1250 Pay the Price
"This identity as a daughter of the Mu Clan has brought me calamity from birth." Qiao Mu frigidly looked straight ahead with a cynical smile, "You guys didn't tell me anything and let me live a lifetime in ignorance."
"This enmity has been destined since birth. There is no escape!"
Wei Ziqin gaped at the child before her.
There was not the slightest hint of endearment in her expression when talking about the Mu Clan. On the contrary, there was more disgust than anything else.
That disgust practically wanted to overflow from her eyes.
What a joke, why did she need to endear herself to a clan that had never taken care of her before? In fact, all the calamities she had suffered in the past were because of them.
"Mother, overprotectiveness is actually a kind of harm." Qiao Mu expounded bitingly, "Because a lot of the time, if we ourselves are not strong enough, then we're still the meat on other people's chopping blocks. Even if we want to peacefully and smoothly live out our lives, perhaps there are people who do not wish for you to live well."
"Qiaoqiao, did something happen that Mom does not know about?"
Qiao Mu shook her head and did not continue on.
After Wei Ziqin left in a bit of trepidation, Qiao Mu sat in a daze in front of the bronze mirror, staring at her own reflection the entire time.
Her mind kept playing her conversation with Wei Ziqin on repeat.
"Why did he ascertain without question that I am from the Mu Clan?"
"You look like your birth mother. Those who know your mother can recognize your birth with a single glance."
"No matter who you are." Qiao Mu threatened coldly as she stared at the hazy reflection in the bronze mirror. "I will make you pay the price!"
It was already enough to mess with her in her last lifetime. No matter who it was who foolishly dared to meddle with her in this life, she would make them… die!
After spacing out for a while, Qiao Mu felt a slight headache, so she got up and walked to her bed.
She tossed and turned, feeling unwell even after entering dreamland.
However, when she opened her eyes and saw Mo Lian's smiling face up close, her mood turned a bit better for some reason.
"Qiaoqiao, you truly are lazy, sleeping until the sun is high up in the sky." He poked her small face before lifting her up from the bed.
"What's wrong?" He kneaded her cheeks. "It's only been a night. Is it that you haven't seen me in too long that you're looking at me with this kind of gaze."
Qiaoqiao herself didn't know how adorable her gaze was. It was basically glued to him, unable to be peeled away.
"I…" Qiao Mu hooked his neck with her arms. "Mo Lian, I didn't sleep well the entire night."
"You must have been missing me." That guy shamelessly boasted as he carried her to the bronze mirror. Yet seeing that she was reaching for the heavenly phoenix violet jade hairpin, he hastily pushed aside her small hand.
Simply preposterous, he had spent so much time crafting a phoenix hairpin for Qiaoqiao to use during her hairpin ceremony, yet his grandmother snatched away his opportunity…
He was unhappy just thinking about it! Mo Lian promptly threw that heavenly phoenix violet jade hairpin into its brocade box. "Not wearing this one."
"What are you doing, Grandmother gave me this."
Mo Lian merely cast it a glance with a harrumph. "So what if Grandmother gave it to you. Wear the one I gave you."
"Qiaoqiao, why didn't you sleep well last night." Upon seeing Shaoyao walk in, Qiaoqiao patted Mo Lian with her hand.
Crown Prince Mo reluctantly lowered the comb in his hand and handed it over to Shaoyao.
"Didn't you say it was because I was missing you."
When Crown Prince Mo heard this, his eyes lit up. "You really were missing me."
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