I remember one time, Qiao Yiliu sneaked into Linfeng Courtyard when the servants were not paying attention and put drugs in the eldest brother's tea.

He wanted to defile the eldest brother while he was unconscious, so as to take the opportunity to frame him and gain fame.

Fortunately, the eldest brother was alert and immediately saw through her plot.

The man who was always as gentle as the moon might be really angry.

He actually kicked the naked Qiao Yiliu and sent her flying into the yard.

When everyone heard the noise and rushed over, they saw the eldest brother with a red face and smashing the table to vent his anger.

Qiao Yiliu was kicked so hard that she passed out, leaving her white body exposed to the air.

After this incident, my father and mother were very angry.

He could not tolerate such dirty and despicable people in the house, so he drove all three of them out the next day.

But things did not stop there, and another storm arose...

"What are you thinking about? Why are you so lost in thought?"

Mu Qingyu's figure suddenly appeared at the window, pulling Mu Luan back from her memories.

"Second brother, how is it?"

Mu Luan gathered her sleeves and stood up from the couch, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes.

Mu Qingyu seemed not to understand and said vaguely: "What do you mean?"

As he said this, he turned over and jumped in through the window.

"It's about the matter in front of the mansion. How is Father going to accommodate them?"

Mu Luan sometimes thought that her second brother's lazy and erratic personality was really irritating.

Mu Qingyu suddenly realized, and while sitting down on the chair, he advised: "Don't worry, they are just here to ask for burial expenses. Father has already given them money and sent them away."

"gone?"

Mu Luan was shocked and asked, how could this be?

Didn’t you already live in this mansion in your previous life?

How could this life pass by so easily?

Is it because she was reborn that everything that was supposed to happen has changed?

Isn't everything happening according to the trajectory of the previous life?

Mu Luan was stunned for a moment, feeling incredible, but subconsciously asked, "How to deal with the body?"

Mu Qingyu couldn't sit still, so he stood up, picked up a small insect with a pair of long tweezers in one hand, and stretched it towards the Saker Falcon in the birdcage.

He said disapprovingly, "Of course they carried it away. The silver my father gave me was not only enough to buy the coffin, but also enough for them to live comfortably for some time to come."

Baiden looked at the wriggling creature, its hair standing on end, chirping sounds everywhere, and it flapped its wings as if facing a formidable enemy, staggering backwards.

"Did they explain how Qiao Fugui died?"

As Mu Luan asked, he stretched out his hand to block Mu Qingyu's hand holding the tweezers and said casually, "It doesn't like to eat bugs."

When Mu Qingyu heard this, he realized that the little bird seemed to be very afraid of insects.

The bird's entire body was pressed against the cage wall, its posture crooked, and it seemed that it couldn't even stand steadily.

He touched his chin in surprise and said, "Isn't it a Saker Falcon? Why is he so cowardly? Did he get reborn in the wrong family?"

But on second thought, I was surprised that in just half a day, my sister had already figured out Saker Falcon's likes and dislikes.

So he looked at Mu Luan, "How do you know it doesn't like to eat bugs?"

Mu Luan's expression froze, and he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed lightly. His thoughts raced as he said, "I had already fed it worms before my second brother came, but it didn't eat them."

Mu Qingyu was a little suspicious and wanted to ask something else, but then he heard Mu Luan scolding, "Second brother, you haven't answered my question yet."

After all, it was just a small matter, so Mu Qingyu didn't hold on to it.

He put the bug on the tweezers back into the box and thought for a moment before saying, "I heard from his daughter that it seemed like... phlegm and fire disturbed his heart, and his heart qi was damaged. He probably died of depression."

Mu Luan frowned.

No, Qiao Fugui’s death was not that simple, and it was not a natural death.

However, in this life, Jiang Yanyun and the others did not live in the general’s mansion, so perhaps how Qiao Fugui died was not that important.

Road in the clouds.

I saw three people in mourning carrying a corpse into a deep alley.

Soon, a childish but domineering voice came from the depths of the alley, "Give me the silver just now."

The voice was so aggressive that it was impossible to connect him with Qiao Yuanan, who had just been timid and inconspicuous in front of the general's mansion.

Jiang Yanyun put the purse containing the silver into his sleeves and said angrily, "I can't give you this money. It took a lot of effort to get it from the general. You also know our current situation. Without this money, none of us can survive."

Seeing that the woman didn't listen to his kind words, Qiao Yuanan immediately showed a ferocious face, "Just bring it when I told you to. Why are you wasting your words?"

As he said this, he fiercely snatched the purse from Jiang Yanyun's waist.

Upon seeing this, Qiao Yiliu hurried forward to stop her brother's rampage, but was slapped hard in the face and kicked to the ground.

Qiao Yuanan grabbed the money bag with one hand and pointed at Qiao Yiliu who fell to the ground with the other hand and cursed: "You stinky woman, if you dare to ruin my good deeds again, I will sell you to a brothel and let you make money for me every night."

Qiao Yiliu covered her stomach which was hurt by the kick and backed away in fear, but her lowered eyes were full of defiance and hatred.

Qiao Yuanan was determined to get the ten taels of silver today. He turned around and looked at his mother who was trembling and still protecting the purse, and was furious.

He pushed Jiang Yanyun's shoulder hard, and Jiang Yanyun fell backwards in fear, and the purse was grabbed by Qiao Yuanan.

Qiao Yuanan shook his money bag, smiled triumphantly, turned around and headed for the gambling house on Gufang Road.

Jiang Yanyun endured the pain all over her body, climbed up, grabbed the corner of Qiao Yuanan's robe, and cried, "An'er, you can't take all the money. If you take it, what will happen to your father? He hasn't been buried yet!"

Qiao Yuanan tilted his head to look at the body on the wooden cart.

The wind blew into the alley, lifting a corner of the shroud, revealing a small piece of rotten skin.

He raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose in an unlucky manner, and kicked Jiang Yanyun away again.

He said impatiently, "What are you yelling about? It's just a corpse. There's dirt everywhere under the emperor's feet. Just find a random place to bury it. The living can't live comfortably, and you have the time to care about the dead."

"You evil creature, what nonsense are you saying? He is your biological father." Jiang Yanyun never expected that his well-behaved son, whom he had spoiled since childhood, would say such outrageous words.

If a son is not well educated, it is the father's fault. What sin has she committed?

She married a gambler and now gave birth to a gambler son. God must be trying to make things difficult for her.

Perhaps thinking that he would need Jiang's help in the future, Qiao Yuanan relaxed his expression, squatted down and helped Jiang up.

He comforted her, "Mother, I am your only real relative now. You should also understand and be considerate of me. I will make a lot of money tomorrow and let you live a comfortable life. Then I will rebuild a golden coffin for my father. How do you think?"

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