Insufficient balance
When Shuosheng woke up, he found that his saliva had flowed all over the table, and his face, which was stuck to the table, was covered with saliva, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. So, he casually grabbed a handful of clothes covering his body and wiped his face and mouth.
After wiping his mouth and face, Mu Sheng felt strange. How could there be clothes covering his body? He looked again carefully and found that it was a woman's clothing group. What's going on? So he had to cast his eyes towards Duan Yulan.
Duan Yulan saw Mu Sheng looking at her with a puzzled face, so she said: "Don't stare at me, that quilt was put on you by Qinger because she was afraid you'd catch a chill."
"Miss Xu, thank you! But I got your clothes dirty, I'm really sorry."
"It's okay, it doesn't matter. I'll just wash it later." Qingshu said as she took the clothes from Musheng's hands.
Xu Miss, if there's anything you need help with in the future, just let me know. As long as I can be of assistance, I will definitely not decline.
"That's all for now, thank you, Master Mu." Qiu Jing said with a smile, then put the clothes in the house.
At this time, Yulan was holding her chin with her hand and staring at Mosheng. Mosheng found it strange that his sister was looking at him like this, feeling a bit hairy on his body, so he carefully asked: "Sister, why are you looking at me like this? I don't have flowers on my face."
"It's nothing, it's hard for you to even look at me, isn't being handsome just for people to see?" Duan Yulan said with a smile.
"Alright! If I can be considered handsome, then there's no ugly man under the sky." Mosheng said: "Sister, when are we leaving?"
"Wait for me for a moment, and then we'll go back together." said Duan Yulan.
"Is Miss Xu going back with us too?" Mu Sheng asked uncertainly.
"What's wrong, do you have an opinion?" As she spoke, Duan Yulan glared at Mu Sheng.
"How could this be?" Murong Sheng chuckled and said.
After a while, Qiu Jing came out and chatted with Duan Yulan for a few words. The three of them set off on the road to Zhao's residence. On their way there, Duan Yulan and Qiu Jing completely ignored Mu Sheng's existence. The two of them walked ahead, chatting non-stop, while Mu Sheng followed behind alone. How depressing! He thought to himself that he should hurry back to accompany Ling'er, as she was the best.
Then, Mu Sheng quickened his pace and soon overtook Duan Yulan and the others. After a while, Duan Yulan and Qingshi could no longer see Mu Sheng's figure.
Looking at the blurry figure in front of her, Cui Qing said softly: "I wonder if Master Mu will get angry?"
"Who got angry?" Duan Yulan asked on purpose.
"No, no one, let's hurry up, Sister Duan!" Qian Jing said tensely.
Knowing that this girl's face was thin, Duan Yulan didn't say anything else.
Mu Sheng returned to his room, but didn't see Xiang Ling. He thought to himself, "Where did this girl go?" Not looking for her, he decided to meditate in the room for a while. During this time, he would practice his martial arts and bring it down a notch. Last time when fighting with that person, Mu Sheng felt that his sword skills were not thick enough, and his strength was also insufficient. The "Fan Xin Zhou" had already reached the eighth level at this point, and generally speaking, high-level experts could still be dealt with, but if he encountered an extremely powerful expert, it would probably be impossible to win. The matter of Sima Grandfather was not over yet, and the Wu Xiang Sect would definitely not let him off either. It seemed that time was a bit urgent!
After sitting for a while, Mù Shēng broke off a branch and began practicing his sword skills in a secluded area of the backyard. This Mantra Sword Technique was indeed mysterious and endless, with 24 moves, each one deadly. After practicing for a long time, Mù Shēng felt that there were no fixed moves within the technique, it seemed that this was the wonder of the Mantra Sword Technique! Perhaps he had become too engrossed in his practice, but Mù Shēng had already forgotten to go eat.
At this time, Xiang Ling, who had been searching for Mu Sheng everywhere, saw Duan Yu Lan, Da Jie and Cai Qing walking over, and asked: "Sister Duan, have you seen my husband?"
"Brother! Didn't he come back a step earlier?" Duan Yulan said in puzzlement.
"But I didn't see anyone else in the mansion! Not even Master Sima." Xiangling said with some urgency.
"Sister, don't worry about it, he's a big boy now, nothing will happen to him, maybe he'll be back soon," said Duan Yulan.
"Go eat first, sister! I'll go look around some more." Xiangling said as she walked away.
Xiang Ling hurriedly walked away, and at this time, Da Jie said: "Duan sister, why don't we also help find her?"
"Alas! Looking at you two, I'm afraid it's no use even if we disagree. Alright! Let's split up and take a look." Duan Yulan said helplessly.
When Duan Yulan spoke, both Big Sister and Qinger blushed, but Qinger's blush was not as severe as Big Sister's. This Duan sister is quite outspoken and doesn't care about other people's feelings at all. It seems that in the future, when Duan sister is around, I must be more cautious, lest she catches my weakness and I'll be utterly humiliated, Qinger thought to herself.
Three people split up to search, and Mu Jing walked aimlessly in the backyard, suddenly feeling a movement ahead, so he curiously walked over. Only to see Mu Sheng holding a wooden branch, waving it non-stop, at this time Mu Sheng jumped up, his body entered mid-air, his left hand swung, and the thin branch actually broke off a tree trunk as thick as a bowl. Then, when his feet touched the ground, he used force again to push himself towards the tree branch, only to see countless leaves falling from the sky, like a green snowfall.
Xu Qing was stunned and stood there staring at Mu Sheng, while Mu Sheng, with his extremely sharp senses, felt someone approaching and stopped practicing. He looked in that direction and saw Xu Qing standing there, motionless. Strange? What is Miss Xu doing standing there without moving? Could she have been acupunctured? So he walked up to her and asked: "Miss Xu, are you okay?"
