Rebirth Of The General's Granddaughter

Chapter 39 A Vicious Sword-like Tongue [2], Part 1

Chapter 39 A Vicious Sword-like Tongue [2], Part 1

Why would she come to this gloomy courtyard to take a nap? And a nap lasted all afternoon?

Wang Yiping thought of all this and immediately felt annoyed. She knew if she wanted to follow Mu YingRui to Quanzhou, she must coax Zi You well. If Zi You did not agree, Old General Mu certainly would not agree.

If Old General Mu did not agree, even if Mu YingRui had double the courage, he still would not disobey his father. With one kick, the old general could send him from the back courtyard to the pond in front.

As soon as Wang Yiping thought she would have to sleep alone after the Mid-Autumn Festival, her heart felt as though a cat’s claw was scratching it, itching and painful.

Twisting her small waist, she ran bewitchingly in front of Mu YingRui and sat on his lap. She coyly said, “Laoye, I feel like You’er doesn’t seem like your daughter, but more like second uncle’s. When you’re not here, her being close with the second household, I didn’t say too much as I’m not her birth mother. But now Laoye is clearly in the house. When she came back, she didn’t come to her birth father to report her safety, but go to her uncle’s courtyard and she stayed for so long. I really don’t understand what that rough second uncle, other than martial arts, have compared to Laoye’s political wisdom and magnificence? Her mother was blind back then, but now she is blind too. I really feel injustice for Laoye.”

These words were very vicious! When Mu YingRui later learned the one Dier loved was Mu YingYi, how could he not hate Mu YingYi? But even if he hated, he couldn’t do anything to him.

On the official level, Mu YingYi was a second-ranked Dingguo General. He was only a fourth-ranked Quanzhou official. On the ability level, neither was a scholar. But Mu YingYi was that year’s martial arts champion, his skills were peerless. Other than Old General Mu, he wouldn’t lose to any other people.

Chapter 39 A Vicious Sword-like Tongue [2], Part 2

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Mu YingYi not striking was good, but once Mu YingYi lashed out, one punch would bring down a weak scholar like himself.

Moreover, father always did like his younger brother better than him. He always said, “YingYi is the most like me. I don’t know who YingRui takes after. He neither has his mother’s earnestness or this old man’s stalwartness. He’s always lustful.”

His father hated his lustfulness and obsession with women, marrying one concubine after another.

Mu YingRui did not understand. Men should have three wives and four concubines. Why was it wrong when it came to Mu Manor? Otherwise, he should be like his father and brother and only have one woman in his lifetime? A man would waste his youth if he wasn’t lustful. He was currently approaching middle age. If he’s not lustful now, wouldn’t there be no time for it later?

Those sanctimonious hypocrites! If Dier was not beautiful, would they let a foreigner be the wife of the General’s firstborn Di son? Didn’t they treasure the baby Dier left behind after her death only because that girl would grow up to me devastatingly beautiful too?

Mu YingRui absentmindedly rubbed Wang Yiping’s body and cursed his father’s partiality and his brother’s hypocrisy in his heart.

Then he started to be resentful of Zi You. That darned girl was just like her mother, always treating him so coldly.

That darned girl kept him at arm’s length and that woman was an ice queen. She can freeze people to death on the bed.

If she had a bit of enthusiasm, by virtue of her beauty and graceful body, would he have to take in one concubine after another?