C21
On the other side, at the Heart Pavilion.
"Mother, even if he's married, I …"
"Shut up!" The young maiden shouted angrily, "How can a young lady from Mu Family be someone else's concubine? Where is the clan's reputation?"
The middle-aged man stroked his beard, "Peony, Jiang Nan recently has a few new Elementary Scholars, and they are all promising candidates. Your father will introduce them to you tomorrow?"
The young girl in the light purple dress continuously twisted the handkerchief.
"Bao`er, it has to be him!" The young woman was slightly angry.
The middle-aged man sighed, "Forget it, let me ask Instructor Mo. He seems to have the intention of using our Mu Manor's financial resources and the identity of a direct descendent to become the young master of the Mu Clan. Perhaps, we can give it a try."
The young maiden frowned. "If you don't agree, then where is the Mu Estate's face?"
The middle-aged man smiled and stroked his beard, "Instructor Mo is a businessman. Without business people and money, there will always be women. But the position of the Madam should be left for families with resources to support."
In the room, Tang Xuenan and Mo Bei were surrounded by an ambiguous atmosphere. Tang Xuenan, who was trying to retreat, found that she had nowhere to run to, so she hit the door with her back. When Mo Bei pulled Tang Xuenan along to let her try who was her husband, a servant informed her from outside the door at the wrong time.
"Instructor Mo, Master invited Instructor Mo and Divine Doctor Xue to the banquet tonight."
Mo Bei, who was a bit annoyed, replied, "Got it."
The servant outside the door did not withdraw, and continued to shout, "The First Madam thinks highly of Divine Doctor Xue and gives her a small gift. Please accept it, Divine Doctor Xue."
Only then did the dark faced Mo Bei slowly open the door. Tang Xuenan suddenly felt a golden ray of light reflected by the sun in front of her. Just this thin gift was carried in a golden chest.
He couldn't wait to open it and see what kind of 'thin gift' the ancient people gave him. As he looked through it, he introduced it in detail.
"This piece of Mo Bao is Madam's collection of 'Panasonic Children'. Madam will be welcoming the guests with respect to the divine doctor's feelings."
"This fan made from sandalwood and flowers, the exquisite jade carving of the fan, was created by Young Master Yu. It is the only one."
"This dagger was made by the Persia Empire outside the fort. The Ancestral Emerald Jewels embedded on the dagger are large and complete. It is a rare sight."
"This Luminous Pearl is gifted to the Divine Doctor. We can play with it at night."
"..."
Tang Xuenan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as she stared at the colorful jewelry and calligraphy in front of her.
This was indeed the work of the Mu Residence, the number one consortium in Jiangnan. Each gift was more expensive than the last. There was no gold or silver, and the taste was unique and grand.
Tang Xuenan was unable to contain her joy, she flipped through a piece of clothing, and the servant hurriedly introduced, "This garment looks normal, but the Dark Pattern is cut from the Eighteenth Squad of the Embroidered Women in the capital. With golden threads embedded within, a peacock appears on the back under the night light, while in the day it is a white plum pattern."
Tang Xuenan's face twitched when the servant said that it was just an ordinary set of clothes, not mentioning the Dark Pattern and the embroidery work.
"I still have to trouble you to thank the First Madam for me. This box of gifts is expensive, I'll personally go and thank the First Madam in a while."
The servant bowed and left.
Mo Bei snorted in disdain and leaned against the bed as he watched Tang Xuenan happily flipping through the golden box. "I have no experience."
"What did you say?" Tang Xuenan raised her head, puzzled.
Mo Bei looked away. "It's nothing."
It was strange, this man was always angry. It seemed that he was not as narrow-minded as he used to be. It was likely that his internal breathing had been unstable recently.
Tang Xuenan happily took out the low-key dark pink dress embroidered with white plums. She found a beaded hairpin and began to comb her hair, which had been taught by the Lady Boss to be the most popular hairstyle in the world.
Mo Bei looked around lazily and said unhappily, "This hairstyle belongs to a girl."
"Aren't I just a little girl?"
"You're married." Mo Bei was a bit hesitant, but he still said it confidently.
Tang Xuenan turned around and smiled at Mo Bei, "Marry who? "Iron egg."
The man turned his body over and turned his back … So what if he wasn't Iron Egg? He had clearly kowtowed before him, but the one he married was Iron Egg. Mo Bei's eyes dimmed a little and actually started to get angry at a silly man.
"Alright, let's go to the dinner party." Tang Xuenan, who had finished dressing up, turned Mo Bei, who was minding his own business, over.
Mo Bei's eyes lit up when he saw Tang Xuenan, who was dressed properly.
Was this still that country girl?
Tang Xuenan's skin was snow-white, and her hair was neatly combed into a neat bun. A golden butterfly swayed along with her movements, looking cute and adorable. Even their undeveloped, shriveled bodies looked exquisite and not weak because of the cut of their dresses. Suddenly, an image of a lively and obedient girl appeared in front of him.
Those idiots who were here to pay their respects were immediately thrown out of Mo Bei's mind. He was currently accompanying Tang Xuenan in her capacity as his husband to the banquet at the Mu Manor. Thinking of this, his mood instantly brightened.
Tang Xuenan looked at Mo Bei's rapidly changing face in amusement. It was said that the minds of modern girls were hard to guess, but the minds of beautiful men in ancient times were also not that easy to guess.
Tang Xuenan made a very natural gesture of holding her arm, bringing Mo Bei with her to the banquet hall where the servants were waiting for guests.
However, Mo Bei seemed to be overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. Men and women shouldn't be too intimate with each other, but it seemed good to have his arm held like this. Mo Bei lowered his head to look at the girl beside him. The butterfly hair ornament on his head swayed up and down as he walked, looking really pretty.
"Welcome to Divine Doctor Xue and Instructor Mo!" The servant had already begun reporting.
A figure quickly strode over.
"Mu Chen?" Tang Xuenan was shocked to see that the young master who had suffered from Mu Family disease was actually acting like nothing had happened. After clearing his fever, he started to walk around to greet his guests.
Tang Xuenan observed that the skin transplantation on her legs was going much more smoothly than she had expected. Over the past few days, the needle and thread seemed to be gradually absorbed by her skin. Her skin was alive and coiled, and the color of her face was getting closer and closer to her skin color. If the original seams of the silicone nose looked like they were made out of a map, then now they looked like they had been injured after a fall.
"Congratulations Young Master Mu." From the bottom of her heart, Tang Xuenan was happy for this unlucky young master. If it weren't for the fact that he had run away from home, that he had been slandered into the government, that he refused to bet, and that he had received a nasal punishment, he would still be having fun in the midst of Ying Yan's pampered concubines.
Mu Chen approached Tang Xuenan quietly and whispered in her ear, "Sister Xue, I will go with you to roam the Jianghu after this!"
This shocked Tang Xuenan. Mo Bei, who had excellent hearing, frowned and was about to turn into a piece of scrap paper. However, he still wanted to hear Tang Xuenan's answer.
Tang Xuenan pinched Mu Chen's ear and said bluntly, "Even if you ask me for five hundred gold, I won't take it! "Very troublesome!"
Mu Chen was in so much pain that he didn't dare cry out. He gasped, "2000 taels, let me bid 2000 taels."
"2000 taels, I'll kidnap you and sell it to your father." Tang Xuenan turned around and left.