"You didn't sell fake medicine," Mu Anxiao deliberately repeated the coachman's words in front of him, saying, "I never said you sold fake medicine, so you don't need to emphasize it like this."
"I..."
"The more you emphasize it, the more I feel something is off about you," Mu Anxiao said, her gaze sharpening. xxs
The coachman dodged her gaze and said, "What's off about me? I... I was just telling the truth."
"The truth," Mu Anxiao chuckled softly, looking down at Bing'er, who was looking up at her: "If I'm not mistaken, this child is also using this ointment, right?" After speaking, she looked back at the coachman.
The coachman: "How is that possible? I would never..."
"Her arm is covered in injuries, and those injuries are exactly what you called external wounds. If I'm not mistaken, the medicine that woman gave you was specifically for this child."
"I..." The coachman was rendered speechless.
Seeing Mu Anxiao's aggressive demeanor, Feng Qishi was also angered, "Mu Xiao, you've gone far enough."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao turned her gaze back to Feng Qishi and retorted, "What do you mean I've gone far enough? I'm just investigating."
"Investigating," Feng Qishi scoffed, stepping forward to stand before Mu Anxiao. "Stop with the investigation. He's someone from my estate, and I know him better than you do. You shut up."
"He's trying to trick me, so naturally, I need to investigate his background thoroughly. Otherwise, what if he keeps tricking me?" Mu Anxiao was determined to contradict Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi's expression stiffened, "Can't you see?"
"What do you want me to see?"
"That child," Feng Qishi said, glancing down at Bing'er.
Mu Anxiao followed Feng Qishi's gaze and also glanced at Bing'er, who was still looking at them without saying a word. "I haven't taken my anger out on her, so why..."
"They are already so pitiful, and you still insist on causing trouble, Mu Xiao," Feng Qishi interrupted, looking at Mu Anxiao's face in disbelief and shaking his head slightly. "You are simply unreasonable."
"Pitiful..." Mu Anxiao said, scoffing. "Those who are pitiful often have something detestable about them. You've heard that saying before, haven't you?"
"You..."
"There are many pitiful people in this world, they won't miss them. Besides," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at the coachman who had lowered his head, "it's precisely because he's pitiful that he should do good deeds. But look at him, he's done nothing but trick people. At this point, he should be accumulating virtue, not tricking others."
"Mu Xiao, I can't get through to you," Feng Qishi said, walking over to Bing'er and crouching down. "Bing'er, don't listen to her nonsense, understand?" He gently stroked Bing'er's head.
"It's all Bing'er's fault," Bing'er said, looking up at Mu Anxiao. "Please forgive my father."
"Your father's stinginess has extended to you... " Mu Anxiao stopped herself mid-sentence, suddenly realizing Bing'er was still a child. She withdrew her harsh and unpleasant words, saying, "Fine, I forgive your father." As she spoke, she glanced at the coachman who dared not meet her gaze.
Bing'er smiled.
Mu Anxiao couldn't help but force a smile, then turned to Feng Qishi, who had stood up. "Can we go in now?" she asked, pointing at the two servants standing by the door who had completely ignored her earlier.
"..." Feng Qishi sighed softly and looked at the two servants standing quietly. "Open the door."
"Yes, General," they said in unison, opening the door.
Then, Mu Anxiao looked down at Bing'er, who had just gracefully emerged, and said calmly, "Shen Moyun, I didn't expect you to treat this child quite well." As she spoke, she extended her hand to Bing'er.
Bing'er paused, asking, "What are you doing?"
"I'll lead you," Mu Anxiao tilted her chin. "Give me your hand."
Bing'er shook her head.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao looked confused. "Why?"
"Father said," Bing'er looked up at the coachman, "that I shouldn't hold strangers' hands."
"Your father..." Mu Anxiao said, turning to look at the coachman who still dared not look at her. "You have quite a few rules for this child."
The coachman chuckled sheepishly.
Looking at the coachman's expression, Mu Anxiao inexplicably felt a strange sensation, a feeling that made her lose basic trust in him. She even felt that... his expression, his words, were all fake. Even this child might not be his. With this thought, she decided to observe the coachman secretly.
So, she asked, "You're not going in through here, are you?"
The coachman: "No, I usually use the back door."
"The back door," Mu Anxiao said, a smile curving her lips. "Then, I'll go through the back door too."
"Why are you tagging along?" Feng Qishi sensed something was off about Mu Anxiao.
Mu Anxiao replied without even looking at Feng Qishi, "What do you mean tagging along? I just feel that as an unknown young lady, it wouldn't look good to enter through your main entrance."
"Go your own way." Feng Qishi had no intention of acting according to Mu Anxiao's wishes, as he worried she would find another way to mock the coachman.
"You..."
"Let's go, or I'll have him send you back."
"You... you win," Mu Anxiao was startled by Feng Qishi's words. She then looked at the coachman and said, "I'll find you later."
"You're not allowed to look for him," Feng Qishi said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao turned to face Feng Qishi, who was obstructing her at every turn, and said, "I like this child, so what if I want to find him?"
"It's a no, so no more nonsense." Feng Qishi shielded the coachman.
Mu Anxiao sneered, "No, can you not be so serious? It's making me seem like I'm going to eat him if I find him."
"...." Feng Qishi remained silent.
Mu Anxiao stared at Feng Qishi's cold expression, feeling truly awkward. "...No, you should respond when I'm talking to you. If you act like this, I'm losing face."
"Let's go in," Feng Qishi said casually.
Mu Anxiao gasped, then looked down at Bing'er. Bing'er ran behind the coachman and said, "Daddy, I'll go with you." She then tugged at the coachman's sleeve.
Seeing Bing'er deliberately avoiding her, Mu Anxiao was also speechless.
In an instant.
Mu Anxiao followed Feng Qishi through the back garden of the General's Estate.
As she walked, Mu Anxiao observed her surroundings, not forgetting to sniff the air for any strange scents.
Feng Qishi, hearing Mu Anxiao's breathing behind him and thinking about her deliberate provocation of the coachman earlier, couldn't help but ask, "Mu Anxiao, what exactly do you want?" As he asked, he stopped walking.
Mu Anxiao also stopped, looking up at the back of Feng Qishi's head without speaking.
Feng Qishi frowned when he heard no movement behind him, then turned to look at Mu Anxiao and said, "I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
Mu Anxiao lowered her head slightly and said, "I heard you."
"Then why aren't you answering?" Feng Qishi said calmly.