After he went out, Jinxue gouged out Muyin again before leaving unwillingly.
Muyin thought Xia Qingran was leaving, but when the time came, he stood guard at the door and did not leave. Jinxue kept crying and making noise beside her, which made her dizzy.
This is simply a crybaby, okay?
"Damn it, uncle! Shut up, don't let me rest!" After Muyin yelled, Jinxue's voice gradually became quieter. It should be Xia Qingran comforting her?
At this time, Muyin called again, "Xing'er?"
After hearing her voice, Xing'er came in, covering her swollen cheeks, with tears still shining in her eyes: "Xiao, Miss, I have something to tell you."
Originally, she wanted Xing'er to drive them away, but when she saw her swollen face, she couldn't help but feel a little strange. She was surprised and asked doubtfully: "Who hit her?"
"Hey, back to Miss..." Xing'er pursed her lips in grievance, "I accidentally fell down when I was walking."
"Throw it?" Muyin snorted, "Go out, turn left, and smash the other face like this, then come back and see."
"Miss!" Xing'er was so frightened that she fell to her knees and began to tremble, "This slave is responsible for everything. I hope Miss will take a good rest and don't get angry over such a trivial matter and get hurt."
"A small thing?" Muyin frowned, and there was a hint of displeasure in his tone, "I'll give you a chance to either say it or become someone else's maid."
"Woo..." Xing'er raised her eyes and looked at Muyin eagerly. After meeting that sharp gaze, she shrank in fear, lowered her head, and stammered, "Miss, yes, it's Liu Xiaoji.
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"She lost her mind? Why did she hit you?"
"It's all my fault..." Xing'er's voice trailed off again.
Muyin shouted with an imposing manner, narrowed his eyes, and became even more displeased: "Say!"
Myolie was startled by the voice, and she knelt on the ground a little embarrassed: "Miss! Liu, Miss Liu said Miss Liu was wrong, so the servant said something back, so..."
"So, she just beat you up?" Muyin narrowed his eyes dangerously.
"Yes..." The voice was like a mosquito's hum, and Xing'er didn't dare to look directly at Muyin's appearance.
"You really think this is her territory. Do you think I'm easy to bully? Old Mu was so angry with me back then. Damn it, she's nothing!" Muyin said nothing and endured the pain before lifting the knife.
To open the quilt, you have to get out of bed.
Xing'er raised her head and saw this. She was so frightened that she immediately stood up and pushed Muyin back: "Miss! Your wound has not recovered yet. Don't go to the ground again. What if the wound opens again! What will happen to the scars in the future?
Let’s do it…”
Seeing Muyin's angry look, Xing'er was probably blaming herself. If she hadn't criticized her a few times, Liu Piaopiao wouldn't have hit herself.
If I hadn't told the lady myself, the lady wouldn't have gotten up and suspected that she wanted to settle a score with Liu Piaopiao. If the lady's wound collapsed again, then she would be a sinner for the ages! She would be uneasy for the rest of her life!
"Miss! This slave has a low life. Miss, don't get so angry that you can take a good rest..." Myolie held her down with tears in her eyes, for fear that she would get out of bed.
When Xing'er touched the wound, Muyin hissed again and fell back with bared teeth.
"Xia Qingran!" Muyin yelled impatiently, and lay hummingly on the bed, not wanting to touch the wound again.
Hearing the sound inside, Xia Qingran immediately pushed the door open and said anxiously: "But what's the matter? Is the wound painful? Do you want to call the doctor over?"
