She took the script of the villain in Fast Transmigration

Mo Simiao was wondering why this room was so shabby when he heard these words.

When would anyone dare to speak to her like this in this house?

Even those concubines, concubines and concubines who were jealous of her were respectful on the surface, let alone this sister who had always been 'well-behaved'.

Seeing that Mo Qin dared to do this to her, her face changed and she was about to cry, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Sister, can't I come to you if I have nothing to do? We are sisters from the same mother."

My dear sisters, this is ironic.

Brothers of the same mother, but treatment is very different.

It's not like he's being submissive, but like he's being mocked.

"So, something happened?" Mo Qin put down the book in his hand.

There are things to talk about, but there is no efficiency at all.

It's been a long time since I entered the house, and I haven't said a single useful word.

Just, very annoying.

Mo Simiao's crying was stuck in his throat, not going up or down, and he didn't know whether he should cry or not.

Why is Mo Qin acting weird today? In the past, she was afraid that she would do something wrong and make her parents reject her. No matter how sad she was, she never said a harsh word to herself.

Never was I careful.

"That's right, sister, the emperor's birthday is coming soon. Aren't we all going to the palace to attend the birthday banquet?"

Mo Simiao looked at Mo Qin's expression, trying to guess why she was so abnormal today.

"Mom asked us to go out to the street tomorrow and buy some jewelry, makeup, and other things. Besides, the season is about to change today, so we need to buy some new clothes."

Of course, I mainly buy it for myself, not for Mo Qin.

The new clothes Mo Qin buys in a year are not as much as she buys in a month.

"OK."

Shopping for clothes, of course!

It just so happened that she had no money now and wanted to buy clothes again.

Isn't this just giving you a pillow when you feel sleepy?

"Then let's make an agreement, let's go together tomorrow morning."

It's fine if you didn't refuse. If you don't go with her, how can you clearly see how much you are loved?

Every time I ask Mo Qin to come with me, I just want her to be a comparison and a foil.

Mo Simiao was in a slightly better mood. Every time she came to Mo Qin's yard, she felt refreshed both physically and mentally.

Everywhere in this desolate and shabby courtyard reminds everyone that she, Mo Simiao, is the unique jewel in the Prime Minister's residence.

"Sister, your house is too... shabby. A few days ago, my father and mother sent people to send many ornaments and flowers to my yard." Mo Simiao's tail was almost raised to the sky.

"Why don't I have someone send some to you. Anyway, there are too many. I have them over there." Mo Simiao paused deliberately, "I can't even put them away!"

The girl sitting on the soft couch, flipping through a book, raised her head, her eyes fell on Mo Simiao, and she smiled.

"Okay, thank you sister."

There were also people rushing to send money.

Don't give it up for free.

Please don't be polite and send me more.

Mo Simiao froze, she could hardly believe what she heard.

good?

Thank her?

It was obvious that Mo Qin was envious and sad when she said this before, and then she had the guts to reject her, right?

"Sister, do you agree?"

She couldn't believe it and asked again.

Mo Qin smiled and nodded, "Yes, thank you."

The tail note rises slightly, obviously with a bit of girlish playfulness.

But no matter how she sounds, she feels a little bit mean?

If you speak out, the water will be thrown out.

Mo Simiao really doesn't lack these things. The worst she can do is go back and adjust some of the ones she doesn't like and send them over.

Doesn't it seem good to let her use things she doesn't want?

She comforted herself like this.

Mo Simiao said some other words, but Mo Qin either muttered a few words or made him very angry.

This was really not a pleasant experience, and Mo Simiao left after not staying long.

Xixiang stood aside and watched the whole process, not to mention how happy she was inside.

-

"Second young lady, the eldest lady is too much. You go to her in person, why does she have such an attitude? And she is always trying to push you..."

Mo Simiao's maid fought for her.

"Maybe my sister is in a bad mood."

Mo Simiao was absent-minded.

What is so impressive about her? So what if she is prettier than me? What if she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting?

What father and mother love most is not themselves?

Look at the poverty in her room. It's not as valuable as one of the ornaments in her own room.

Thinking this way, her mood improved a lot.

When the maid heard this, she felt very unhappy.

"Miss! If you continue to be so good-tempered, the eldest lady will get on top of you!"

The servant who was building flowers and plants in the garden couldn't help but curse when he heard this.

The eldest lady is originally the sister of the second lady.

Not only the legitimate daughter but also the eldest daughter.

It should have been above the second lady.

"Then, are those things still... given?"

"Send it! Of course."

I already said I would give it away, so there is no reason to go back on it.

The little maid looked bitter, as if she was being asked to pay.

"Young lady is obviously a good dancer, and she practices all day long. Why is it that only the eldest lady can dance at the birthday banquet? I think your dance is much better than that of the eldest lady!"

"Shut up!"

Mo Simiao sternly said, "I envy my sister to begin with, so I practiced it secretly. How can I bring it to the outside world?"

"Besides, how can my dancing be compared to that of my sister?"

In just a few days, the news that the second young lady was envious of the eldest lady, practiced dancing secretly, and danced better than the eldest lady, spread among the servants in the house.

Passed on and on, it reached the ears of several concubines.

A certain concubine couldn't help but sneered.

"Tsk~ With her broken body, even if she practices for a lifetime, she still can't get ahead of my eldest sister."

"She, Mo Simiao, really dares to say that."

It's not that she likes Mo Qin very much, but that Mo Simiao's treatment is so enviable.

It would be fine if the eldest lady who was outstanding in all aspects was favored, but it happened to be Mo Simiao who was good at nothing.

Does this make people not jealous?

-

The next day, Mo Qin got up early and washed and dressed up.

The carriage has been prepared and waiting outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When Mo Qin arrived, Mo Simiao hadn't arrived yet, so she got on the carriage first. There was a lot of space inside the carriage, and the seats were covered with soft blankets.

Lean up and read the little book.

So uncomfortable.

Mo Simiao arrived late.

"Sister, don't blame me. I'm not in good health, so it's always difficult to get up early."

Mo Qin glanced at her, her face was rosy and it didn't look like she was in poor health at all.

However, it doesn't matter.

Mo Simiao would have to pay for something later, but Mo Qin was very good-tempered and forgave him for being late, "Can you leave now?"

"Yes, yes."

Obviously this is what Mo Qin should look like, but why does she always feel that something is wrong?

The carriage drove slowly.

"Sister, what are you looking at?"

Mo Simiao had nothing to say. She held a small handkerchief embroidered with plum blossoms in her hand and looked at the book in her hand with a look in her eyes.

She really looks like an obedient sister.

However, this is all pretense.