Chapter 921: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 921: Love, Hate, and Poaching (2)
Leaning back and lying on the cool bamboo couch, Mo Yan rested her hands behind her head and said leisurely, “That’s true. The Mu family did indirectly help us a lot. But the name ‘Mu’ sounds familiar. Have I heard it somewhere before?”
Xue Tuanzi rolled its eyes at Mo Yan and immediately switched to mockery mode. “You’ve been drinking spiritual spring water for years and eating all sorts of good things, yet your brain still doesn’t work. Isn’t this Mu family the same family as your sworn younger brother and sister?”
What? This Mu family was the same one as Zhao’er and Sheng’er’s?
Mo Yan was shocked. She sat up abruptly, too preoccupied to argue with Xue Tuanzi’s sharp tongue. She grabbed it and asked, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
She had only known that Marquis of Yongchang’s wife’s nephew was surnamed Mu and was born into a prestigious family. However, she had never considered that this Mu family was connected to her sworn siblings.
Xue Tuanzi rolled its eyes again and struggled out of her grasp. “You never asked. Why would I bring it up for no reason? Besides, as long as the Mu family hasn’t provoked you, they have nothing to do with you. Even if you know, so what? Are you planning to seek justice for your sworn brother and sister?”
“Why not? They are my siblings. What’s wrong with helping them?” Mo Yan replied indifferently. After years of companionship, she already saw the siblings as her own family. Zhao’er had never given up on revenge. If she could help, why wouldn’t she?
“Yan Yan, why don’t you let Yun Zhao handle this himself? You can help him for a while, but not for a lifetime. He needs to grow. Why not wait until he’s strong enough to take revenge on his own?” Xue Tuanzi floated in front of Mo Yan and continued, “Avenging his grudge against the Mu family is his driving force. If you intervene, how do you know it won’t harm him instead? Let Yun Zhao take care of the Mu family himself. Unless the day comes when he confronts them and faces an insurmountable challenge, then you can step in. It won’t be too late then.”
Mo Yan frowned and seriously pondered Xue Tuanzi’s words. In the end, she had to admit it made sense. “You’re right. I’ll leave this matter for now and wait until Yun Zhao grows up.”
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Mo Yan temporarily put aside the Mu family but did not let Fan Meijiao off the hook.
When Marquis of Yongchang’s wife visited the Zhao family for the second time, hoping to finalize the marriage soon and set a date for an official proposal, over a hundred magpies flew into the Zhao family’s courtyard. They arranged themselves in midair to form four large characters: A Match Made in Heaven!
Such a phenomenon—let alone witnessing it in person, people had never even heard of it before. Yet today, it was happening right before their eyes, leaving no room for doubt.
Watching the chattering magpies, as if they were offering congratulations, everyone instinctively believed that this marriage was truly a match made in heaven. Even Fan Meijiao, who had initially been dissatisfied with the arrangement, suddenly became eager. She began fantasizing about marrying into the Mu family, living a life above others, and basking in the admiration and flattery of noblewomen.
The Marquis of Yongchang’s wife, who had once looked down on Fan Meijiao, had nothing to say and became even more invested in the marriage.
When she hurried to the Mu family and told her sister about the strange phenomenon at the Zhao household, Madam Mu immediately invited a matchmaker to formally propose. The Zhao family readily agreed, believing there could be no better match.
Of course, word of the strange event spread among the Zhao family’s servants. By the time the rumor had circulated widely, the magpies had transformed into phoenixes, shocking countless people.
Upon learning that the marriage was settled, Mo Yan didn’t pay it any further attention. She merely sent a bird to keep an eye on Fan Meijiao to prevent her from causing more trouble.
While Fan Meijiao happily prepared her dowry, she still didn’t give up on making Mo Yan uncomfortable. This time, she had the Zhao family’s old matriarch pressure her youngest daughter—who had married into the Cui family—to speed up arranging a marriage between the Mo and Cui families.
(End of Chapter)
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