Argument

Under Gu Huaizhi's tightly furrowed brows, his pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes kept scanning the tree in front of him.

Gu Ji ran to Gu Huai, panting, and looked at the big tree covered with red brocade in confusion: "Master, what are you looking at?"

Just now, the young master suddenly turned over and got off the horse, and he almost didn't react.

Gu Huaizhi's eyes wandered over the red silk threads swaying in the wind. The more he searched, the more anxious he became. After a long while, he spoke: "Gu Ji, help me look for it."

The red silk had only been hung up for two days, and he had deliberately made a mark on it, but now he couldn't find it.

Could it be that it was blown to the ground by the wind again?

Gu Ji was puzzled at first, then he exclaimed in surprise: "Sir, you didn't hang paper on the tree too?"

He really couldn't believe that his son actually believed such a ridiculous thing and made a wish to a tree.

Gu Huaizhi glanced at Gu Ji calmly and said, "What's there to be surprised about?"

It's just a thought. Since everyone else has died, he can die too. There's nothing shameful about it.

Gu Ji's mouth was opened so wide that it seemed like it could swallow a fist. His young master was really different from before.

Moreover, this change is not ordinary.

Gu Ji cast his eyes towards the big tree covered with red silk, and shook his head in embarrassment: "Sir, there are so many, where should I start looking?"

Besides, the young master has already been hanged, why are you still looking for it?

Gu Huaizhi's eyes fixed, and he finally caught a glimpse of the two red ribbons that he had tied together tightly.

The second note was written after he saw another man and girl being affectionate with each other.

At that time, he couldn't think of any flowery verses, so he just wrote their names.

Gu Huaizhi's lips curled up into a smile, and then he glanced at Gu Ji with disdain: "Okay, stop looking, there's no need for you to look for it."

His pace unconsciously became lighter, and his tone became more relaxed: "Let's go back home."

He thought to himself that it would be better to have a checkup every once in a while in the future.

*

The next day.

Mu Jingrui stared at his twin sisters with his bottomless black eyes.

After a while, a strange arc appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Sister, why are you so worried?"

Mu Jingyue glanced at Mu Jingrui who was fiddling with the strange toy again and complained, "You gave me that thing and let others get it for free."

Something must have happened between Mu An Ning and Prince Gu that night.

Unfortunately, she made a wedding dress for someone else and sprained her ankle.

Mu Jingrui's expression changed slightly, and the darkness in his eyes seemed to be shrouded by a haze: "Who?"

Mu Jingyue glared at his brother unhappily, then slowly walked over to him and sat down: "Who else could it be?"

She pointed at the box in front of Mu Jingrui with disgust and frowned, "Put those bugs away from you."

Her younger brother was always messing around with things she couldn't understand, and because Xu was ill some time ago, he moved to another courtyard for a few days, and then he brought back some disgusting insects.

Upon hearing this, Mu Jingrui did as he was told without any complaints.

Besides Mu Jingyue, the only one who went to Lingyin Temple with Xu yesterday was Mu Anning.

Mu Jingrui's smile was gentle. If you ignored the darkness in his eyes, he looked extremely harmless: "Sister, why worry? I said I will always help you."

Whatever his sister wants, he will do his best to satisfy her.

He could let his sister be treated as a legitimate daughter in the Xu family and fight for honor and power for her, or he could eliminate without hesitation all those who made his sister unhappy.

He would never allow anyone to hurt his sister.

*

Mu An Ning sat quietly in front of the dressing table, her thoughts wandering through the nightmare she had this morning.

It's not that scary, but it's weird and strange.

In the dream, Mu Wan'er had black hair and said nothing, as if she had become a completely different person. Her eyes were as deep as a whirlpool, revealing unspeakable hatred.

The look was exactly the same as what she had dreamed of herself.

"Miss." Baoqin called softly, interrupting her thoughts: "The old lady sent someone to call you over."

Mu An Ning came back to his senses from his thoughts, took a deep breath and slowly stood up.

Maybe she was too suspicious and always took dreams too seriously, which might not be a good thing.

*

In the main hall, Madam Mu took a sip of tea and looked at her granddaughter sitting beside her: "An Ning, I heard that you often go to the Su family's girl's clinic recently."

Mu An Ning raised his eyes and glanced at his grandmother's solemn expression. His heart couldn't help but tense up and he nodded slightly.

She knew very well that her grandmother's sharp eyes could not hide her every move, but she did not expect that her grandmother would know it in just a few days.

"Are you still thinking about studying medicine?" Madam Mu narrowed her eyes and continued with a slightly gloomy face, "I have long taught you that the most important thing in a woman's life is to marry a good man."

Mu An Ning lowered her sad eyes. She had heard these words countless times, and each time it was like a sharp blade piercing her heart.

In the past, she had never thought of resisting, but now she felt the resistance rising in her heart.

She was silent for a moment, her thoughts racing, possibilities flooding her mind.

She was about to speak, but she heard her grandmother continue: "But now the world is changing..."

Madam Mu looked at her granddaughter's lost expression, with a hint of deep thought in her eyes: "Then you should try to learn it."

Mu An Ning raised his eyes in disbelief, looking at his grandmother's old face with a slight smile on it. The loss in his eyes was gradually replaced by a hint of surprise.

I thought my grandmother would continue to dissuade me, but unexpectedly she agreed.

In the past, my grandmother even had to be very careful when buying medical books, for fear of being discovered by her grandmother.

Now, why did my grandmother suddenly give in?

Madam Mu slowly put down her teacup and suddenly changed the subject: "After spending the past few days with him, what do you think of the young master of the Tan family?"

Mu An Ning was startled, with a hint of difficult-to-detect complex emotions in her tone: "My granddaughter thinks that Mr. Tan is quite good."