"Ah! It's Mu Gongzi." Qian Jing said, suddenly waking up with a start.
"Is it me? Do you have something to say, Miss Xu?" Mu Sheng asked curiously.
"Oh! It's time for dinner, everyone was looking all around for you since they didn't see you." Qianqian said softly.
"I'm so sorry, I completely forgot about eating. It's really rude of me to make you come find me." Mu Sheng said with a tap on his forehead.
"No, nothing." Qian Jing said with her head down.
"Let's go eat now, so they won't worry." Mu Sheng said and threw away the wooden stick, while Cai Qing followed behind with her head down.
Xiangling saw Mosheng coming to the stone table in the pavilion, ran over and asked: "Master, where did you go? You made me worry to death." As she spoke, she also used her small fist to punch Mosheng's chest, expressing her dissatisfaction.
"Sorry, Ling'er, it won't happen again." After saying that, Musheng kissed the forehead of Xiangling.
Xiang Ling shyly leaned into Mu Sheng's arms and said: "Husband, the sisters are all watching us."
"Oh, it's okay, everyone knows each other anyway, so you're not a stranger." Mu Sheng said with a smile, then pulled Xiang Ling down to sit.
Duan Yulan, sitting on the stone bench, said: "Younger brother, we sisters have gone to great lengths to help your younger sister find you. How should you thank us?" After finishing speaking, she also deliberately raised an eyebrow at Mochou.
Mu Sheng was speechless in his heart, this sister really knew how to get herself into trouble. It seemed that not showing some courtesy was not an option, so he said: "To thank you all, I've decided to serve the dishes for you." As he spoke, he stood up and began serving the closest person, Cui Qing, then served Da Jie, and finally served Duan Yulan.
"Brother, you're being unfair! I didn't put in any less effort than you did. How could you give the last pancake to yourself?"
This made Mu Sheng cry and laugh at the same time, his own sister was really going to take his life, so he said with a sad face: "My good sister, just have mercy on me!"
Watching a few young people arguing, the four old men couldn't help but sigh: "We're really old! We don't have any of that youthful energy anymore."
A meal, under Duan Yulan's lead, was filled with a lively atmosphere, and everyone had a smile on their face. However, Mochi was an exception, he was miserable because of his own sister.
After dinner, Muzi didn't go to the eldest sister's place. It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but rather he didn't dare to go. Who knew what kind of conspiracy his sister had this time? So he simply stayed in the room with Xiangling and watched as she sat on the edge of the bed embroidering something. Muzi was curious and leaned over to take a closer look, but no matter how hard he looked, he couldn't figure out what Xiangling was embroidering. "Linger," he asked, "what is this thing you're embroidering? It doesn't look like a bird, nor does it look like a chicken. It looks quite strange."
Xiang Ling burst out laughing upon hearing Mu Sheng's words, and carefully said: "This is a Mandarin duck, got it?"
"Oh!" Mu Sheng suddenly realized and said: "So this is what the mandarin ducks look like, Ling'er, who did you embroider this for?"
"This was embroidered for our children, used as a small belly wrap."
"Ah!" Mu Sheng exclaimed in surprise: "Let's prepare for the child now!"
"Of course, anyway, kids are going to be born sooner or later!" Xiang Ling said with some shyness.
"Come on, Ling'er, we have to work hard tonight." Murong said with a smile.
"Master, you're so bad!" Xiang Ling said with a pout.
"Ah, Ling'er, this isn't bad, it's what husbands and wives are supposed to do!"
Xiang Ling was hugged by Mu Sheng and immediately put down the work in her hands, leaning on Mu Sheng's chest and said: "Husband, do you like boys or girls?"
"I don't care, boys and girls are all the same to me, it's best to have a pair of twins, so we won't have to worry about it later." Mu Sheng said with a smile.
"You think it's easy to get beauty? Having a dragon and phoenix baby isn't that simple!" Xiang Ling said with a roll of her eyes.
"Hehe, since it's not easy, we have to work twice as hard!" As soon as Mu Sheng said that, he took advantage of Xiang Ling's distraction and blew out the candle. Then he heard Xiang Ling's voice: "Husband, don't be so impatient!"
"Hehe, Ling'er, your husband is here!" Then the room became a romantic and passionate scene.
The next day, Mu Sheng woke up early and went to the backyard to practice his swordsmanship. At mealtime, Xiaosan walked over with a letter in hand and said: "Young Master Mu, someone outside just sent this over and asked me to deliver it to you, and please go as soon as possible."
"I know, Little San you go ahead and get busy!" Mu Sheng said after finishing speaking, then slowly opened the invitation letter, took a look, and was shocked. The young master Wang had finally arrived, but why did he invite me? This made Mu Sheng somewhat puzzled, however no matter what, I still have to go, and the location was actually at Feng Yue Building, recalling that it was also at Feng Yue Building where Wang Zi Chuan invited Wen Hao for dinner last time.
Jian Mu Sheng remained silent, and Duan Yu Lan asked: "Younger brother, who sent the invitation?"
"It's Young Master Wang," said Mu Sheng.
"Little Prince Wang, he has also come to Hunyuan City. It seems that Hunyuan City will not be peaceful from now on." Sima Chengfeng said slowly.
"Ah, Mù Shēng! When interacting with Young Master Wang, be extra cautious. He's a man of deep schemes."
"Thank you for your concern, grandma, I'll be careful," said Musheng.
"Son, now that you have a family of your own, you can be considered a grown-up. Grandfather hopes that you will think twice before doing anything, because from now on, you are not just responsible for yourself, but also for your family."
"Got it, Grandpa, I will always remember your words." Mu Sheng said firmly.
"Hmm, knowing is good." Old Zhang said with a mouthful of food.

