Mu Yunhan only heard a "buzzing" sound in her ears. She was confused and imagining the terrible possibility, but she heard her own calm voice again.
"Does anyone know about this matter? How did my uncle handle it? Why did he come to me and lie about something happening at the Medicine Hall?"
Instead of telling Gu Fenglin directly, she wanted to know how much Master Mu Er knew.
Mr. Mu Er wiped away his tears and whispered: "Only me and a few servants know about your second aunt, but I didn't dare to let her know for fear of scaring her.
Now the yard has been sealed, and the relevant people are under guard to prevent them from talking nonsense.
I said there was something going on in the Medicinal Hall because I was afraid that more people would know about it and it would cause big trouble. After all, Alin is seriously injured now, and it won't be easy for you if the house is in such a mess."
Mu Yunhan breathed a vague sigh of relief: "That's fine. Now you go back and watch. I'll come back later."
She twisted the handkerchief herself and handed it to Mr. Mu Er: "Wipe your face clean, cover your eyes, drink a cup of hot tea, and don't let anyone see it.
The more times this happens, the less likely we are to be in chaos, otherwise the palace will tear us into pieces."
Mr. Mu Er nodded vigorously and covered his eyes with a handkerchief. He endured it again and again. When he couldn't hold it back, he shed tears again: "I'm useless. I can't do such a thing well. I didn't take good care of them. I'm sorry to my ancestors."
Zong, I’m sorry for my tribe, I’m sorry for those girls.”
Mu Yunhan patted him on the shoulder: "It's not your fault."
Mr. Mu Er choked and said, "Then who should be blamed?"
Mu Yunhan was silent, yes, then who should be blamed?
She had a terrible premonition, but she was unwilling and afraid to admit it.
Mu Yao died, but those other girls were so innocent.
But isn’t the person who did this not innocent?
He also didn't know what he was doing.
The strong guilt, fear, fear, helplessness and other emotions forced Mu Yunhan to tremble uncontrollably. She bit her lips and tried her best to steady herself.
Finally, Mr. Mu Er's mood became more stable, and he repeatedly warned: "Then I'll go back first. Come quickly, my second uncle can't hold it alone."
When the door closed and Mu Yunhan was the only one in the room, tears burst out and couldn't be wiped away.
But this is not the time to cry yet, there are people there who are impatient and waiting for her to deal with it.
She endured the pain, quickly changed her clothes, and quickly thought about how to deal with this matter.
Originally, those girls were raised in the Muhou Mansion and had almost no contact with their families. No one paid much attention to them whether they were dead or alive.
But since she took over, she has made some changes, allowing them to interact with their families and talk about family ties.
At this moment, this has become a particularly troublesome matter. Fortunately, the relationship between the two parties is weak and the exchanges are not very frequent.
Mu Yunhan was thinking about the aftermath, compensation, and confidentiality. She realized that she couldn't handle it properly by herself, and she needed a strong helper.
She hurriedly went to Mr. Gu's yard and explained everything clearly in a few words.
Mr. Gu was stunned and could not make a sound for a long time.
With trembling hands, he tried to take a sip of tea to calm down, but all the tea was spilled.
Mu Yunhan didn't expect that he was more impatient than her, and was quite disappointed: "I thought, maybe it was the red-skinned man who did it."
She was telling him and herself, but she still couldn't help but worry about Mu Ying's safety.