Mu Qingying paused and asked Xiu Shui to bring over the embroidery.
"Wash this clean, and on the anniversary of my mother's death, burn it as a token of filial piety to my mother, who is also my sister."
“…”
Hearing Mu Qingqing's words, Mu Qingwan almost vomited blood.
"yes!"
But I can't say anything.
I could only lower my head and agree.
She first said that her family did not need to give gifts to the Queen Mother, and then she said that she would burn this for her mother.
Now... the Mu family is like a raging fire cooking oil.
"Forget it, there are only a few days away from my mother. Looking at the calligraphy embroidered by my sister must be very good. You can copy some scriptures for my mother! When the time comes, they will also be enshrined on the case together."
Mu Qingwan was still brainstorming when she heard what Mu Qingxing said again.
She was already wailing in her heart.
Copying scriptures is the most boring thing.
However, she had to do it. After all, she was willing to embroider such a difficult double-sided embroidery for a person she had never met.
What's wrong with copying some scriptures for your own mother at this time
Even if you don't want to, you have to pretend to be happy.
"I also want to do this these days."
Mu Qingwan smiled slightly and looked at Fanhua again.
"Fan Hua, go down and get twenty military sticks!"
Mu Qingqing glanced at Fanhua and asked her to go down to receive the punishment. The people around him were very loyal.
But this lack of distinction between good and bad also gave her a headache.
Mu Qingwan was obviously dissatisfied with this, her eyes flashed slightly, but she still said nothing.
As the flowers faded, Mu Qingwan also stopped copying scriptures.
The room returned to a quiet state.
Mu Qingqing sat for a while and then heard someone say, Dongfang is here in vain.
When Dongfang Jibai came in, all the maids in the room lost their thoughts.
Mu Qingying couldn't help but shook his head and waited until Dongfang had changed the medicine.
She even felt that her arm would be completely healed in two days.
"I wonder if Mr. Dongfang has any... trauma medicine."
Mu Qingqing asked.
Fanhua was beaten with twenty military sticks, and her skin and flesh must have been torn.
"Yes! If you want it, I will still give it to you."
Dongfang Jibai said, taking out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box and placing it on the table.
When she first came in, I heard that she pulled her personal guard down and beat her.
I must have asked for this medicine for that personal guard.
"Thank you Mr. Dongfang."
Mu Qingqing said, slowly picking up the tea cup.
However, she almost drank up the glass of water. Dongfang Jibai still sat there with a smile on his face, a bright look on his face.
Mu Qingqing was speechless for a moment. Wasn't he serving tea to see off the guests
This Dongfang is so white, how can he be so shameless
"I find the general very interesting."
Dongfang Jibai suddenly said something with a playful smile.
Mu Qingying paused, what does interesting mean
"I don't know, do the border towns still need military doctors?"
Dongfang Jibai looked at her, his red phoenix eyes slightly raised, showing indescribable tenderness and sweetness.
"You are a miracle doctor and you are used to rich clothes and fine food. Are you willing to go to that kind of place where you cry?"
Mu Qingying looked strange.
"I also want to travel all over the world's rivers, but this border town is a place where I have never stopped. It's where my heart goes."