"I will make sure that you give birth to this child safely, you give him to me, and I will raise him as an adult, so that you can live comfortably. You see how"

Mrs. Gu turned the light brighter and said, "Of course, you can also refuse, I, as a person, don't like to force people the most." ”

Mu Rong looked at Mrs. Gu in a daze, knowing that she had no right to refuse.

At this point, who can help her?

Even her husband refused to lend a helping hand.

And that person

She shook her head and calmed herself down, "It turns out that you want this child, why didn't you say that you wanted to treat me like that earlier, and make a fuss like this, there is no favor at all." ”

Mrs. Gu smiled slightly, "Who wants to have a favor with you." If I don't trample you into the mud, how can you know how to cherish it, how can you be obedient"

Mu Rong instantly clenched her fists, remembering what Mrs. Gu did that night, and her heart was dripping with hatred, "You did it on purpose"

Mrs. Gu squinted at her, "Do you think you can agree quickly, I'm still busy?"

I promised, and I can have a good life for a while.

If you don't agree, you won't have a good life.

Perhaps, even this child will not be born.

This is her only chance, and she can't give it up.

Mu Rong raised her head and looked at Mrs. Gu gloomily, "I promise, but"

"Don't talk to me about the conditions, you are not worthy" Mrs. Gu threw away the teacup heavily, her eyes cold.

Mu Rong trembled in fright and shrank straight into the chair.

Mrs. Gu said coldly, "Someone is coming"

Mu Rong thought she was going to do something to her, so she screamed and hid in the corner.

"Look at your little bit of interest, that is, you gave birth to a good life and voted for a good baby, but unfortunately, you don't have that blessing."

Mrs. Gu raised her voice and instructed her subordinates, "Change the charcoal basin, give the supper to the supper, and then go find out the clothes that the ninth lady used to wear, and wait for her to go out early tomorrow morning." ”

When the two mothers-in-law came in again, they changed their flattering expressions, neatly replaced them with hot charcoal basins and hot water, and then brought bird's nest soup in to serve Mu Rong to eat.

Mu Rong's face was expressionless, and her every move was like a marionette.

The night passed quickly.

Early in the morning, the Mu Yunhan sisters got up.

Busy packing Mu Ying's husband and the people who were waiting, as well as the gifts to be sent, and sending them to the carriage, Mu Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at Chaomeng Mansion.

She didn't bring anyone else, but only took Millet and Mu Li with her, took five hundred taels of silver and sacrifices, and went to Muhou's Mansion.

The gold-lettered signboard of "Funinghou" on Muhou's Mansion is still hanging, and the red lantern has turned into a white lantern.

There was white paper pasted on the vermilion lacquer door, and the dozens of small servants in front of the door had become four, wearing coarse linen clothes and tied straw ropes, and their spirits were not as good as before, wilting.

Mu Yunhan's carriage arrived and no one came to greet him, so Mu Li stepped forward with a straight face, "Who is the director?"

A few little guys lazily stepped forward and saluted, "The master of the house hasn't gotten up yet, wait a minute." ”

Mu Li frowned, "Who's going to do the funeral, it's not going to be a vigil all night if you haven't gotten up yet?"

Mu Yunhan waved her hand, if she didn't ask her carriage to go in, she would go in by herself.

She got out of the car and walked in with her head held high with a solemn expression.

The little guy came up to stop "this is"

Mu Yunhan stood still and looked at the little guy blocking the road lightly, "What's your name?"

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