After transmigrating the book, the petite villain became my puppy hook

Seeing Su Shi's livid face, Mu Qiaoxi felt that it was not enough to relieve her anger.

"Originally, this thing was an object that could be found anywhere in the house. Now my mistress has to shame me because of such a thing. My daughter is really aggrieved." Mu Qiaoxi raised her hand and gently touched it with a handkerchief.

Now I am wiping away non-existent tears.

When she heard this, Mrs. Su forced a smile.

Unfortunately, Butler Li was still by her side, so she could only hold on to the smile on her face, wishing to cut Mu Qiaoxi into pieces with a thousand knives.

"Xi'er, since your father has already decided on this matter, let's not talk about it. If your father knows about it, he will inevitably worry again."

Mu Qiaoxi thought about the many affairs of the former dynasty recently, and Mu Zhen might not be able to spare time to take care of the affairs in the backyard.

"Now my mistress knows how to let my father know that her face is shameful? Why didn't she worry about my face when she tied Hong Xiu up just now? My mother really makes me so sad."

Mu Qiaoxi's words were clearly revealing Su's thoughts. She clearly wanted to make Su's face look bad!

Shake her prestige in the palace!

Su's face was really unbearable. She suppressed the unhappiness in her heart and said, "Xi'er, don't get angry with your mother. If your father knows..."

Su planned to move Mu Zhen out again to scare Mu Qiaoxi, but this time Mu Qiaoxi obviously didn't buy it. She walked up to Hongxiu in person with a cold face, helped Hongxiu up, untied all the ropes on her body, and

Interrupt Su's words directly.

"Mom, there is no need to say more. Hongxiu is just a girl. She was so frightened today. I want to take her back to have a good rest. Please let mother calm down.

Let’s talk about this later.”

After saying that, Mu Qiaoxi met Hongxiu's surprised eyes and took Hongxiu back half-supported and half-tugged.

In the courtyard.

Mu Qiaoxi hurriedly brought Hongxiu into the house and asked Hongxiu to sit down quickly.

"Those short-sighted slaves are used to worshiping those who are superior and suppressing those who are inferior. Look at your face." Mu Qiaoxi held a tray filled with ointment and sat across from Hongxiu. She looked at the expression on Hongxiu's face with pity.

scars.

Hongxiu's eyes were filled with tears of gratitude. Mu Qiaoxi mistakenly thought that her hand was heavy and quickly put down the cotton wool in her hand.

"Did I push too hard?"

Hong Xiu quickly wiped away her tears and shook her head with a sob: "No, no...it's all my fault that the young lady and mistress are arguing like this..."

Mu Qiaoxi thought it was some big deal, but it turned out to be this. She shrugged indifferently and said funny.

"It's okay. I hope you're safe and sound. After all, your life is worth more than that broken bottle."

Of course Hongxiu was lying if she said she wasn't moved. She looked at Mu Qiaoxi with tears in her eyes, and a layer of worry came to her mind again.

"Miss... this slave is really worried. You mentioned your former mistress for no reason. This is a big taboo for the mistress... Why do you have to make such an unpleasant quarrel with your mistress for the sake of this slave?"

It was rare for Hongxiu to call herself a slave like this. Mu Qiaoxi felt a little uncomfortable when she heard this.

"What's the matter? Since I am the master, I have to protect you. It's you, but do you still remember what kind of person my biological mother was in the past?"

Mu Qiaoxi said, then walked to the embroidery car, straightened out the silk thread, and prepared to start embroidering the python robe.

On the frame of the embroidery carriage were splendid peacock feather threads. Mu Qiaoxi didn't notice that today's feather threads were a bit more gorgeous than yesterday's.

The scars on Hongxiu's face had been covered with plaster, and she trotted all the way to Mu Qiaoxi. Just as she was about to speak, she heard footsteps coming from the door.

"Miss." It was Nanny Qu, bending down, holding a plate in her hand, with a flattering smile on her face.

Ever since Nanny Qu was driven to the outer courtyard by Mu Qiaoxi, Mu Qiaoxi's patience with her has become worse every day.

"If there's nothing wrong with Mammy, I'd better wait in the outer courtyard." Having just experienced what happened to the Su family, Mu Qiaoxi naturally didn't have a good attitude toward Mammy Qu.

Aunt Qu was so rejected that she naturally stiffened her face, but she quickly took a step down on her own.

"Looking at what you said, the old slave certainly doesn't dare to forget the lady's order. The snacks were delivered by Butler Li personally when we were outside just now. He said that the Marquis specially asked the kitchen to make them for you."

With that said, Aunt Qu placed the plates in front of Mu Qiaoxi.

Jam rice cakes, crab roe and shrimp dumplings, cloud cakes, these snacks are all exquisite, delicious and rare products, and they are also Mu Qiaoxi's favorite.

How could Mu Qiaoxi not understand? She rewarded Su's flower pot as a humiliation and brought herself snacks, which meant "caring".

Mu Zhen was trying every means to comfort himself.

Mu Qiaoxi felt a little secretive joy in her heart, it was really like the feeling that one of her own adults was trying to get away with it.

Before she could say anything, Nanny Qu picked up a piece of pastry and put it on the small plate in front of Mu Qiaoxi.

Mu Qiaoxi was in a rare good mood, so she picked it up, took a small bite, chewed it slowly, and looked at Aunt Qu.

"What's going on on your face?" Mu Qiaoxi frowned and saw that there seemed to be bruises on Nanny Qu's face.

The bruise was left by Mo Yan using a wooden hairpin to force a confession.

Aunt Qu put down the chopsticks in her hand, and the silver chopsticks made a crisp sound when they landed on the table. She avoided her eyes and reached out to cover the scars on her face.

"It doesn't matter what the old slave's body is, it makes the eldest lady laugh."

Huh? Mu Qiaoxi squinted her eyes, something was wrong.

What this old guy liked to do most in the past was to show off his good and bad qualities in front of his master. This time, instead of showing off his injuries, he even hid them?

Before Mu Qiaoxi could tentatively speak, there was another noise outside the door.

It's Mo Yan.

After dark, the slight moisture stained Mo Yan's hair.

He held the brocade box and placed it on the table in front of Mu Qiaoxi, which was incompatible with the attractive pastries.

"Miss, these are the seven orbs kept with me. I have already counted the number, yes."

Mu Qiaoxi opened the brocade box and found that there was another small box inside. She looked at Mo Yan with doubtful eyes.

Mo Yan's tone was very calm: "The production schedule of the python robe is getting tighter and tighter. Miss, you should seize the time and don't waste it." As he spoke, his dark eyes glanced at the table full of cakes.

Obviously this was because he disliked Mu Qiao Xi's gluttony.

Mu Qiaoxi felt guilty for a while and cleared her throat: "I had already planned to start embroidering, so there is no need for you to worry!"

After Mo Yan urged Mu Qiao Xi, he reached out and took out the small box.

"Miss, this is what the mistress told me when she sent me over. She asked me to go to the warehouse to pick something to give to the lady. It should be regarded as compensation for misunderstanding you today."

After finishing his words, Mo Yan opened the box in his hand.

The moment the box was opened, Aunt Qu, who was standing aside, turned pale.