At this time, Mu Zhao had returned home and took off his disguise.
She lay on the recliner and listened to Chuntao's report.
"Since Miss Biying came in, she has been shouting that she wants to see you. I saw that you haven't come back yet. I was afraid that her voice would be broken by shouting, so I knocked her unconscious with a knife."
Mu Zhao: "......"
Okay.
She lazily said: "Wake her up and bring her over."
"Yes" Chuntao stepped back.
Pink Butterfly appeared and said with disgust: "Next time, don't ask me to make a trip for such a meaningless thing."
Mu Zhao said: "How can you say it is meaningless?"
Pinkie asked, "Then tell me what's the meaning?"
Mu Zhao thought of the scene he had just seen on the street. The children were surrounding the rattles, pulling on their parents' clothes and asking them to buy them for themselves.
The child who got the rattle had a bright and satisfied smile, while the child who didn't get the rattle looked sad.
She suddenly thought that Yun Wuluo could be coaxed by just one candied fruit.
She also suddenly thought of the modern Internet slang, "What other children have, my children should also have."
So she bought it for Yun Wuluo.
Mu Zhao smiled and looked up to see Pink Die still waiting for an answer.
So she gave the answer, "Probably... I want to give it to him, so it makes sense."
Pinkie was silent for a while, said "hypocritical" and disappeared in front of Mu Zhao.
Mu Zhao propped his head and waited quietly for Biying's arrival.
As soon as Biying stepped into the courtyard and saw Mu Zhao, she knelt down with a thud.
Mu Zhao's brows instantly furrowed.
Biying kowtowed and then stood up.
When Mu Zhao felt that he could still accept it, Biying took a step forward and knelt down again.
Mu Zhao called out, "Chuntao."
Chuntao grabbed Biying's back collar and lifted her up.
Biying was startled and turned to look at Chuntao in shock.
When she came back to her senses, she found that she had entered the room and was standing in front of Mu Zhao.
She bent her legs and tried to kneel again, but Chuntao was still holding her neck, so she couldn't kneel down.
Mu Zhao thought it was fun for them to do this, so he smiled.
"Biying, if you have anything to say, just say it. No need to kneel."
Biying looked at Mu Zhao's gentle outfit and gentle smile, and felt that she could paint several more paintings.
But when she thought of the purpose of her trip, she quickly put her thoughts of having a portrait to rest and bowed lightly to Mu Zhao.
"Princess, I know you are a good person, and I also know that my father made mistakes first, but I want to beg you to spare my father's life."
"OK."
Biying: "?"
She really didn't expect that Mu Zhao would be so cheerful.
She thought about what to say for a long time, but couldn't come up with a word.
Biying still said in disbelief: "You agree?"
"Yes, I already know what happened at the gate of Mu Mansion. Your father was just brought into Zuichun Tower at this time. His treatment there depends on your value to me."
Biying was a little confused, "Value?"
"That is, the more I like you, the more likely I am to spare your father, and even allow your father to live a good life with no worries about food and clothing."
Biying immediately said: "I have learned a lot about how to serve people, and I will definitely make the princess like her."
"I don't need you to serve me. You need to draw some pictures for me."
Biying nodded without hesitation, "I do."
"Well," Mu Zhao waved his hand, "step back."
Chuntao let go of Biying.
When Biying walked out of the yard, she was still in a daze. Was it really so easy to beg for her father's life?
She thought that based on her posture at the door of Mu's mansion, she would have to beg the princess for at least half an hour.
No, the third young master Mu at the door, who is protecting his sister, is not willing to compromise, so that's right.
The princess was generous and straightforward, and she should be grateful even more for sparing her father's life.
She wants to use her best painting skills to paint for the princess.
Inside the house, Chuntao reminded Mu Zhao, "Princess, put her next to you..."
Mu Zhao raised his eyes, "Huh?"
"She herself is innocent, but innocence can also lead to bad things. Her sworn brother is very tolerant and looks very simple."
"That would be best," Mu Zhao looked in the direction of the palace, "We have to give him a breakthrough."
Chuntao nodded and didn't ask any more questions. This chapter has been completed!