Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife - Chapter 32

[Chapter 32 The Bloody Case Caused by the Oil-Paper Umbrella]

Everything on the boat is complete, but you just need to do it yourself.

Su Qing was still a little uncomfortable, always looking listless, and Mu Yunyao was reluctant to let her do it. Liu Liang asked him to hack people, but if he was cooking, he might not be able to eat it.

Mu Yunyao did it herself, simply, her cooking skills are also good, simple home-cooked dishes are more delicious than others.

The boatmen brought their own dry food to eat, so Mu Yunyao only made things for the three of them, and it didn’t take much effort. Although she wanted to win Liuliang’s heart, she didn’t give up the air of being the master. Every time she waited for her and Su Qing to finish eating, before ordering Liuliang to eat what was left in the pot.

Liu Liang was hesitant at first, but after spending five or six days on the water, he got used to it. As long as Mu Yunyao gave an order, he would eat it immediately, and no matter how much was left in the pot, he would eat it cleanly, which made Mu Yunyao feel very miraculous.

On the tenth day, the ship had arrived in the Huaijiang River Basin, and it was time to dock to replenish what was missing. The docking place is Huai’an City Wharf, which has entered the south of the Yangtze River, and its architectural style is completely different from that of Yancheng.

The house looks tall and slender, the details are exquisite and delicate, the wing corners are slender, and the eaves are raised and ready to fly, which is refreshing.

Mu Yunyao helped Su Qing get off the boat, and after stepping on the ground, she only felt that her footsteps were fluttering, and she was not used to it.

“Mother, let’s go shopping too and take a look at things along the way.”

“Well, good.” Being able to keep his feet on the ground, Su Qing’s spirit has improved a lot. Looking at the flow of people coming and going on the shore, and the various stalls on the shore, he feels a little dizzying.

Mu Yunyao took her to watch it slowly, walked to a place where oil paper umbrellas were sold, and Su Qing stopped to take a closer look.

“It’s raining in the south of the Yangtze River. If my mother likes it, we’ll buy two and just use them.”

Su Qing hurriedly shook his head, pointed to a pink oil-paper umbrella and said softly, “I just think this umbrella matches your clothes very well.”

The umbrella is painted with oblique branches of peach blossoms, with only a few strokes, and the gorgeous look of peach blossoms leaps up.

Because of her filial piety, Mu Yunyao wore a moon-white jacket with a dark pattern with a shaking collar and a skirt of the same color on her lower body. Very similar indeed.

Mu Yunyao picked up the umbrella and opened it up, turned around in a circle, bowed to Su Qing, and made the gesture of a little daughter: “Mother, how is it?”

Su Qing’s eyes were full of joy, and without waiting for Mu Yunyao to speak, he took out the money and bought the umbrella: “Yao’er…”

“This girl is polite, but she likes this flower umbrella. If she likes it, I’ll buy it for you.” A gentleman in silk and grosgrain leaned over, his eyes were full of teasing and banter. As he spoke, his hand was already towards Mu Yunyao The hand holding the oil-paper umbrella touched it.

Su Qing’s expression changed, and he directly stood in front of Mu Yunyao: “What are you going to do in broad daylight?”

“Hey, don’t worry about this lady, I just want to give your daughter an umbrella.” Brother Gongzi’s eyes moved, and the servant behind him immediately stepped forward and pushed Su Qing aside.

Seeing that Su Qing was pushed and staggered, Mu Yunyao closed the umbrella, and the smile on her lips had completely lost its warmth: “You want to give me an umbrella?”

Brother Gongzi’s eyes lit up: “Yes, whatever the girl likes, you can buy it for the girl below.”

“Our young master is the young master of Caiyue Pavilion, and everyone in Jiangnan knows it.”

“It’s really a blessing from the previous life that the girl can be seen by our young master!”

Caiyue Pavilion, I really can’t imagine that the world is so small. She just used the name of Caiyue Pavilion to cheat the shopkeeper of Chunxiufang. At this moment, she met the young owner of Caiyue Pavilion. put on fire!

Mu Yunyao held the oil-paper umbrella in both hands, and a cold light flashed in her eyes: “I think the peach blossoms on this umbrella are very good, but I don’t like pink, so I want to use red.”

Brother Young Master turned to look at the old man who sold the umbrella: “Didn’t you hear the girl say, take out the red one quickly.”

“Young master, forgive me, little old man doesn’t have a red peach umbrella here.” The pink peach with a red umbrella, I’m afraid it won’t sell!

Brother Young Master looked unhappy: “If you don’t have one, you have to find a way to get one, or I will let someone smash your booth. Girl, don’t worry, I will help you find a red peach umbrella.”

Su Qing shouted urgently, but the people around him stayed away. This Tan Bawang was a famous little overlord in Huai’an City. He was called Tan Wangba. In Huai’an City, the Tan family controlled most of the silk business. Farmers, no one dared to offend him.

Mu Yunyao smiled lightly, a splendid smile on her jade-like face, “Why don’t you help me personally?”

“Okay, personally, help you personally, how can the girl ask me to help you?” Tan Bawang said, gently leaning forward, ready to kiss Fang Ze.

Mu Yunyao suddenly raised the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, smashed it down at Tan Bawang’s head, and then took advantage of the gap between his bows and kicked him in the crotch:

“The little Caiyue Pavilion dares to bully my Spring Embroidery Workshop, and he doesn’t weigh or weigh himself. In front of the Spring Embroidery Workshop, you people from Caiyue Pavilion are not even a dog! Tell you , this lady belongs to the Han family of Chunxiufang, if it annoys me, I will ask my uncle Han Chun to tear down the signboard of your Caiyue Pavilion!”

“Ow, little bitch…you…what happened to your Spring Embroidery Workshop, do you really think my Caiyue Pavilion is afraid of you?”

The oil-paper umbrella in Mu Yunyao’s hand was used as a stick, and she would pull it wherever it hurts, turning Tan Bawang into a spinning top: “Aren’t you afraid? If you’re not afraid, how did Tan Liuzhi beg my uncle to let him go? Are you capable? Tan Liuzhi doesn’t even come here in person today, even if you were killed, your Tan family wouldn’t dare to cry out!”

“You… you… ah, little bastard… bastard, are you all dead, hurry up and save this young master!” Tan Bawang roared at the two stupid little servants.

“Hey, young master!”

Mu Yunyao hurriedly stepped back and shouted behind him, “Liu Liang, chop up this little servant for me to feed the dog!”

Liuliang, who was rushing over, threw away the snacks in his hand and flew two steps to Mu Yunyao’s side. The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he abruptly cut off the finger that was stretched out by a servant.

“Ah, help, murdered!”

The corners of Mu Yunyao’s eyes moved, and a smile flashed in her eyes: “Stop Liuliang, for the sake of Tan Liuzhi’s sake, spare your life, this young lady is going to the imperial capital, and if you can, go to the imperial capital to seek revenge for me, now , aren’t you going to help me find the red peach umbrella, it’s done now.”

As she said that, she slammed open the paper umbrella in her hand, only to see a little blood stained on the surface of the umbrella, and the color was bright red.

“I’ll give you this oil-paper umbrella, take it back as a souvenir.”

Mu Yunyao stepped forward and grabbed Su Qing, who was already frightened, and gave Liu Liang a look, turned around and left slowly, turning around the corner, she lifted the hem of her skirt and pulled Su Qing to run forward quickly: ” Mother, hurry up and run, it will be miserable if someone catches up.”

[End of This Chapter]