He favored his concubine and I cut off my wealth. Everyone in the mansion was in a panic.

Mu Ziqian nodded, "Yes."

After finishing his words, he looked at the tea cup in Shen Qing's hand. However, after looking at it for a while, Shen Qing showed no intention of pouring him tea.

Mu Ziqian frowned and could only take the initiative to remind: "Pour me a cup of tea first."

The weather was hot today, and he had spent a lot of time on the way here, and now his throat was very thirsty.

Shen Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why, you haven't said anything yet, do you want to drink tea first?"

Mu Ziqian:?

What are you talking about? Isn’t the normal way to treat guests to drink tea first and then talk?

Before Mu Ziqian could speak, Shen Qing had already asked Chanyi to bring him a cup of tea. She really wanted to hear what Mu Ziqian could do for her.

With the warm tea in his throat, Mu Ziqian finally felt better, and asked the servant to lift him closer to Shen Qing, with a strong accusation in his tone, "I know everything that happened in Qifutang today, you are telling the truth. That’s too much!”

Shen Qing chuckled, "What then?"

After punching the cotton, Mu Ziqian's remaining words of accusation were stuck in his throat.

After taking a deep breath, Mu Ziqian remembered the purpose of his visit today, "Shen Qing, how have you considered what I said to you before?"

Shen Qing paused, "What are you talking about?"

Mu Ziqian pursed his lips slightly, and there was a flash of struggle in his eyes, "I said last month that I will give you a child, and you are not allowed to embarrass Xuefu anymore, and you are not allowed to make trouble in the Mu family again."

In less than two months, Shen Qing had taken control of the entire Mu family, and was becoming more and more arrogant. Shen Yi'an was unreasonable, so the task of stopping Shen Qing was handed over to him. superior.

Thinking of what Yangling Marquis had said to him just before he arrived, Mu Ziqian couldn't help but feel a little sinking in his heart. If Yangling Marquis Mansion hadn't needed Shen Qing to be the bridge connecting Yining Marquis Mansion, why would he have sacrificed like this.

But then he thought about it, sooner or later this child was going to be given to Shen Qing. If he finished it earlier, he would be able to draw a clear line with Shen Qing earlier, and he felt better instantly.

Shen Qing looked at his face with astonishment on his face, "Do you still need to consider this kind of thing?"

Seeing the flash of disgust in Shen Qing's eyes, Mu Ziqian's face turned ugly, and his words suddenly became sharp, "You don't think that I insist on having sex with you, do you? Don't forget that my wife has not been married for three years. You will be criticized by the world. If it weren’t for your reputation, do you think I would be willing to touch you? "

Shen Qing sneered, and just about to retaliate, his eyes suddenly glanced at Mu Ziqian's legs tied with bamboo strips. He swallowed his retort again, and added a little doubt, "Are you sure... you can do it now?"

A man's dignity was challenged, and Mu Ziqian immediately became angry and said, "Shen Qing! You have no shame!"

Shen Qing frowned, didn't he just say this?

After calming down for a moment, Mu Ziqian still said awkwardly, with a strong reluctance in his eyebrows, "As long as you agree, I will stay in your room from today on."

Seeing Shen Qing start to think, Mu Ziqian couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly. He knew that all Shen Qing did these days was because of his taste. As long as he softened his attitude a little, Shen Qing would behave. Submit.

The image of Lin Xuefu crying with pear blossoms in the rain flashed through his mind. Mu Ziqian's expression was slightly cold, but after all, Shen Qing was taking advantage of her.

After being silent for a while, Shen Qing finally spoke up, with a hint of admiration in his bright black eyes, "The third young master, even if his legs are broken, still wants to exchange his body for his sweetheart, An Ran. Such a disabled person with a strong will, who devotes himself to love." Shen Qing really admires his spirit.”

Hearing the four sensitive words "body in exchange", Mu Ziqian's face immediately darkened. Did Shen Qing think of him as one of those dirty things in the tavern outside?

