Chapter 232 Giving Gifts

Author: Egret Ye Qilin

Chapter 232 Giving Gifts

Protector's Palace.

After Yang Mu came back, he distributed all the things he bought at the night market to everyone.

Not only did Duobaoyuan have them, but Yang Shitou and Mrs. Bao also had them, and even the maids and women in Cuizhuyuan had them.

Yang Shitou held three flavors of candied haws in his arms and nibbled on each one.

A bite of hawthorn, a bite of sweet potato, a bite of cherry...

The little face that has grown fleshy is full of satisfaction.

Yang Mu sent out all the irrelevant people, and then told Mrs. Bao Lin Xiao's suggestion.

Mrs. Bao nodded and said, "I originally wanted to talk to you about this, but you left directly from Duobaoyuan. I asked Mother Wan to send a message to Mother Song, telling Mother Lu to stay.

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She also nibbled on a bunch of sweet potato-flavored candied haws, and said, "Later, Grandma Song replied and said that there was one more person left behind, named Lu Yao, who is the biological sister of the killer Lu Ke."

Yang Mu asked in surprise: "Lu Ke has a younger sister?"

Mrs. Bao said: "If Mother Song hadn't told her, we wouldn't have known. We should pay attention to this person. Her brother died at your hands, but she shouldn't have any thoughts of seeking revenge from you."

Yang Mu was a little excited and asked: "So there are only two servants in Peony Courtyard now?"

Mrs. Bao held a piece of candied haws in her mouth and asked, "Why, are you going to beat up the drowned dog?"

Yang Mu hurriedly shook his head and said: "How can that be done? That is my sister. I want to cherish her, respect her, comfort her, and protect her! I am willing to do this, Yes, I do!"

Mrs. Bao listened to Yang Mu's strange singing, with an expression on her face like "Only a ghost will believe you."

Yang Mu smiled and said, "I'm going to give her something good!"

While Mrs. Bao looked confused, Yang Mu changed into night clothes and quietly climbed out of the courtyard wall.

Mrs. Bao picked off the last piece of sweet potato and muttered: "Wear night clothes to give gifts? Funeral?"

Yang Mu smiled mysteriously, revealing a row of small white teeth.

Isn't it just a funeral?

Tonight, Yang Chen'en and his wife took Yang Zhen and his wife to Night Tower to attend the birthday banquet of the Princess Regent. Since they were not at the mansion, Yang Mu's whereabouts were much more convenient.

Yang Mu was hiding from the patrolling mother-in-law in the mansion, and secretly poked at Peony Courtyard. He was about to fly over the wall, but was held down by a hand on his shoulder.

Yang Mu was so frightened that he almost screamed. He turned around and saw that the person coming was actually He Sanniang.

He Sanniang asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

She was originally sleeping in the house, but later Yang Muming Qiaoqiao gave her a bag of cakes bought at the night market, and a knock on the door woke her up.

As soon as I ate two pieces of pastry, I felt someone climbing over the wall from the yard and went out. I became curious and followed him out.

Seeing that the figure in front of Ye Xingyi looked like Yang Mu, he followed him all the way.

Yang Mu blinked and whispered: "I want to give Yang Fei a small gift."

He Sanniang disagreed and said: "She is going to kill you, and you still give her gifts?"

Yang Mu: "..."

Does my master not know what it means to speak sarcastically?

Yang Mu took off a small bamboo tube from his belt, opened the lid and showed it to He Sanniang. She and Lin Xiao had been searching by the lake for a long time before they found such a small bucket.

He Sanniang walked over curiously, and when she saw clearly the squirming creatures inside, she immediately looked disgusted.

"Are you just giving this to Yang Fei?"

He Sanniang was puzzled as to why leeches were given as gifts. She thought of a possibility and immediately asked, "Is this a medicine introduction?"

Yang Mu said speechlessly: "This is to deal with her!"

He Sanniang looked at Yang Mu seriously, and after a moment she realized what the so-called "giving a gift" meant.

Yang Mu was shocked by He Sanniang's emotional intelligence. He held his forehead to calm down, then flew up the courtyard wall and jumped down silently.

