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The old mistress saw that Mu Bingyue was not angry as she had expected and instead lowered her head humbly. She heaved a sigh of relief and continued, "Let's put it this way then …" If you are willing to take the initiative to tell your grandfather to withdraw from the selection, for the sake of Mu Family, after I have recovered from my illness, I will give you a generous dowry, and transfer the manor that you grew up in to your name. Then, I will choose two sensible old women to help you find a good home to live in. "

Mu Bingyue remained silent with a frightened look on her face, as if she was afraid to speak.

He was indeed petty.

The madame continued earnestly, "Little Seven, with your status …" In the capital, there is no way for you to settle down. As long as you have a good family background, the young master would not marry you, let alone a prince. Only when you return to the countryside will you be able to live a peaceful life. This will be the best result for you, or perhaps for your Mu Family, what do you think? "

Not only did it require Mu Bingyue to take the initiative to withdraw from the election and return to her hometown, it also required her to treat her illness. This way, he would be able to obtain the bit of a dowry and the two capable servants that she spoke of!

How ironic!

This Mu Bingyue's presence in the Mu Family was indeed a big trouble, her existence was like a plague.

She bit her lips in thought, and the more the madame spoke, the more grateful she became. At the end of her sentence, she looked up at the madame with a touched expression and said emotionally, "I have heard what the madame said. Bingyue thanks the madame for her love, and I am unable to repay her kindness. I will follow your instructions for everything else. "

The madame could not see a single flaw on Mu Bingyue's face. Her frightened look was one of genuine weakness and agitation. Thinking that she still needed to rely on Mu Bingyue for her illness and how easy to bribe her, she smiled hypocritically. "Do you still want to call me old madam?"

Mu Bingyue looked shyly at the madame and said shyly, "Grandmother."

Her voice was crisp and clear, and she sounded like she was a young girl. The madame was moved and nodded, "Good child!"

Mu Bingyue pursed her lips and smiled shyly, covering the ridicule in her eyes.

Do you really agree?

Of course not!

But the current her had no one at the Mu Family to rely on, she didn't even have a servant to serve her. Other than agreeing, she had no other choice. But... She was determined to win the marriage selection three days later!

What she wanted to do could only be accomplished with the title of 'Royal Consort'.

But... She needed an opportunity!

After having breakfast with the madame, Mu Bingyue made an excuse to go out and buy some herbs that were missing from the Mu Manor's storehouse. Nanny Liu followed her and the two of them rode a horse carriage to the largest street in the east, Julin Street.

When the carriage left the alley of the Mu Manor, it bumped into a wall and came to a sudden halt. Nanny Liu had hit the pillar of the carriage and fainted.

Mu Bingyue noticed the fragrance coming from the air and her expression turned serious. She hurriedly took out two red bean sized medicinal pellets from her sleeve and stuffed them into her nose. After a moment of dizziness, she finally woke up under the cooling medicine in her nose.

First the carriage collided, then the knockout powder blew over. Could it be … Ninth Miss again?

Mu Bingyue simply closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious, trying to find out what she really wanted to do.

After a while, they felt the carriage sink. Two figures seemed to have dragged the unconscious Nanny Liu and the driver away. Mu Bingyue closed her eyes, but her hidden hands secretly circulated all the spirit energy in her body.

After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the carriage once again sank down. A familiar fragrance of peppermint wafted into the air, accompanied by a faint smell of blood.

Was it him?