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Mu Bing Yue paused for a moment before continuing, "To put it simply, this bean type of food will worsen Grandmother's damaged internal organs, which is why you will be in so much pain. The food I opened was all just a small amount of high-quality protein with very little salt, Grandmother's meals were very light and without any sugar, so it's hard to avoid using a pot of soup like this … It's my fault that I didn't always stay by Grandmother's side. "

Although Mu Bing Yue didn't go into details on what she wanted to say, she warned him repeatedly that other than the recipe that she had prepared, he couldn't eat too much.

The madame's face was rather unsightly. She glanced at the Ninth Miss, wanting to say something, but hesitated.

Ninth Miss's face was pale but she could not refute him. She looked unconvinced. "Grandmother, this little slut is spouting nonsense. Do you want to believe her? "She's speaking in a strange manner. I've never heard such nonsense before. You …"

The Countess didn't seem to blame him. Instead, she patted Ninth Miss's hand and comforted her, "Grandmother knows that you are very filial, but Xiao Qi is my doctor now, so I have to listen to her on food. "Alright, you can go now. It won't be too late for you to come and honor me when Grandmother is done."

Ninth Miss gave a helpless glare to Mu Bingyue and threatened angrily, "You slut, don't be arrogant. I won't let you off! You're going to have a bad luck soon! "

Saying that, he rushed out of the room in a flustered and exasperated manner. His gaze towards Mu Bing Yue was filled with malice and viciousness, as though he was preparing some vicious plan …

Mu Bing Yue pretended to be terrified as she lowered her head to cover the cold killing intent in her eyes.

This Ninth Miss was always against him, it seemed like … He had to teach her a lesson!

When the pain stopped, Mu Bing Yue didn't leave. She just said that she wanted to protect the old lady's bed for fear of any more mistakes.

The old mistress' face showed that she was moved, but Mu Bingyue knew that if she kept the Ninth Miss locked up for one night, she would be able to bring out the soup. After committing such a big mistake, she didn't blame them in the slightest.

She was an unknown person and her master was a coroner. With these two things added together, Mu Bingyue would never be able to obtain the madame's love.

It didn't matter. What she wanted wasn't to be betrothed to the Mu residence!

The reason why she would treat the madame was to find an opportunity to stay in the Mu family …

In Miss Nine's yard.

She rattled all the boxes on the dresser, and there was a ping-pong sound as she went to get the blue and white porcelain bottles on the bookshelves. The maids and maids in the room knelt on the floor and tried to persuade her, but it was to no avail.

When she was tired from the fall, she heard a noble and calm voice from outside. With a doting tone, she said, "Who dares to offend my daughter again?!"

Ninth Miss's angry face reddened when she heard the voice, and she hurried over to welcome him. A middle-aged woman dressed in luxurious clothes stood at the door, looking pained. Ninth Miss's tears began to flow down, "Mother, you have to help me vent my anger, wuu …" I want to kill that little bitch. I want her dead, and I want her never to appear in front of me again!

Hearing her daughter's words, she hurriedly hugged her in her bosom. A sinister light shone from her eyes as she patted the Ninth Miss' arm and comforted her, "Ninth'er, your mother knows about this. Don't worry, your mother already has a way to get rid of that slut. Look, what is this?"

As Lin Fengjiao spoke, she took out a jade green porcelain bottle. Ninth Miss's face grew excited, but she did not dare step forward, as if she was avoiding the bottle, "Mother, you want her … "Life?"