Family affection? Is it important to have rights?

In March, gongs and drums are beaten and firecrackers are set off.

Mu Tangxi was woken up and dressed up while it was still dark.

She was manipulated by her servants like a doll without a soul.

Mu Tangxi thought that when others talked about getting up early and getting dressed, it meant when it was just dawn, but she didn't expect to be woken up before dawn!

His usually lively amber eyes now looked dull.

She is just not used to getting up early!

Dong Zhu looked at her young lady with pity. Her young lady had never gotten up so early before!

"Miss, please close your eyes and rest for a while. I will put on your makeup first."

"Ah."

When Mu Tangxi remembered that she would have a lot of things to do later, she closed her eyes and rested.

I don't know how much time had passed, but after I finished kneading the dough, I put on my makeup, and then in a daze I changed into my bright red wedding dress with intricate and exquisite patterns.

The other maids looked at the young lady curiously. They thought the young lady would wake up in pain when her face was squeezed, but she seemed to feel nothing and continued to rest with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, Dong Zhu whispered in Mu Tangxi's ears, "Miss, the young master is looking outside the door."

Mu Tangxi opened his eyes, there was no trace of confusion in them, he was completely clear-headed.

"You all go out, I want to be alone for a while."

Mu Tangxi said to the maid beside her with a smile that did not reach her eyes.

"Yes."

Everything was ready, so the maid took her leave without questioning why the young lady's personal maid Dong Zhu stayed.

After the maids left, Mu Jinrong, who had been looking outside the door, breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.

Although he was fully prepared, he was still nervous.

From childhood to adulthood, his father's height and status always kept him under his father's shadow.

Now I am even afraid to do anything to my father.

So Mu Jinrong thought of Miss Mu.

After seeking help many times, Mu Jinrong developed a sense of dependence on Miss Mu that he himself was not aware of.

This feeling was completely different from the feeling his mother gave him. The former was a sense of security that as long as he told Miss Mu about anything, she would be able to give him an answer, just like... a father.

Although it is a bit strange, it is true. His father does not have deep feelings for him. He spends most of his time with his mother and rarely pays attention to him.

Miss Mu gave him a sense of security. She would comfort him when he was sad, provide advice and help when he wanted to do something, and even touch his head.

No one has ever touched him!

But he felt very happy.

"Miss Mu..." When Mu Jinrong saw Miss Mu looking at him with a smile, he quickened his pace.

"What's wrong?" Mu Tangxi asked knowingly.

Mu Jinrong suddenly felt that she was not brave enough. "Ms. Mu, I'm suddenly a little scared. I'm afraid that my father will not be fooled."

Mu Tangxi chuckled and patiently comforted him, "Don't be afraid. If your father finds out, just say that it was Mu Lianxue who asked you to do it. He will believe it."

Mu Jinrong's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized, "Yes, I'm still too stupid to have thought of this method!"

"You are still young. When you grow up, maybe you will be smarter than me!"

Mu Jinrong felt a little shy after being praised, "Then can I, can I call you sister?"

"Always calling her Miss Mu makes me feel a little distant."

The amber eyes reflected the seemingly harmless child in front of him, and only a superficial smile appeared in his eyes.

Her smile did not change, and she nodded naturally to accept it, "Okay, you are my brother."

Mu Tangxi, who was sitting on a chair, waved to Mu Jinrong, and when he came to her, she effortlessly hugged Mu Jinrong in her arms.

Mu Jinrong's face was full of confusion, his mind was blank, and he sat in his sister's arms in a daze.

So close!

"Can you tell me more about your plan?"

A gentle voice came from his ear, and Mu Jinrong subconsciously shuddered all over, and agreed dryly: "Okay, okay."

"I plan to untie the ropes on the servants first, agree with them on a time to act, and then when my father is drunk, I will quietly add some drugs to the sobering soup given to my father by the servants."

"Then my father will want to take a rest. As long as he doesn't go to the study room where the guards are, you can attack anywhere else."

"Wait until father falls asleep, then I will sneak in, sprinkle some more sleeping pills on his face, and use the dagger I stole from Mu Lianxue's room to cut his tendons!"

After Mu Jinrong finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Mu Tangxi with sparkling eyes, "Sister, what do you think?"

Mu Tangxi went over the process in his mind very seriously and instructed, "Don't let anyone see you putting the drug in the hangover soup. Also, put a heavier amount of drug in it. The pain will probably wake up your father."

"But I have some Ma Fei San here. You can sprinkle some more to relieve your father's pain."

"Also, what are you going to do if your father's blood gets on your face and clothes?"

Mu Jinrong was stunned. Yes, he had never tried cutting the tendons of his servants, so he didn’t know whether the drugged person would wake up!

And if his father's blood splashed on him, wouldn't it be discovered by others?

He straightened his face and said, "I will be careful. Thank you, sister, for giving me the Ma Fei San!"

"As for the blood spatter, just cover your father's legs and feet with his quilt, roll up your sleeves, reach in and cut his tendons!"

Mu Tangxi almost laughed out loud when he heard this, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

She kindly reminded him, "You can cover your father's face with the quilt. That way, even if your father accidentally wakes up, he won't be able to control his body and lift the quilt to look at you because he just inhaled the drug, and you won't be discovered!"

Mu Jinrong's eyes lit up. His sister was indeed very smart and could think of things that he had overlooked!

"Okay, I'll go get ready now!"

Although Mu Jinrong said this, he did not get down from his sister's legs, but leaned in his sister's arms.

Mu Tangxi gently stroked Mu Jinrong's head, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

She just wanted to find a useful person to help her do things. Compared to her, who was just a tool for exchanging interests, her father would surely pay more attention to Mu Jinrong, the only normal child now!

After Mu Jinrong becomes the heir, she will tell her father about this. I wonder if her father will be very happy, happy that Mu Jinrong has inherited his cold-bloodedness?

A brave, cold-blooded heir who is not a coward.

Dong Zhu counted the time, and when the maids outside were getting impatient, she stepped forward and said, "Miss, the time is up."

Hearing this, Mu Tangxi put Mu Jinrong back on the ground, gave him a brief hug, and urged, "Go quickly, don't let anyone find out!"

Dong Zhu took out a packet of Ma Fei San from his sleeve and gave it to Mu Jinrong.

Mu Jinrong pursed her lips, nodded heavily, turned around and ran out.

Mu Tangxi sighed, but there was a smile in her eyes. She knew that Mu Jinrong needed love, so she gave it to him, even though it was fake.

In the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, no one does not crave love, crave it abnormally...