2527 Trivial



"Mu Qiao has returned home!"

"The Mu Clan's Young Lady Mu Qiao, after being separated for more than 10 years, has finally returned home!"

Mo Lian's could not help but squint dangerously when his finger stopped on a stack of papers with similar titles.

This Mu Qiao couldn't be the one he was thinking of, right?

He reached out to flip open the files and started scanning through them swiftly.

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The Mu Estate's Liujin Court.

Mu Qingya carefully wrung a face towel and tenderly handed it to her husband Mu Jingfeng, who was sitting next to her.

There was a faint smile on Mu Jingfeng's cold face when he took the towel and wiped his face. He asked absent-mindedly, "I heard that Xingchen ran over to Tinglan Courtyard and caused trouble?"

Mu Qingya sighed. "This child is still too rash. I have already lectured him, so you shouldn't scold him, my lord."

"You're always shielding him." Mu Jingfeng glared at her. "He is the young master of the Mu Clan and has to shoulder the responsibility of the entire Mu Clan in the future. You cannot be too indulgent."

Mu Qingya smiled at this. "Look at what my lord is saying. Xingchen, this child, does not need me or you to worry about him normally. He is very responsible."

"There is a reason for today's incident. If not for Concubine Shi…" When Mu Qingya saw Mu Jingfeng looking askance at her, she couldn't help but bite her lip and swallow the second half of her sentence.

After mulling it over in her mind, she still couldn't resist speaking up. "My lord, today Xingchen suggested to me that we use the bloodline talisman to vet that girl in Tinglan Courtyard."

Mu Jingfeng's glowered in displeasure. "Nonsense! He wants to open the ancestral temple and request the bloodline talisman for such a trivial matter?"

Mu Qingya persuaded, "My lord, how could this be a trivial matter? This is a great matter that concerns the bloodline of the ancestors!"

"I see that Xingchen's words have made you muddleheaded too. You just believe him when he says that she is not his younger sister?"

"She was brought back from Sikong Planet. There is no mistake." Mu Jingfeng casually waved his hand. "No need to mention this matter again! His cultivation hasn't increased after running about during this period of time. Relay my message for him to properly go into closed-door cultivation. Don't keep thinking about those messy and imaginary matters of the secular world."

"My lord."

"Enough!" Mu Jingfeng flicked his sleeve and got up. He walked out with an abnormally apathetic expression on his face.

Mu Xingchen received the news an hour later.

He was sitting in his study and crushed a porcelain, writing brush rinse cup.

"Young Master, Madam says that you cannot be overhasty. She will find a chance to persuade the master again," The boy servant standing in front of the desk informed while trembling.

This was the first time he saw his young master lose his temper so badly. The young master was so furious that he seemed to want to tear apart everything he saw.

"He knew from the first glance that that b*tch wasn't his daughter!" Mu Xingchen seethed.

He had been saying, with his father's eye of discernment as the family head of the Mu Clan, how could the truth escape his eyes?

"Y-Young Master!" The boy servant was nearly frightened to death.

"He is the one who wants to keep that fake! He's the one who doesn't want to see Qiaoqiao! That's why he's unwilling to open the ancestral hall and take out the bloodline talisman!"

"This coward!"

"What wrong did my Qiaoqiao commit to have to shoulder all of this?"

"Young Master!!" The boy servant looked like he was about to faint.

Pl-Please! Can you not rain curses on the family head in front of a lowly nobody like him?

Life was so precious. He truly didn't want to kick the bucket so early!