In order to show his importance to Mu Luzhu, Mrs. Fu came to the Mu family in person.

After listening to the whole story, Mu Junliang and Li Qingxiang looked different on their faces.

They never expected that Mu Luzhu would be Fu Lanshen's destiny, and he saved Fu Lanshen once.

Saving Fu Lanshen himself is much more important than saving Mrs. Fu!

Seeing them like this, Mrs. Fu said curiously: "What, hasn't Luzhu told you about this?"

Mu Junliang quickly reflected, "Luzhu's child doesn't speak much, doesn't care about anything outside, and only wants to draw and study medicine, so she has never mentioned this matter to us. In fact, you don't have to come to the door in person. Luzhu has been kind since she was careful and doesn't know how many good things she did. We are all used to it, and you don't need to spend your hard work to host a banquet to entertain us."

Mrs. Fu didn't expect that Mu Luzhu had never mentioned this to her parents. It seemed that this child did not care about fame and fortune.

What a good kid.

Mrs. Fu was becoming more satisfied.

"Since Luzhu is Shen'er's nobleman, he is the nobleman of our entire Fu family. It's just a small dinner. You two don't have to take it seriously. I hope your whole family can come and attend."

Can the whole family participate?

A flash of light flashed in Li Qingxiang's eyes.

This is a good opportunity to get in touch with the noble circle!

You know, the wealthy families that the Mu family usually comes into contact with are not a little worse than the Fu family.

This will also help Zhao Junze's future development.

Moreover, the Fu family and the Gu family have always had a good relationship. After the last birthday party of Mu Luzhu, there was no movement on the Gu family. Maybe we can take this opportunity to let Mu Lanke have more contact with the Gu family.

Seeing Mu Luzhu turning into a phoenix, it was unreasonable that her daughter was still the same.

In this imperial capital, except for the Fu family who blocked the sky, the Gu family was the only one left.

The calculating look in Li Qingxiang's eyes became more and more obvious.

Mu Junliang continued: "Since you have invited me in Chengxin, there is no reason for Mu to refuse. Don't worry, tomorrow night, Mu will definitely bring his whole family to disturb me. At that time, I hope Mrs. Fu will not dislike you."

"Where is Mr. Mu saying," Mrs. Fu said with a smile: "When the time comes, our Fu family is not too late to welcome him, so how can we dislike him?"

**

Mu Luzhu did not rush to the Mu family as soon as possible.

She sat in the study. After listening to Mrs. Zhang's report, she narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, "I always feel that this matter is not that simple."

"I also find it a little strange." Mrs. Zhang continued: "It is said that Mr. Fu Qi is suspicious by nature and it is not easy to believe others, but this time... he actually has to return the coffee to you in front of everyone."

This is exactly what Mu Luzhu is strange about. After all, she asked for it personally yesterday, but Fu Lanshen did not agree. But overnight, will Fu Lanshen make such a big change?

Mu Luzhu did not answer Mrs. Zhang, but continued to ask: "Have you contacted Taoist Master Yihe?"

"Master Yihe's whereabouts are erratic and have not been contacted yet." Mrs. Zhang replied.

Yu Luo, she continued, "But please don't worry, people we can't contact with may not be able to contact with Mr. Fu Qi."

Mu Luzhu bit her lip, "No matter what she wants, be sure to contact Taoist Master Yihe before tomorrow's dinner."

"This..." Mrs. Zhang looked embarrassed.

Mu Luzhu continued: "From my understanding of Fu Lanshen, he must have a backup plan. Just in case, only Taoist Yihe can justify me at this time."

Since Fu Lanshen has a backhand waiting for her, she can't sit still and wait for death.

Mrs. Zhang continued: "But we have been looking for it for a month..."

Mu Luzhu stood up from the chair and said, "Release the news that I have Qianhancao. After hearing this news, he will naturally take the initiative to contact us."

Taoism pursues immortality, and Qianhan Grass is the rare herb that is rumored to be indispensable for the creation of immortality pills. There is only one in the world.

Mrs. Zhang nodded slightly, and her sad face dissipated, "Okay, I'll do it now."

"Go." Mu Luzhu raised her hand gently.

**

The next day was the weekend.

Mu Qingli washed her face and brushed her teeth and went out to run.

There was a little mist in the morning, and the mist surrounds the flowers, plants and trees, setting the gardens in the entire villa area like a fairyland, accompanied by the crisp bird singing, which makes people refreshing, as if they are outside the sky.

Although Hualai Garden is a whole villa area, it is also divided into levels. The area close to the front is much cheaper. The villa of the Mu family is in the front row, and the area behind the back is the more expensive. Similarly, the person living in the back and the person in the front are completely different from the same status, so Mrs. Fu lives in the row close to the back.

She used to run around the artificial lake area, and this was the first time she came to this garden.

