I'm the villain's own mother

Mu Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, it's probably like I handed you the original text word by word, but you typed a word wrong."

4391's voice fluctuated: "Oh, that's really bad."

Mu Wanwan smiled and continued: "But I believe you will not make such a mistake." Before 4391 could say anything, Mu Wanwan continued: "You go to bed earlier, I will go out first."

After a good night's sleep, in a daze, she heard the sound of rain hitting the leaves. Mu Wanwan immediately opened her eyes, got out of bed and opened the window.

It wasn't very bright, but people in raincoats were already cleaning the yard.

The air was filled with the fragrance of plants mixed with the smell of earth. Mu Wanwan reached out to catch the rainwater falling from the eaves.

Then he fell asleep again on the table under the window to the regular sound of rain.

The sound of rain gradually became quieter, and the noise outside the window gradually became noisy. Mu Wanwan woke up after a burst of noise.

She stood up and touched her left shoulder, which was soaked by the rain, slowly closed the window, changed some clothes, and then slowly opened the door.

"What's wrong? Are you so noisy?"

After hearing this, the sweeping boy responded: "It's the master and his wife who are looking for the young lady."

Mu Wanwan yawned and went to Song Zhujun's house without looking back.

Before entering the door, I heard Mrs. Song's voice: "I'm afraid it's not easy for them in Taiyan Palace to interfere in other people's family affairs."

"Then I can do it." Passion Fruit's voice was very easy to distinguish.

"Senior, after all, you are still a member of the Cangshan Sect. It is better to listen to Awang on some matters."

When Mu Wanwan heard this, she immediately opened the door and went in.

"Who did I think it was this early in the morning? It turned out to be Mrs. Song." He picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Mrs. Song, and handed it over. "Mrs. Song is here to see

Mr. Zhu?"

Mrs. Song put the tea in her hand back on the table, and then straightened her hair on her temples: "I'm here to take Mr. Zhu back to Ban Fenghe. If she stays in the Chenxiang Pavilion like this, I'm afraid it will disturb your peace."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "That's not possible. After all, the one with the most wounded in each faction right now is our Chen Xiangxiang Pavilion. We have experience in taking care of the wounded. Besides, it's raining today, and Mr. Zhu is seriously injured, making it difficult to move."

Mrs. Song glanced at Mu Wanwan: "Then let's see what Mr. Zhu means."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "But Mr. Zhu is not awake yet."

Mu Wanwan winked at Passion Fruit, and Passion Fruit snorted, then rolled up her sleeves and walked toward the back room.

Mrs. Song sighed: "Then I'll wait until Mr. Zhu's injury gets better."

Mu Wanwan smiled and said respectfully: "Mrs. Song, please walk slowly, the road is slippery on rainy days."

After seeing off Mrs. Song, Mu Wanwan slowly walked into the back room. Song Zhujun was sitting on the bedside, stunned, with anger still on his face.

"Is she gone?" Song Zhujun said a little weakly.

"Let's go." Mu Wanwan walked to the bed in a few steps. "How are you now? Are you feeling better?"

Song Zhujun said calmly: "I still feel overwhelmed by the blockage, and my hands can't use the strength and they keep shaking."

Mu Wanwan reached out and grabbed the tea cup on the table, warmed it with spiritual power, and gave it to Song Zhujun.

Seeing that Song Zhujun's expression was not good, Mu Wanwan pulled Passion Fruit and stood up: "You have a good rest, and senior and I will not disturb you."

Passion Fruit reluctantly followed Mu Wanwan out.

When he came out, he said bitterly: "That poisonous woman is really cruel. As long as the boss's injury is pulled out the silver needle, nothing will happen. Look at Mr. Zhu's injury again. That Zi Yan is a spiritual beast.

Its poison is difficult to detoxify. But the unique detoxification pills can only be obtained by the boss. I was still thinking about when I would go to the boss to get the detoxification pills, but I didn’t expect that the old woman came first and asked Mr. Zhu to drag his body back to give it to him.

The boss sees the injury. It’s true.”

Mu Wanwan didn't speak anymore. After thinking about it, she finally spoke: "I know that senior is impatient, but don't say these words in front of Mr. Zhu."

Passion Fruit plucked the leaves of the shrubs next to her: "I have a sense of propriety."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Is Su Hu's condition better now?"

Passion Fruit was stunned for a moment, then turned around and ran away: "I haven't checked my pulse today, so I have to go quickly. Little friend Mu, find your own place."

Mu Wanwan smiled and slowly put away her umbrella. The rain was very light now, and it hit her face with gentleness for no reason. Mu Wanwan walked slowly along the path.

As she walked, she found that the rain above her head slowly disappeared. When she looked up, she saw that it was a waterproof barrier. She slowly turned around, stopped and looked at Feng Yuan: "Why are you wasting this spiritual power? I have an umbrella.

of."

Feng Yuan looked at the flowers at hand: "But you can't hold on."

Mu Wanwan smiled and held up the umbrella again. The umbrella was not too big and she tilted it toward Feng Yuan.

"Remove the barrier. I'm holding on, so you won't get wet."

Feng Yuan withdrew the barrier and looked at Mu Wanwan's half-wet right shoulder.

The two of them walked in this misty world with only this umbrella.

About four or five days passed before the first stage of the Immortal Sect Conference was completed. It was also on that day that Head Song and Mrs. Song came to Chenxiang Pavilion again.

Mu Wanwan went to get the medicine made from passion fruit. As soon as she reached the door, she saw the Song family couple.

"Headmaster Song, Mrs. Song, it's hard not to compete today. What are you two doing here?"

Head Song lowered his head and looked at the medicine in Mu Wanwan's hand, and said calmly: "Is this medicine an antidote to snake venom?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Ah, yes." After saying that, she handed the medicine to Achun who was passing by. "Give this medicine to Miss Song. You have to drink it while it's hot to be effective. Tell her to drink it today.

Don’t eat sweets.”

After Ah Chun walked away, Mu Wanwan turned around, looked at the Song family couple, and smiled apologetically: "I made you laugh. This medicine was cooked by Senior Passion Fruit every day by the fire. It's pitiful that he is so old."

At this age, I squat in front of the low stove all day long. In order to live up to the old man's intentions, we should let Mr. Zhu drink first, right?"

Song Wang smiled: "What Miss Mu said is true, but I remember Wangbuliuxing has aniseed lotus specially used for detoxification. Why don't you and Passion Fruit go there to brew medicine?"

Mu Wanwan's smile stopped: "Headmaster Song didn't know something. I had been there the day Mr. Zhu was injured. But at that time, the octagonal lotus was cooking tonics. If I hadn't forced him by force, I might not even have a bowl of Qingying soup."

I can’t ask for it. I just came back and discussed it with Senior Passion Fruit and built a small stove.”

Song Wang frowned: "Nonsense, such nonsense! Every pharmacy office in Wangbuliuxing should perform their duties, how can you do such nonsense?"

Mu Wanwan smiled: "Then I don't know. Oh, by the way, do you two know where I can buy snowflake candy? Mr. Zhu has been making trouble for a long time about eating that. As soon as he drinks the medicine, he starts to cheat and refuses to give candy.

If you don't take medicine, you'll be like a child."

Song Wang stopped talking and turned around slowly. Seeing this, Mrs. Song hurriedly said: "Mr. Lang."

Song Wang looked back at her with unspeakable sadness in his eyes: "Let's go."

"Wanwan."