Mu Yunhan looked at the open window, touched his sore jaw, and squatted down silently with his arms folded.
She felt a sense of loneliness, being distrusted, abandoned, and isolated.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Mu Er, wearing clothes and holding a lamp, stood outside the window and frowned, "I thought I heard you talking to someone just now."
Mu Yunhan held back his tears, raised his hands to cover his chin, and squeezed out a smile: "It's nothing, Xuan Jin suddenly ran over just now. I let him in, and he made trouble again. I scolded him."
Mrs. Mu Er looked around suspiciously, then closed the window for her: "It's almost time to go to bed, don't stay up any longer."
"Okay, I squeezed the last few fragrant pills and went to sleep." Mu Yunhan leaned against the window, tears streaming down his face.
She wiped it off hard and said softly: "You were not so squeamish before, but now you are becoming more and more squeamish. You are not allowed to be like this!"
But the tears flowed more and more, and I felt more and more aggrieved.
Wiping away his tears, he called Xiaomi: "Go next door and ask him how he is?"
Xiaomi jumped neatly into the yard next door and came back after a while: "Uncle Gu said that Master Gu drank two more glasses of wine and became drunk. Now he has drunk the hangover soup and fallen asleep. He is watching.
, please don’t worry and go to bed early.”
Knowing that he was taken care of, Mu Yunhan fell asleep in anger.
The next morning, she was woken up by Mu Ying.
Mu Ying lay on her bedside and smiled: "Sister, get up quickly, there are several groups of guests coming."
When Mu Yunhan saw that the sun was already three o'clock in the sky, he was so frightened that he turned over and sat up: "Why didn't you call me earlier? There are a lot of things to do."
Mu Ying said: "Mom said you are tired and asked you to sleep more, otherwise you will be exhausted."
Xiaomi helped Mu Yunhan wash and dress, and said with a smile: "There are three groups of guests, one is the Zhao Lizheng family; one is the Thirteenth Lady and Mr. Meng; and the other is Lady Yan from Huanhua House. They have been waiting for a long time.
Who do you want to see first?”
"Of course it's Madam Yan." Zhao Lizheng and Meng Jia came over, but as Mu Yunhan expected, Madam Yan suddenly came and made her confused.
When Xiaomi saw the fingerprints on Mu Yunhan's chin, she couldn't help but frowned, but she didn't say anything more. She just took out the powder from the makeup box and applied it layer by layer on her.
But the fingerprints were too dark and couldn't be covered up.
"Don't wipe it off, just leave it like this." Mu Yunhan knew that she had strong martial arts skills and sensitive hearing, and probably knew what happened last night, so he asked directly: "How is he?"
Xiaomi said: "I left the house early in the morning. Aunt Gu accompanied me, and Xuan Jin also followed. I heard that Uncle Gu told Aunt Xuan before leaving the house that he wouldn't come back for lunch or dinner."
Mu Yunhan slammed the table, very angry.
She was so frightened that her face was pinched and she even refused to look at her. She ran away without a trace so early in the morning. I was so angry.
Xiaomi looked at her face and smiled: "I came here before dawn, stood at the door for a while and then left. The slave asked if I wanted to call you, but he refused."
This was more or less the same. Mu Yunhan felt a little better and went to see Lady Yan with a smile.
Madam Yan got straight to the point: "This letter is from our host."
A very ordinary kraft paper envelope with the words "Yours sincerely, Brother Lin Yun" written on it.
Mu Yunhan was confused: "I don't know anyone named Lin Yun. Could it be a mistake?"
"Girl, just take it to the county government office and give it to the county magistrate's wife." (To be continued)