcheng's cold eyes flashed: "What, is Old Man Jin planning to turn against us?"
"Miss, I'm innocent... I'm innocent..." Old Master Cheng looked at Mo Qingcheng with pleading eyes, his aggrieved little eyes looking adorable.
Mo Qingcheng looked up at the sky speechlessly. Whose master is this? Take him away quickly, this instructor doesn't know him.
Old Master Cheng was overjoyed to see that Mo Qingcheng hadn't immediately declared her innocence: "Miss... this old servant has almost forgotten his roots these past few years..."
I don't believe you for a second.
Mo Qingcheng tapped her fingers on the table intermittently. Old Master Cheng's hands were sweating nervously. It was all that stupid guard's fault. Wasn't he just setting people up for trouble?
It's over, my reputation is ruined...
As Mo Qingcheng was pondering how to revise a few drawings, Baili Fengyun anxiously spoke up from the side: "Master, are you planning to keep me idle for the rest of my life?"
Mo Qingcheng rolled her eyes. Support him for life? Bro, you're dreaming.
"I have my own arrangements. Rest for two days and then come to see me."
Baili Fengyun nodded, expressionless, stood up, and drifted away.
Master Cheng: "..."
The ship of friendship capsized so easily, I'll never talk to you again... Humph! Old Master Cheng snorted softly and turned his head away.
Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but chuckle, and slowly took out two blueprints: "Three days later..."
Old Cheng, quick as a flash, stuffed the blueprints into his pocket: "Miss, you should rest..."
"..." Mo Qingcheng, who was about to speak, touched her nose slowly and said, "As long as you're happy."
A gentle night breeze blew, and a small figure held a long sword, cold as ice, practicing swordplay step by step according to the simplified notation.
Mo Qingcheng felt deeply gratified, lost in thought...
Suddenly, a bird fluttered into the courtyard. A small figure touched the ground with its toes, and with a swift movement, a sword appeared: "Who?"
"come out!"
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