Chapter 2477 4.167 Her Name Is Mu Qiao

When Concubine Shi heard it, she was very unconvinced and said, "Sister, I don't like to hear you say that. Although the eldest young master has a great cultivation realm, it does not mean that it is accurate. He has evidence to prove it. , the girl he met in Shenzhou was the one from our Mu family who lived outside?"

"You just found two people here, this is proof?" Mu Qingya said lightly, "You have a bad mind, and you think others are not good enough?"

"Master!" Concubine Shi immediately pouted, as if she didn't dare to blame the mistress, she took out the silk from under her sleeves and wiped her eyes, then choked, "My concubine is also for this family. , I worked hard and inquired from various sources, and finally brought our girl back, but the lady still arranged for me like this."

"Okay." Mu Jingfeng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth, got up and said coldly, "You can handle this matter by yourself. You don't need to tell me more about these inner house matters."

Mu Jingfeng stepped out of the hall, not even the corner of his eye was thrown at the young lady kneeling on the ground.

The old woman who was kneeling behind the young lady secretly flattened her mouth, raised her eyes furtively and exchanged glances with her son beside her.

Concubine Shi chuckled, raised her eyes and looked at Mu Qingya defiantly, "Madam, then... since the master has spoken, please ask Madam to arrange a yard for the girl to stay."

It turned out that in the master's mind, this stray daughter is not that important.

In Shi Huixin's eyes, a mocking light flashed.

Mu Qingya glanced at her coldly, and her eyes fell on the woman who was cringing and kneeling on the ground.

"What's your name?"

"Joe...Joe, Jojo."

"Her name is Mu Qiao." Shi Huixin answered with a smile, "Madam, you can just call her Qiao Qiao."

After half a column of incense.

The old woman took her son and returned to the small courtyard temporarily arranged by Mrs. Mu with the young lady.

Although it was just a small yard that looked very flat, the layout of the yard and the room, those silk satin and splendid needles, simply caught the eyes of the three of them.

The three of them had never lived in such a good garden in their entire lives, so they hurriedly entered the house together.

The old woman immediately shouted excitedly, "Chun, Cong'er, this time we are three, we should have a good time!"

"Mother, I said that you are too risky! You let my sister pretend to be Qiaomu. If they find out when the time comes, someone with a big family will kill us like an ant, and we will have no reason to reason..."

The son's clamor was only out, but the old woman covered her mouth.

"What are you yelling about?" The old woman sneaked behind the door to take a look. Fortunately, there were no servants in the courtyard, so she breathed a sigh of relief and smashed her son's arm hard, "It's about your sister's future happiness. Life, let me tell you, you can take care of your rude mouth and don't make a fool of yourself."

"Yingchun, don't be afraid. I see it!" The old woman's small eyes flickered with light, "And we didn't want to come by ourselves. It was Aunt Shi who brought you back. Even if something goes wrong, it's their own fault, and it's none of our business."

Qiao Yingchun squeezed the handkerchief nervously, and said with anxiety, "But, today's sixth sister, that Mu Rouyun, saw me at first glance and said that I looked old."