Maybe I came early, and there was no one in the garden except for the sound of birds singing.

Mu Qingli closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then started jogging.

At this moment, a long but extremely gentle sound came from the air, and a beautiful tune was rippling in the aged flower cavity.

The sound is suppressed and the fish swims out to listen.

Even people who don’t understand plays are amazed by it.

A slim figure in blue clothes appeared faintly in the mist. When she swung her sleeves and danced lightly, she revealed a face that was stolen by all living beings. Pink rouge and ink-colored eyeliner outlined a pair of eyes that looked bright, and every frown and smile was full of charm.

"The ice wheel on the island has just turned and turned, and the jade rabbit has risen too early. The ice wheel has left the island. The universe is very bright, and the bright moon is in the sky..." She sang the excerpt from the Peking Opera "The Concubine of the Tang Dynasty".

There was no one in the garden in the early morning, and the opera was melodious and intoxicating.

Mu Qingli stopped walking, and was unconsciously immersed in, and couldn't help but hum, "It's like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, and it's like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, just like Chang'e down the Ninth Level..."

She was so humming that she was already touched by the sadness of the concubine's loss of favor and drinking alone to relieve her sorrow.

Women in the history of all dynasties, especially when the country declined, were all charged with the crime of beauty. Yang Guifei is a good example. After the Anshi Rebellion, she completely became the scapegoat of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang.

In this passage in "The Drunken Concubine", Yang Guifei has gradually lost favor.

Perhaps because of the reason why Mu Qingli liked to listen to operas, especially Peking Opera, since she was a child. When Grandpa Zhang was guiding her to punch and foot skills, there was always a radio around her, and the singing was pouring out of the radio. At that time, the most popular one was "Drunk Concubine".

When she was a child, Mu Qingli only thought that this singing was particularly nice. After she grew up and learned history, she realized that this singing of a woman was the helplessness of a lifelong life.

When I was a child, I listened to melody, but when I grew up, I listened to opera lyrics.

When Emperor Xuanzong of Tang favored Concubine Yang, he rode the concubine in the world and laughed, and no one knew it was lychee.

When he hated her, he gave her three feet of white silk and died in vain.

The beauty becomes dry.

Mu Qingli sang in a daze, and didn't notice it at all, and another voice had quietly stopped.

Two bodyguards in black suits ran out on the other side of the garden.

Seeing this, Qingyi immediately reached out to her lips and made a move to silence, swinging her left hand randomly, and finally retreated.

The bodyguard immediately slowed down and quietly withdrew from the garden.

Qingyi looked at Mu Qingli like this, as if she didn't expect that such a young girl would have such a stunning singing style and her charm. In a trance, people saw the shy lady who made Emperor Xuanzong fascinated.

The two of them were separated by a sloping mist, making each other's figures appear faintly, like a dream but not a dream.

Through the mist, the green shirt swayed lightly, revealing a pair of white and soft hands. She raised her hand to stroke her cheeks, as if she had thought of something, smiled helplessly, tidied her hair and haircut, slowly closed her eyes, and listened carefully.

A beautiful singing style is a pleasure that cannot be bought for listeners of opera.

Two people, one sings, and the other charity.

One was wearing a pink long-sleeved costume and the other was wearing a light white sportswear, which was a collision between ancient and modern times.

Accompanied by the slight breeze and the swaying mist, the picture is so beautiful that it is suffocating.

Just when the song was about to end, Mu Qingli found something was wrong. She raised her eyes slightly and found that Qingyi, who was originally practicing her throat, was looking at her with a smile on her face.

Mu Qingli immediately put away her babbling and said sorry: "This sister is really embarrassed to disturb you from practicing martial arts."

"It's okay, you sing well."

The woman's voice was not as gentle as the singing room, but more masculine, and a little magnetic. If she was talking normally, she would definitely not be able to find out that she actually had such an amazing golden voice.

"Thank you, I'm just showing off my skills. My sister really sang well." Mu Qingli was still very self-aware. She knew that her skills were not enough to watch in front of professionals.

After saying that, Mu Qingli continued:

"Sister, then I won't bother you anymore. I'll go running. Don't worry, there's no sound in my running."

The woman nodded slightly and turned around and continued to chant.

This time she sang an excerpt from "Mu Guiying Takes the Commander".

Mu Qingli was running around the artificial lake while listening to melodious operas, which was also a kind of enjoyment.

Until Mu Qingli left the garden, the Qingyi was still singing.

From the sad "The Drunken Concubine" to the heroic "Mu Guiying Takes the Commander"; to the "Selling Water" that fully demonstrates the family style of her youngest daughter; she has mastered every role vividly and easily.

It's the typical one, what you sing or what you like.

Successfully incorporated himself into the role.

This is the real master, artist, and the actors on the screen nowadays are not a little worse than her.
To be continued...