Tan Wenhuai and the Su family are cousins.

She seemed to understand why her grandmother suddenly relented and agreed to let her go to Sister Su's clinic.

Old Madam Mu's eyes stayed on Mu An Ning for a moment and she nodded with satisfaction.

She was just asking symbolically. In her eyes, Mu An Ning's thoughts were actually never important.

Madam Mu smiled lovingly, looking at her granddaughter tenderly, with a hint of concern in her tone: "Will you go to the hospital today?"

Mu An Ning pursed her lips slightly and replied, "Yes."

After staying in Lingyin Temple for two days, she should go to the clinic today.

Even though Sister Su said it was okay, she still felt a little guilty.

What made her feel even more guilty was that it was only the beginning of the month and Sister Su had asked the accountant to pay her her salary.

Madam Mu nodded thoughtfully, her eyes swept across her granddaughter's head which was only wearing a hairpin, and a barely perceptible dissatisfaction emerged on her face.

"It's not good for a girl to be too plain. I'll ask your mother to buy you some more jewelry." Madam Mu paused, and a gentle smile appeared on her face again. "It's time to prepare some dowry for you."

Although Mu An Ning is an adopted daughter, she still has to put in some effort to look after her.

In this way, her husband's family will be able to help the prince's family more in the future.

*

Inside the carriage, Baoqin's eyes sparkled with excitement: "Miss, does the old lady really agree that you can study medicine?"

She was very happy for her young lady from the bottom of her heart. From now on, her young lady could finally go to Miss Su's clinic openly.

Mu An Ning looked quietly at the bustling streets outside the window and nodded softly.

She was happy, but also felt complicated.

Suddenly, there was a quarrel outside the window. Mu An Ning came back to his senses, looked towards the source of the sound, and couldn't help but frowned.

The child next to the man is...Fang Ziweng?

She inexplicably felt something was wrong, so she signaled Baoqin to ask the coachman to stop the carriage, then she slowly got off the carriage and walked towards that place.

The sound of the argument gradually reached her ears——

"No matter what, hitting someone is wrong. You have to apologize to him."

"Why not? Who let him be the first to take the lead and pretend to be diligent and studious all day long?"

Mu An Ning paused for a moment, vaguely hearing the commotion behind the argument, and then slowly walked to Fang Ziweng's side.

Her eyes fell on Fang Ziweng's bruised face. The bruises were clearly visible and heartbreaking.

Her clear and graceful voice became a little heavier: "Whose children are you from?"

Which child dares to bully others like this?

For a moment, the attention of the people who were arguing was drawn over and their eyes were focused on Mu An Ning.

Fang Ziweng was the first to react, his eyes widened: "Sister An Ning..."

Mu An Ning lowered his eyes and nodded, then noticed the man protecting Fang Ziweng.

It turned out to be Tan Wenhuai.

When Tan Wenhuai heard Fang Ziweng calling him like that, he turned around in surprise. He had no idea that this child actually knew Mu Anning.

The leading child, who looked no more than ten years old, mocked the three children behind him fearlessly, "Look, here comes another nosy person."

Mu An Ning always felt that this chubby child looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was for a moment.

The child raised his eyebrows provocatively and said arrogantly: "I advise you not to mess with me. My father is the Protector of the Country."

Mu An Ning's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he immediately remembered that this was Liu Qingyue's younger brother.

The legitimate son of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion who was held in the palm of one's hand for fear of dropping him, and held in the mouth for fear of melting him.

Mu An Ning's eyes darkened, and a wave of disgust surged in his heart: "Does your father know that you bully people like this outside?"

There is no noble family that does not care about reputation.

Young Master Liu hesitated for a moment, but finally replied, "Of course!"

Mu An Ning lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Have you heard of the Dali Temple?"

Young Master Liu's arrogant look froze. He had naturally heard of that place where people were eaten without leaving any bones behind.

Mu An Ning sensed a hint of fear in his eyes and said slowly, "Your father is the Duke of the Protectorate, but my brother is the Junior Official of the Dali Temple. If you don't apologize to him, then we can go to the Dali Temple for a confrontation."

Young Master Liu was only panicked for a moment, and then he changed his arrogant expression: "You have no basis, why should I believe you?"

Tan Wenhuai spoke up at the right time and agreed: "I, I can testify."

Now that Mu An Ning is here too, he feels inexplicably more confident.

A child behind Young Master Liu said weakly, "Brother Liu, I don't think what they said is false."

Another child followed suit.

Young Master Liu was gradually convinced and glared at the three men, especially Fang Ziweng: "I will apologize to you, okay?"

Having said that, he gritted his teeth and walked away with the children.

After they left, Mu An Ning lowered his eyes and looked at Fang Ziweng: "Ziweng, are they your classmates in school?"

Fang Ziweng felt a little embarrassed, but in the end he still frowned and hummed.

Mu An Ning sighed softly. No wonder Fang Ziweng pretended to be sick and didn't want to go to school.

But this move is only a temporary solution and I don't think they will let him off easily in the future. We need to consider other methods.

She touched Fang Ziweng's head, and immediately a sincere smile appeared on her lips: "Thank you very much for today, Mr. Tan."

It was thanks to him that Fang Ziweng was protected.

The rest of the people on the street were indifferent to the matter and few were as kind-hearted as Tan Wenhuai.

Tan Wenhuai's eyes flickered, and his handsome face became even redder under the scorching sun: "An, An Ning, you don't have to be so polite."

Little did they know that while the two were talking, the young man on horseback not far away tightened the reins.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves stopping behind him, Mu An Ning, who was shrouded in shadow, frowned and turned around.

She saw a scarlet figure nimbly leap off the horse, and without waiting for her to react, he pulled her aside without saying a word.

"Aning, you can't like him."