Feng Muxin then stood up and looked outside. A flower pot fell on the windowsill, falling to the ground, and a green shadow disappeared in the courtyard.

"Mother, look at Xiaorong, the maid next to the old lady." A trace of cruel abuse flashed in her eyes, and Feng Muxin whispered.

Duan glanced at her, her body trembled slightly. What did Xin'er want to do?

"That girl can't keep it. Even if she can't hear us today, she can't keep it. She wants to climb onto her father's bed." Seeing that her mother was hesitant, Feng Muxin added another dose of strong medicine, which was a technique to attack the heart. She used it.

Get perfect.

Duan clamped his fists, and a ruthless trick flashed across his eyes. Xin'er was right. This is called Xiaorong's maid who can't be kept!

"My mother will find a way to do about King An. Let's go and see the old lady first. You should visit me after you go back to the mansion." Duan calmed down, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned, as if he had an idea.

Feng Muxin nodded, and the mother and daughter arrived at the old lady's courtyard one after another.

It happened that I met Feng Muze coming out of the house.

Feng Muxin's eyes flashed, and she was suspicious.

"Brother is here to see my grandmother, too." She greeted her with a smile, and her actions were always gentle and polite.

Feng Muze said "yes" and left directly.

"The second lady is here. Xiaorong has boiled the medicine and is about to feed the old lady." Xiaorong walked over with the medicine and smiled and bowed to the two masters.

Feng Muxin looked at it. This maid was wearing pink today? Who was the one who eavesdropped just now?

"Take the medicine in quickly, it will cool down in a while." Duan looked at it, looking unhappy.

"Yes, madam." Xiaorong lowered his head, as if he had done something wrong and was scolded.

"Xiaorong, go in. My mother and I will be outside for a while before looking at my grandmother." Feng Muxin smiled at her and asked her to go in first. She had something to say to her mother alone.

Seeing Xiaorong enter the room, Feng Muxin pulled her mother to the pavilion in the yard.

There was no one around, Feng Muxin whispered: "Mother, I'm afraid that the person just now was not Xiaorong, but the person who eavesdropped was Green Yi."

Duan was stunned and vicious: "Even if it wasn't this girl, she would have to die!"

Feng Mu's confidant complained: It seems that Xiaorong deserves to be damned. Don't blame me for being ruthless. Who made her like her father? The bitch wants to climb onto his master's bed, so he deserves to die!

"I see that my elder brother came out of my grandmother, maybe he arranged it." Feng Muxin said again.

Duan's heart was a little confused, his eyelids twitched, and he calmed down: "What can he do without real evidence? Besides, we talk about life and death, but we didn't mention that girl."

Feng Mu thought about it, but he didn't mention it. He was a little nervous just now, but his mother was calm and composed.

"I just don't know what he said to the old man." Duan was still a little worried.

Feng Muxin looked at her. Her mother really dared to say that she even called her grandmother undying.

"So what I said? Grandma is now hit by a stroke, her hands and feet are not clear, and she can't say anything clearly. I guess she can't say anything." Feng Muxin said slowly, looking at her mother from time to time, as if she wanted to give her a look.

A reassurance.

Duan smiled, turned around and saw the maid Xiaorong coming out of the house. It seemed that she had finished feeding the medicine to Lao Budhi.

"Madam, second lady, Xiaorong has finished feeding the old lady's medicine, please go in." Xiaorong leaned over and saluted.

Duan nodded, Feng Muxin smiled, "Sister Xiaorong is still careful. No wonder my grandmother always likes it. Later, I came to my mother's room. I came back from Prince An's mansion and brought some pastries to you."

"Thank you, Miss Second." Xiaorong said and stepped back.

Feng Muxin smiled faintly at her mother, and the mother and daughter walked into the room.

Old Mrs. Feng was lying on the couch, just after drinking medicine, she closed her eyes to rest. Since she was paralyzed, she has been lying on the couch all day long, and even if she wants to go to the ground, she has no choice.

Fortunately, Xiaorong was doing his best and occasionally scrubbed her body, which was quite clean.

"Mother, Jinxiu brings Mu Xin to see you. Mu Xin has just returned from Prince An's mansion. Come and see you. Now, Mu Li is dead. Mu Xin has married Prince An, which is also a blessing for Feng's mansion. You said

Is it?" Duan said with a smile, his eyes shining, his spirits flying, and he was quite proud.

Old Mrs. Feng opened her eyes and looked at it, a hint of contempt flashed in her eyes, and she also brought some permission to pity.

Duan saw her expression and was so angry that she was so angry that she said, "I forgot that my mother is so sluggish and can't speak. Oh, tell me, this young lady is gone, the eldest young master is a cripple, old

Madam, you, you are like this again. Fortunately, our Feng Mansion still has Xin'er. This King An loves Xin'er so much. The gifts for returning home were packed with a carriage. I just said that this person is lucky, no matter how much

Legitimate wife, old lady, you just don't believe it. Look, it's all like this now. You, you were so confused at the beginning." Duan's ups and downs, and he kept talking and gesture.

Mrs. Feng's eyes were bulging, and her anger filled her mouth, but she couldn't explain it clearly.

"My elder sister doesn't leave the ancestral hall all day long. This Feng Mansion, I, Duan, feel a little aggrieved. I will work hard, and at least I can make the master feel at ease." Duan became complacent again. The more angry the old lady was, the more excited she spoke.

"Get out...get out,..." The man on the couch struggled, and finally the word "get out" came out of his mouth, as if he had tried his best.

Duan kept saying that Feng Muxin was just watching, and she felt even more happy when she looked at her grandmother's struggle. She looked down on them, "Hmph, now, my mother has the final say in this mansion, Feng

Mu Li is dead, what can that cripple brother jump around? A dead cripple man has no future!

"Forget it, mother, let's rest. I, Duan, work hard in this mansion. I am a little tired. Let's go back." After saying that, Duan stood up and deliberately smiled at the person on the couch. That's more virtue.

If you are arrogant, you are so arrogant.

Feng Muxin pulled her mother. She was not kind-hearted, but she was just afraid that her grandmother would be angry to death and would be gone if she died. Wouldn’t it be cheaper for her? It would be even more enjoyable to die than to die like this.

Death is not scary, life is worse than death, it is so satisfying!

The mother and daughter left the house, and by chance, Xiaorong came again.

Feng Muxin glanced at his mother and looked at each other. Feng Muxin shouted, "Sister Xiaorong, you are here, grandma is sleeping, go, let's go ahead, I'll get you some snacks."

Xiaorong blushed. The second lady was so nice to her.

"Thank you, Miss," he said, letting the second lady take her hand and walk towards Duan's courtyard.

After entering the room, Duan's maid was wiping the table.

"Xiao Cui, go and bring some tea." Duan ordered.

"Madam, I'll go too." Xiaorong wanted to go to make tea with Xiao Cui.

"Well, go ahead and come in with Xiao Cui later." Duan smiled.

Feng Muxin sat next to the table, looked at the pastries on the table, and then looked at her mother.

Duan stood up, entered the inner room, and after a while, he walked out again.
Chapter completed!