Mrs. Meng sighed and shook her head slightly: "Do you think it's possible? Sansan's temperament is actually very similar to his father's. He goes straight forward and doesn't look back when he encounters the south wall."
Mu Yunhan couldn't help but feel sad: "Is there no other way?"
Mrs. Meng shed tears: "No more, I can't persuade you enough."
Mu Yunhan was silent for a long time, then stood up and thanked me: "Thank you for taking care of me in the past."
Mrs. Meng cried and helped her up and said: "I can't stop their men's affairs. We are old and we may die when. If possible, can you let Sansanyi go?"
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Mu Yunhan said very seriously: "Alin said that Meng Jia will be a very wealthy person in the future."
Mrs. Meng shook her head and sighed, silently weeping: "I can't control it anymore, I can't control it anymore, this is fate... After being rich all my life, it's time to pay off the debt..."
She walked out tremblingly.
Mu Yunhan quickly stopped her: "Get ready before leaving, otherwise you will gossip again if others see you."
The two helped each other pack up and walked out together.
Just as he was about to join Xiaomi and others, he saw a group of palace servants hurried over carrying food boxes and other items.
Somehow, Mrs. Meng stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.
A palace man next to him shouted, the food box fell to the ground, and hot soup and hot dishes splashed out, pouring towards Mrs. Meng.
Mu Yunhan said in his heart, the situation is coming!
Although she knew the danger was hidden, she couldn't just watch those hot soups and hot dishes fall on Mrs. Meng.
So he obeyed his original intention, stepped forward, picked up Mrs. Meng, and dodged to the side.
Mrs. Meng was fat, and the consequence of this fishy move was that both of them fell to the ground, knocking over several palace attendants.
Several palace ladies were shouting and squeezing next to each other, and they were huddled together in a pile, with soup and water splashing everywhere.
When the female officer on duty saw it, she rushed over to help and scolded the palace servants in a stern tone.
Xiaomi and Mrs. Meng's maid also rushed over to help.
Those who were cleaning up the soup bowls, those who were helping others, those who were scolding, those who were busy getting up, those who were crying, those who were scared, all were in a mess.
Mu Yunhan's muscles were tense, but his face looked anxious and guilty. He kept asking Mrs. Meng: "What do you think? Are there any injuries?"
Suddenly she heard the sound of wind behind her head and a scream. She turned around suddenly and saw Xiaomi tightly grasping the hand of the female officer on duty, and said sternly: "What are you doing? What is this?"
The female officer on duty was holding a silver cylindrical object about the thickness of a finger with a long needle in her hand. She had an innocent expression and threw the object to the ground: "What is this?"
Who put it in my hand?"
Rice punched her on the head and said coldly: "What are you pretending to be? I can see clearly that you just tried to use this thing to assassinate the priest's wife!"
Xiaomi shouted loudly: "Here comes someone, there is an assassin!"
Mu Yunhan bent down to pick up the cylindrical object, looking at the hollow needle and round tube, his eyes became cold.
Mrs. Gu’s hands are really long.
She was originally worried that Mrs. Gu would not have the chance to harm her, but when Mrs. Gu actually took action, she was particularly worried.
It seems that the rumors about the powerful priest family are not false.
After several years of management, there are many intricate connections. Not only in this palace, but also in many places there are hidden chess pieces.
If she and Gu Fenglin can't control it, it will be a very terrible thing.