C42 Persuasion

When Mu Changqing heard about this, he also hurriedly ran into Mu Taijun's room with Mu Yuting.

When Mu Taijun saw Mu Zhangqing's slightly gentle face, he immediately darkened again. "Why have you two come looking for me?"

"Grandmother …"

Mu Changqing had just opened his mouth when he was stopped by Mu Taijun. "If you want to talk about Yu Family, then you should go back."

Mu Chang Qing's words were swallowed back into his mouth. He opened his mouth, but did not utter a single word.

After all, Mu Taijun had doted on him since he was young. Apart from the enmity towards Qing Ye, there was nothing else that displeased him.

He was not allowed to do such a thing because of the education he had received since he was young. If it was something else, it would have been fine, but it had to do with the Qing night.

Mu Yu Ting looked at the old man sitting on the seat of honor. Not only did she not feel any sense of intimacy with him, there was even a surge of disgust in her heart.

"Grandmother, you said that it was mother who framed Jiang Chen Bi Bi. Is there any evidence?" "If not, then your actions are a little too arbitrary."

Mu Yu Ting's clear voice rang out clearly. At this moment, this exceptionally quiet voice was especially loud and clear. Although his words were respectful, they carried a domineering aura.

"How dare you!" Mu Taijun let out a cry as she stared into Mu Yuting's black eyes. The figure in front of her eyes seemed to overlap with the one in her memory. For a time, anger was striking her chest.

"No wonder he's a good daughter that was taught by the Yu Clan. He actually doesn't even know how to speak to his elders."

"Grandmother, little sister only said that in a moment of desperation. Please don't take it to heart." Seeing that the atmosphere between the two of them wasn't good, Mu Changqing hurriedly spoke and adjusted his tone.

"Chang Qing, look at your little sister. Is this how you speak to your elders?" Mu Taijun turned his head to look at Mu Zhangqing, hoping to gain his approval.

Mu Chang Qing didn't say anything, but took a step forward and kneeled on the ground. "Grandmother, mother's health has been poor recently and can't handle this kind of torture. Please release mother from the ancestral hall as soon as possible."

Even though Mu Taijun was good to him, he still chose to stand by Qing Ye's side.

It was not only because Yu Qing Ye was his mother, but also because he did not feel that Yu Qing Wan was at fault in this matter. He was disappointed by Mu Taijun's action of not changing from black to white.

This time, Mu Taijun was truly angered. Her hand that was holding the teacup started to tremble due to her anger. She pointed at the two people kneeling on the ground, unable to utter a single word. "You!?" "You!"

This kind of behavior made her extremely uncomfortable. It made her feel like she had lost her authority as a butler, as if her status in Qing Wan was already higher than her. This made the other juniors come and contradict her for the Qing Ye.

"Are you guys trying to force me!" Mu Taijun was so angry that he laughed. "Since all of you want to kneel, then just kneel over there! "However, kneel outside and don't disturb my peace."

Mu Taijun originally thought that after he said this, Mu Yuting and Mu Chang Qing would obediently admit defeat. Unexpectedly, they actually began to do as they were told, kneeling in front of her room.

Right now, it was noon, and the sun was extremely poisonous. If a person stood outside for a long time, they would feel dizzy from the sunlight, let alone kneel.

Beads of sweat covered Mu Qiantang's face. The salty sweat flowed from her forehead into her eyes, causing her to feel a burning pain. However, she had no time to wipe it off and could only continue kneeling.

Inadvertently, time passed by bit by bit and the sky gradually darkened. The dark night nibbled away at the last bit of sunset glow in the night sky.

The summer heat of the day gradually began to disperse, and Mu Yuting's body had also reached its limit. Her physical strength was beginning to be exhausted, and the scene before her eyes was a bit blurry. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

Mu Chang Qing had been paying attention to Mu Yu Ting's condition. He immediately realized that something was wrong, and his eyes flashed with pain, "Yu Ting, it's getting late, you should hurry up and go rest." Your daughter's body is already weak, how could she withstand kneeling for so long? "

Mu Yuting slowly shook her head and pursed her lips. Her face was a bit pale, "Big Brother, don't worry. I'm doing very well. I can still hold on."

Mu Changqing panicked. He could let Mu Qiusheng do whatever she wanted with other matters, but this wasn't the right thing to do, "Qiushan Ting, now is not the time to do foolish things. Don't try to be brave, it's better to go back and rest early."

If something happened to Mu Qiushan because of this. Not only was he unable to explain himself to his parents, he was also unable to get past him.

"Brother, I said, I'm fine. I must get Grandmother to release her mother, or I will never leave this place! " Mu Yu Ting's body began to tremble slightly, but she still held on.

Yu Qingye had been kneeling in the ancestral hall for an entire day, but Mu Taijun had no intention of letting her out. If this went on, even a man made of iron wouldn't be able to take it.

"Mu Yuting, can you stop being so willful!" As Mu Zhangqing saw Mu Yuting's face turning paler and paler, his heart felt like it was on fire.

Just as Mu Yu Ting was about to retort, she was interrupted by a voice. "Yu Ting, Chang Qing, why are you two kneeling here?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Mu Yu Ting hastily turned her head and saw Mu Xiang Guo looking at them with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Dad, you're finally back!" Mu Yu Ting looked like a drowning person as she grabbed onto the last straw of hope. Her tone carried an unconcealable excitement.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xiangguo was still unable to make heads or tails of what was going on. He frowned slightly as he did not know what was going on.

"Father, Mother was punished by Grandmother to kneel in the ancestral hall. Quickly go beg Grandmother, think of a way to save her!" Mu Chang Qing's voice was filled with anxiety.

Mu Xiangguo was stunned. He had just returned home after settling his matters with the government, so he did not know much about the storm that had been brewing in his house.

"Grandmother said that Little Sister Jiang had gotten angry." Mu Yu Ting gave a brief summary of what had happened, "Father and Mother has been husband and wife for so many years, you should know about her character, right?"

Mu Xiangguo comforted Mu Yuting and Mu Changqing and told them not to worry. He also promised that he would release Qing Wan as soon as possible and had his servants help them up.

Mu Xiangguo looked at Mu Yu Ting's pale face and sighed. He knocked on the door of Mu Taijun's room. "Mother, your son requests an audience this time. You should agree to an audience with your son now, right?"

Not long after Mu Xiangguo finished speaking, the door that was initially shut slowly opened.