Don't Provoke Princess

Before the sun set, Mu Qingqing walked into the house with heavy steps. During this time, Su Cuiyun was not at home. The whole house was peaceful without any quarrels or fights. The siblings were living together peacefully.    

    

"Qingqing, how did you end up like this?" Aunt Qiong was cooking with a spatula in her hand. When she turned around, she saw Mu Qingqing's wet appearance. Both sisters.    

    

"I'm going to take a shower, Aunt Qiong. Is Yichen back yet?" Lilibet left after Mu Yichen, not knowing if her brother had come home yet.    

    

"He's back. He's upstairs."    

    

Mu Qingqing nodded and dragged her tired body upstairs.    

    

Hot water slowly flowed down from the top of his head. He grabbed the soap in the soap box and wiped it on his smooth skin. Mu Qingqing's gaze landed on a mirror on the wall. She had cherry red lips, fair skin, and a little bit of baby fat on her face. He shifted his gaze to his collarbone and saw a scar.    

    

On the left shoulder, a triangular scar appeared. Who would have thought that the scars from his past life would remain on his shoulders after his rebirth? She remembered that when she was eleven or twelve, she went back to her grandfather's house to help Mu Xiaoyou pick the sweet and delicious citrus from the tree. However, she accidentally dropped the tree and knocked on a rock below. The wound on his shoulder had almost healed, but the scar was still there.    

    

Mu Qingqing's fingertips caressed the scar gently, but she felt a little sad. In the past, in order to protect her little sister, she could even forsake her own life. Now, however, her relationship with her little sister had reached an irreconcilable state.    

    

She somewhat impatiently dried her hair. She no longer wanted to think about anything related to her previous life. Every time she thought about it, she felt like she was a joke.    

    

A husband who spent his days together with his good sister. His only mother was her killer. It's incredible, it's chilling.    

    

"Mommy! When are you coming back?! "Do you know that I was thrown into the water by that bitch Mu Qingqing today?" Mu Xiaoyou's coquettish voice suddenly rang in her ears. Before Mu Qingqing could hang up the towel in her hand, she stopped what she was doing.    

    

She was so focused on listening to the voice on the other end of the phone that she actually heard Su Cuiyun's voice.    

    

"My good daughter, mother won't be back for a few more days. Did you get hurt anywhere? " Su Cuiyun's voice sounded exhausted, as if something had happened and made her feel powerless.    

    

"Injured? Your daughter is about to drown. Tell me, where did I get hurt? " Mu Xiaoyou held the red phone line with a displeased look on her face.    

    

"Darling, don't be willful. You and big sister are sisters. Sometimes, you need to know how to endure. Do you not?" Mu Qingqing was truly taken aback by Su Cuiyun's rarely seen good attitude. Compared to the Su Cuiyun who had shouted that she would kill her sooner or later, she was like a completely different person.    

    

"Endure?" Mu Xiaoyou was momentarily at a loss. What right did he have to be patient with that? "She let Mu Qingqing win?" Mom, did you take the wrong medicine? Mu Qingqing pushed me into the water. She pushed me into the river, not the swimming pool. "    

    

What is it today? Mu Qingqing wanted to help outsiders take care of her. Even her mother Su Cuiyun told her to bear with it.    

    

"I know, aren't you calling Mom properly? Good daughter, don't make such a big fuss over such a small matter. Mom will only be back in a while. During this time, you should stay home and listen to me obediently. "Good boy." Su Cuiyun seemed to have some scruples. Her voice was very soft, making Mu Qingqing feel nauseous.    

    

Could someone from the Mu Family be making things difficult for her?    

    

The only possibility Mu Qingqing could think of was this. Available... Was there such a person in Mu Family?    

    

"Mom …" Mu Xiaoyou wanted to say something, but was cut off by Su Cuiyun.    

    

"Alright, my darling, mother will be back soon, that's all."    

    

A beeping sound came from the other end of the phone, and Mu Qingqing couldn't help but curl her lips. This time, even Su Cuiyun couldn't be bothered with Mu Xiaoyou.    

    

The room was filled with the sound of things falling down. Mu Qingqing couldn't be bothered to listen anymore. It was nothing more than Mu Xiaoyou scolding her for being hard to listen to.    

    

In his previous life, he didn't have such good hearing, so he didn't know that Mu Xiaoyou was secretly making things up for him like this. No matter who it was, she wouldn't give Mu Xiaoyou any more chances in the future.    

    

After taking a refreshing bath, his entire body felt much more comfortable. Mu Qingqing put on a pink nightgown and headed downstairs.    

    

Aunt Qiong had already prepared a meal. Mu Qingqing was in charge of serving the dishes while Mu Xiaoyou and Mu Yichen were in charge of eating.    

    

"Sis, are you free tomorrow?" Mu Yichen asked her in a low voice.    

    

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingqing couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw his expectant expression.    

    

"I'm fine." Mu Yichen glanced at Mu Xiaoyou and suddenly remembered that she was a talkative person so he couldn't ask Mu Qingqing about this at the table.    

    

"Is there something wrong with you? I have nothing to say, are you free, Big Sis? " Mu Xiaoyou rolled her eyes and scooped a large piece of Red Braised Meat into her bowl.    

    

Seeing that Mu Yichen was defeated, Mu Qingqing did not seem like he had nothing to ask. She guessed that Mu Xiaoyou was there, so it was hard to say.    

