Upon seeing this, everyone immediately assumed that Nanzhi had stolen the old lady's things and quickly surrounded her.
Seeing Nanzhi surrounded by people, the old lady happily ran over and grabbed her hand.
The old woman made a false accusation out of thin air, saying, "You little girl, I kindly gave you buns to eat, and you are so ungrateful that you even stole my money. Come with me to the yamen."
The old woman spoke with such conviction that Nanzhi couldn't explain it, and everyone believed her words.
No one stopped them anymore, and the old lady, holding Nanzhi's hand, walked outside.
Nanzhi turned pale with fright. She kept gesturing to the others, but no one could understand her gestures.
She could only struggle and try to escape.
But the old lady was too strong, and she just grabbed Nanzhi and pulled her out.
The old lady took Nanzhi with her and left.
Only after the crowd dispersed did someone notice something lying on the ground.
The woman was illiterate and didn't know what was written on it. Just as she was about to ask someone, a large hand snatched the paper from her hand.
A gloomy voice came from behind.
"They are so pitiful. These women are just like him, especially since they can talk, which makes them even less interesting."
In the eyes of others, I always lost my reputation because of Nam Gyi.
You redeemed a telekinetic item from the system, and your hairpin fell out of the carriage through the partition.
The woman quickly pointed in a direction: "This way."
Mu Yao isn't a germaphobe; he's a clean man and would never touch.
The man, who was fully aware of the situation, led Cong Qi to the brothel and left through the front door.
Cute, she actually gave herself away.
Mu Yao was so frightened by my gaze that he stopped moving forward.
It's nothing, it just started. Is the power a little weak?
When Mu Yao saw the people retreating, his pupils contracted sharply.
I laughed, my eyes filled with malice and malice. "You hate me. From childhood to adulthood, I've always been weaker than you, and I've enjoyed all the honors."
The woman turned around and saw the man dressed in a long black robe, his dark hair flying. With just a pursed lip and a furrowed brow, a sharp killing intent enveloped his handsome face, making people want to stay away for no reason.
The woman did not recognize him, but thought that someone else was respectfully calling him "General Mu".
No guards blocked my way with their swords. Mu Yao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and watched intently as Nan Zhi untied the ropes binding Mu Yang, covered him with her clothes, and carried him out.
The man stared intently at Mu Yang, who was bound by ropes.
I found several bad women for Mu Yang, and I'm determined to humiliate Cong Qi in a bad way.
You bring Mu Yang down from the carriage.
Cong Qi shook his head, which was the answer.
The guard scoffed, "Whether he's a general or not, he's not even the Seventh Young Master."
The man closed the door before leaving.
Mu Yao was so angry that his heart clenched.
Later, Mu Yao sparred with Nan Zhi, and at that time the gap between the two was already very small. Now, it seems that the gap is even smaller.
Upon hearing those words, Mu Yang instinctively wanted to scream for help.
I tapped Mu Yang's face with my folding fan. "Do you know why you're targeting him?"
Nanzhi had someone find a carriage and carried Congqi out the front door.
Before the old lady led Mu Yang away from everyone's sight, her true colors were completely revealed.
You tear off the human skin mask from under your face, revealing this old and beautiful face.
Even if the old general didn't leave a will, and Nanzhi is still angry, she might still harm me.
My mind raced slowly, and I quickly stopped trying to explain: "Brother, if he misunderstood, you're here to rescue your sister-in-law."
The woman paused with her folding fan, turned around, and looked at Mu Yang, who was half-lying on the ground.
Looking at Cong Qi, I laughed even more wildly, "But now things are bad. You've caught him. You'll keep him in a brothel so that everyone knows that the young general's man is a prostitute who sleeps with anyone."
Outside the carriage, as soon as Nanzhi placed Muyang on the ground, you shrank to the side and kept your distance from me.
Actually, you only learned about the plot two hours later than your family, and you're always thinking about it on the fly.
Seventh, he is Namzhi's man.
Cute, just like that.
"Big mute, he's very handsome." The man's slender, jade-like hand stroked Cong Qi's face, his eyes full of calculation. "He said you sold him back to the brothel, do you think he'd fetch a bad price?"
Where exactly did the problem occur?
Which direction did you go?
It was a piece of paper with many words written on it, and it also had someone's seal on it.
How could it be Nam Gyi?!
Mu Yao smashed the flowerpot, and outside there was a series of crackling sounds as porcelain shattered.
Cong Qi found all the things Mu Yang lost, which is why I was able to find you by following the clues.
Nan Zhi stepped out of the room, hastily raising her white eyes, radiating a boundless killing intent.
That gap made Mu Yao grit his teeth.
"It's strange, the yamen is clearly located over here..."
The woman walked towards Cong Qi, and Mu Yang was so frightened that he shrank back.
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The door was opened from the inside.
Kung Fu is useless to those who are unintentional; eventually, you knocked off a hairpin.
Nanzhi realized that Muyang was not safe. Before thanking the woman, she put away the broken divorce papers and hurriedly led her people to chase after Muyang in the direction he had left.
I stood up, looked at the guard who had drawn his sword and was pointing it at me, and said sternly, "You coward! You are the Seventh Young Master Mu! How dare he treat you like that!"
The thought of Nanzhi's radiant face on this day filled Mu Yao with immense joy.
"Mu Yao, what exactly is he trying to do?"
As I was saying this, I tried to help Mu Yang up, but a moment later, Nan Zhi grabbed my collar and threw me away with ease.
After I finished speaking, I stood up straight and called to the person.
A woman picked it up.
"Sister-in-law, come to think of it, that was the first time you two met."
Mu Yao thought to himself with a mixture of schadenfreude and malice.
You led Mu Yang to a private room on the seventh floor.
Upon hearing the words "sister-in-law," Mu Yang's pupils trembled.
When did I arrive, and how much did I hear?
Where did you find it?
Watching you babble and coo, my eyes welled up with tears.
*
You throw the person to the ground and say to the woman standing by the window, fanning herself with a folding fan, "Master, I've brought her back."
Mu Yao curled his lips into a smile. "First, he discovered your secret with Jingmo."
Before the man smiled, he had already stopped caring about you.
I curled my lips into a smile. "Very bad. Let him go up."
You suddenly realized what had happened and quickly explained the whole story.
Cong Yong used a folding fan to lift Mu Yang's chin, and I sincerely exclaimed, "He is good-looking, quite to your liking, but it's a pity he's not a virgin yet."
As they arrived, one after another, they quietly lost their earrings, shoes, and the like.
Upon hearing this, Nan Zhi's eyes, which were as white as ink and bottomless water, seemed to be a deep pool where people could not find a place to breathe.
Cong Qi's hands were tied in front of him. He could only twist and turn, trying to get the hairpin under his head up.
Upon hearing this, Mu Yang turned pale with fright.
Nan Zhi's force was great; Cong Qi felt a tightness in his chest from the impact and actually coughed up blood.
But they all just stuff rags into their mouths, so you're not really talking.
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