Mu Ziqian was just about to get angry when Shen Qing spoke first: "Since Third Young Master is so righteous, why not go to the Nanfeng Pavilion to hang up a sign tonight and earn some extra money to fill the gap in the account.

I believe that with the appearance and talents of the third young master, it is not a big problem to be the number one. "

Although Mu Ziqian was a bit of a bastard in private, he was the legitimate son cultivated by the Mu family with all their efforts. He was still knowledgeable in elegant matters, otherwise he would not have been regarded as a handsome son by everyone in Shengjing.

However, it is unknown how long this title can last.

The Nanfeng Pavilion is the most famous small pavilion in Shengjing.

Every time Shen Qing said something, Mu Ziqian's face became uglier. By the time Shen Qing finished speaking, the look on Mu Ziqian's face could already be described as ferocious.

"Chen Qing! How dare you compare those pickled things in Nanfeng Pavilion with me, you are simply crazy!"

Shen Qing smiled innocently, "Didn't Third Young Master clearly mark his price first?"

Shen Qing was really a little skeptical about using the same room as his wife as a bargaining chip to exchange for a concubine to live in peace for half his life. How did Mu Ziqian's brain grow?

Mu Ziqian's face was gloomy, but he saw that Shen Qing had already stood up. Before leaving, he only left one sentence, "The third young master thinks too highly of himself. Even if I, Shen Qing, really want a child, I will not be so picky as to choose the third young master." ”

Hearing this, Mu Ziqian's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and it was frighteningly cold. What did Shen Qing mean by this, that she looked down on him so much?

Still hungry and unwilling to eat? Mu Ziqian couldn't help but wonder, was he really that bad?

…

When Mu Ziqian returned to Fuyun Pavilion, his whole face was still cold, and his chest kept rising and falling, obviously he was angry with Shen Qing.

In seventeen years of life, Mu Ziqian had never suffered such a big insult.

In a brothel, he would feel dirty even if someone carried his shoes like that. Shen Qing dared to compare him to that kind of thing...

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Mu Ziqian wanted to go to Lin Xuefu to talk, but as soon as he entered the yard, he heard a crisp "pop".

Then came Lin Xuefu's hysterical scolding, "Why! Why is Shen Qing born superior to others? Why can I only let her bully me!"

After the words fell, there was another crackling sound of porcelain shattering, and Qiu Rui's consolation followed, "I know that the young lady is wronged, but at this moment, we can only be patient..."

Qiu Rui's words were not finished, and she was interrupted by Lin Xuefu's cold voice, "Patience? Patience again, I have been patient for sixteen years, I can't stand it anymore!"

Mu Ziqian's expression froze, and for a moment he couldn't believe that it was really Lin Xuefu who always spoke softly in front of him.

Mu Ziqian wanted the servant to turn around and go back to his Hongyan Hall, but the words turned into "Carry me in".

Several servants were stunned for a moment, but chose to follow Mu Ziqian's instructions and walked forward.

As they got closer to the door, the scolding inside became clearer and clearer, "What kind of legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Yining Mansion is just a poor creature who is disliked by her parents and hated by her husband's family. Her cousin even treats her like a worn-out shoe. How can such a person occupy the position of the young lady of the Marquis of Yangling Mansion!"

Every word pierced Mu Ziqian's heart like a sharp blade.

Mu Ziqian pursed his lips tightly, his heart was full of complicated feelings.

He wanted to push open the door to see the situation inside clearly, so as to comfort himself that it was just a misunderstanding, but he was afraid that the moonlight in his heart for many years would be shrouded in haze.

Just as Mu Ziqian hesitated, the servant who was carrying the sedan chair and walking in front pushed open the door directly, blowing away all Mu Ziqian's hesitation.

"It's just a bitch, why do you do it again and again..."

Before Lin Xuefu finished her words, a large area of ​​light suddenly broke into the house.