    

"Sis, don't think about calling that girl over to our house tomorrow." Mu Xiaoyou's eyes were fixed on Mu Qingqing, her face swollen.    

    

Mu Qingqing didn't answer her question. Instead, she retracted her smile and gave her an indifferent look. They were talking about Xiao Huali, not Mu Xiaoyou's turn to say such words.    

    

"Sis, did you hear that?" Seeing that she ignored him, Mu Xiaoyou slammed the chopsticks in her hand onto the table.    

    

"Second Miss, if there's anything, just say it properly. Don't hurt our brotherhood." Aunt Qiong knew Mu Qingqing was a very sensible girl, but she couldn't stand Mu Xiaoyou's way of throwing a tantrum.    

    

Whenever they dropped something, it would be Mu Qingqing who would clean up the mess. I really don't know why Mu Xiaoyou's luck is so good.    

    

"You're just a nanny, why stick your tongue in! "Country bumpkin!" Mu Xiaoyou got annoyed when she heard Aunt Qiong's voice. In her heart, she was slightly disgusted with Aunt Qiong. She dressed like a country bumpkin, so her words were also a bit rustic.    

    

'Pa! 'a crisp sound was heard. Even Aunt Qiong and Mu Yichen were stunned.    

    

"Ya!" Mu Xiaoyou glared at Mu Qingqing with hatred in her eyes.    

    

"Aunt Qiong is a part of our family. You've worked hard for our family for so many years, don't you have any manners left?" Don't you know about it? " Mu Qingqing's cold voice resounded through the entire dining room, and as she slapped down, she felt a faint pain in her heart. He was like a treasure that was being protected in the palm of his hand. One day, he personally tore it apart.    

    

"You hit me?" Mu Xiaoyou didn't know why, but her tears fell naturally. Even my parents didn't hit me, but you hit me? "    

    

Mu Xiaoyou covered her left cheek, surprised.    

    

After a while, she reacted and reached out to hit Mu Qingqing, but was pulled away by Mu Yichen.    

    

"Slut, slut! B * tch! "You're crazy!" Mu Xiaoyou bellowed at Mu Qingqing, angrily kicking the table away.    

    

All the dishes on the table were thrown to the floor. The dining hall was in chaos as the porcelain bowls and bowls were all broken. The dishes were all lying on the floor.    

    

Mu Qingqing's feet were splashed by the overturned soup, but she no longer had the courage to hit Mu Xiaoyou. She didn't even know how she had mustered the courage to slap Mu Xiaoyou.    

    

"Oh, my God. Little Qing Qing, Second Miss, stop quarreling, and don't fight anymore. You two sisters have such good relations with each other, don't hurt our relationship just because of an old woman like me. " Aunt Qiong hurriedly took out a towel from the kitchen and wiped off the sauce on Mu Qingqing's body.    

    

In the past, how could Mu Qingqing beat him up? Not to mention beating him, she didn't even know how to scold him. Aside from Mu Qingqing herself, everyone in the room was taken aback.    

    

"Idiot, lunatic, lunatic! Mu Yichen, let me go! I got beaten up, what are you standing around for! " Mu Xiaoyou could not get rid of Mu Yichen's hand. She gritted her teeth and glared, wishing that she could eat Mu Qingqing.    

    

She had always been protected by her family, so who would hit her?    

    

"Aunt Qiong, I'll do it again." Mu Qingqing touched her forehead. No one had eaten much just now. With Mu Xiaoyou's lifting of her head, everyone was starving at night.    

    

"How about we cook the noodles? The dishes we bought today are all done cooking." Aunt Qiong looked at the broken soup on the floor and felt extremely pained. She had planted the plants herself and knew that every grain of rice was not easy to come by. Seeing Mu Xiaoyou waste a whole table of food made her feel really uncomfortable.    

    

"Sis, let's eat noodles. I like it." Mu Yichen was the first to speak.    

    

"Yes." Mu Qingqing nodded indifferently and went into the kitchen to busy herself.    

    

Mu Xiaoyou was still cursing at her. After a while, she was dragged upstairs by Mu Yichen.    

    

The atmosphere in the dining room had eased up a lot. Aunt Qiong and Mu Yichen were both cleaning the place. Mu Qingqing went up to the top floor to choose some hollow vegetables, intending to cook some vegetables for everyone to eat.    

    

"Qing Qing, did you injure your foot?" Aunt Qiong cleaned up the dining hall and turned to look at Mu Qingqing's feet. When the dining table had flipped over, she had seen a bowl of soup smash onto Mu Qingqing's feet.    

    

"I'm fine." Although her hands were still shaky, her feet were still fine. This was the first time she had ever fought against a living person, and it was to the point of hitting her sister, Mu Xiaoyou, whom she had always doted on.    

    

"Qingqing, why don't you go up and apologize to Second Miss? You're the eldest young mistress, and it's not easy to be a good person. If your mother comes back and Second Miss goes to complain, you'll get beaten up. " Aunt Qiong was worried about how Su Cuiyun would punish her if she knew that Mu Qingqing had beaten up Mu Xiaoyou.    

    

"I won't apologize. She did the wrong thing tonight." "Mu Qingqing only felt upset because she hit Mu Xiaoyou, not because she felt guilty." Aunt Qiong, in my heart, you are no different from my family. She wasn't right. People, regardless of whether they were noble or lowly, were all equal. Our family is also not rich, they are all ordinary families. Aunt Qiong, you're here to help us, not to serve us. "