He Sanniang also followed closely behind, and Taoist Aunt He's curiosity was not ordinary.

Yang Mu crouched and walked carefully in the Peony Courtyard.

Because she had been here once before, she knew which room Yang Fei lived in. She bent down and lurked under the window sill of Yang Fei's bedroom. After listening carefully, she was a little surprised.

There was only the sound of Yang Fei's breathing in this room. Didn't it mean that there were two people left? No one came to serve Yang Fei?

What she didn't know was that Lu's mother fell ill because of Qiuyue's incident and couldn't get up in the house; and Lu Yao had just heard about Lu Ke's death and was dazed in the tea room.

In the afternoon, all the servants of the Peony Courtyard were taken away by Aunt Song, who also "incidentally" told her about the current situation in the Duke's Mansion.

After several days of fear, Yang Fei was exhausted both physically and mentally. Although she was a little angry and worried about her current situation, she couldn't hold it any longer and fell asleep in the evening.

Yang Mu opened the door and sneaked in quietly.

Seeing Yang Mu's look, He Sanniang looked disdainful. She walked to Yang Fei's bed and put her hand on Yang Fei's temple. Yang Fei's head tilted to one side.

Yang Mu, who was on tiptoe, was startled, stiffened and looked at He Sanniang, this...

He Sanniang shrugged and said: "He's not dead, he fell asleep."

Yang Mu was relieved. Yang Fei was dead now, and everyone would think she was the one who killed her.

He Sanniang looked at Yang Mu curiously and asked, "How do you want to give a gift?"

Yang Mu smiled evilly and lifted Yang Fei's quilt.

…

The next day, the sky suddenly appeared.

Yang Mu got up and continued to meditate for half an hour.

Daishan entered the room at the usual time, lifted the bed curtains, and whispered: "Miss, there is a message from the Duke's wife, asking the lady not to leave the house today."

Yang Mu said "Hmm" and said, "Find a more festive fairy dress with wide sleeves."

Daishan's eyes lit up and he asked: "Miss, is there any happy event?"

Yang Mu opened his eyes and asked: "When the Duke's wife sent the message, didn't she say why she didn't let me leave the house?"

Seeing Daishan shaking his head, Yang Mu narrowed his eyes. Chen really made no secret of his dislike of her and didn't even say hello to her in advance about today's appointment.

If Lin Xiao hadn't specifically mentioned this last night, she wouldn't have known anything.

Yang Shitou was woken up by the two talking. He stretched and stretched, opened his sleepy eyes, and said in a sweet voice: "Sister, morning!"

Yang Mu smiled, rubbed his disheveled hair lovingly, and said, "The stove should be burning today, how about we eat cake?"

She had already whipped butter last night, and it was time to make cakes in the morning.

When Yang Shitou heard the word "cake", he immediately became energetic. He sat up straight and said excitedly: "I want to decorate flowers!"

Daishan also smiled, picked up the small clothes on the hanger, and put them on Yang Shitou while saying: "Okay, okay, young master, come and decorate the flowers!"

Now Yang Shitou is already the adopted son of the Yang family, and naturally becomes the young master of the Yang family.

Yang Shitou jumped excitedly on the bed, counting the cakes that were ready and who he would give them to.

"One for my mother, one for my father, one for Sister Daishan, one for Sister Qiaoqiao, one for Qiuqiu, one for Da Ya, one for Bao Dalang (mother), one for Sifu..."

Yang Mu scratched his head. Poor Aunt Bao was actually ranked behind Qiuqiu and Hei Da Ya...

No, who is Sifu?

Yang Mu curiously asked: "Shitou, who is Sifu?"

Yang Shitou pointed to the study and said: "The sleeping Si Fu (Master)!"

Yang Mu slapped his forehead, He Sanniang rarely traveled except for eating, so she always ignored this second-level master.

"Shitou, that's my sister's master, just call her Aunt He." Yang Mu corrected.

Yang Shitou scratched his hair with his little finger and said: "But Si (yes), she asked me to call Sifu (Master)."

Yang Mu paused while putting on clothes. He Sanniang asked Yang Shitou to call him Master? Why?
Chapter completed!