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Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Chapter 725: Contrast
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Chapter 725: Contrast

"10 years is already more than enough." Fourth Master Mu chuckled. "I just want to be able to see my daughter got married…"         

    

But not so early.     

He really couldn't bear to let go Mu Fei Jiu and the thought of marrying her away just caused pain in his heart. If only it was possible, he didn't want Mu Fei Jiu to be staying so far away from him.     

"Don't worry, I'll stay with you for a long time, Dad." Mu Fei Jiu pursed her lips. "I'm not going to leave you for a long long loooong time."     

"Hahaha, yes, I know, Jiu'er."     

Looking at the warm pair of father and daughter in front of her, Nan Hua knew that this was a rather uncommon view among nobility in this current era and world. Most father would treat their daughter as nothing more than a chip they could use to expand their power.     

But for Fourth Master Mu, he simply loved his daughter and wished that she would be able to live well.     

"Jiu'er, I'll be leaving first." Nan Hua looked at Mu Fei Jiu.     

"Ah, Sister Hua is leaving already?" Mu Fei Jiu pouted. She really wanted to stay with Nan Hua for a longer period of time. It was rare for her to be able to meet someone who could understand her so well aside from her sister.     

"I can't stay outside for long."     

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Mu Fei Jiu recalled Nan Shu Cheng and her pout intensified. She really didn't want to let Nan Hua return to that rotten residence. It would be much better for her to stay here and play with her.     

"Tsk, if only I have time, I'll just search for some trouble with that man," Mu Fei Jiu mumbled to herself.     

Nan Hua was speechless. She raised her hand and poked Mu Fei Jiu's forehead. "You're going to implicate me if you do that."     

"Sister Hua, don't poke me." Mu Fei Jiu showed a teary expression.     

Looking at Mu Fei Jiu acting so childishly, Nan Hua was silent. She had just realized that the real reason why her grandfather liked to poke her forehead was probably because he liked to see her reaction. She also wanted to poke this little girl in front of her a bit more.     

Fourth Master Mu smiled when he saw their interaction.     

It was nice.     

In the end, Nan Hua stayed for a bit longer and talked with Mu Fei Jiu. It was mostly Mu Fei Jiu who was speaking, but it lasted for quite a long time. After more than an incense stick of time, Nan Hua finally left.     

Mu Fei Jiu lightly stretched her hand after Nan Hua had left. Since she now had a residence on her own and no longer had to fight those women, the days would be more peaceful.     

But first thing first, it was time for her to settle the account with those managers.     

They wouldn't be able to get away after taking benefit from her.     

"To Nan Shu Cheng's Residence."     

"Yes, Miss."     

As Nan Hua sat in the carriage, she could still remember the scene of Mu Fei Jiu acting cutely in front of her father. Even though Fourth Master Mu knew that his daughter was fooling around, he still followed her pace and laughed happily with his daughter.     

It was very nice.     

If she was born in a normal family rather than an influential family, would it be possible for her to have normal parents?         

    

As soon as the thoughts appeared, Nan Hua pushed it out and threw it far away from her mind. There was no point in imagining about something that was impossible. It would only be a waste of time.     

She's the first young miss in Nan Family.     

And it was a fact that she couldn't change.     

Just like how, a child couldn't choose their parents, parents also couldn't choose their children. All parents could do was to educate their children and point the direction in their path, but how it would end up will eventually depend on the children themselves.     

The carriage soon reached Nan Shu Cheng's Residence.     

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When Nan Hua entered the gate, she could see Nan Shu Cheng was looking in her direction. He stood in front of the door of the main hall with a dark expression, but he didn't step forward to greet Nan Hua.     

Nan Hua chose not to say anything to him either. She continued walking towards her quarter.     

The father and daughter had no real interaction with each other and merely bypassed the other party.     

…     

It didn't even take more than two incense stick of time after Nan Hua returned that a commotion arose in Nan Shu Cheng's Residence. The previously jubilant mood turned sour and even dark once more.     

Nan Hua stayed inside her residence until the commotion died down. It was only then she walked out of her quarter and stood there, watching the farce that had finally finished.     

"Miss, Concubine Su had a miscarriage and Master Nan is very angry right now. He ordered for everyone to stay within their quarter," Ran came back and reported what she had seen.     

"I know."     

Nan Hua didn't have any plan to leave. She merely stood by the door of her quarter as she watched some people passed by.     

The celebration for Nan Shu Cheng's promotion was scheduled to be hold three days from now after Emperor Yang Zhou's marriage. But would everyone be in the mood for celebration when an unborn child had just died?     

The smell of blood grew thicker.     

"A lot of servants are executed for not doing their job properly." Xiao Yun's heart was cold when she saw this. As a servant herself, she knew that she wouldn't be able to live if she didn't do her job well.     

This scene in front of them was simply a reminder for all the servants that their lives were tied to their master's wellbeing.     

"He'll forget soon enough." Nan Hua turned around and entered her quarter. Being a cold and unfeeling man he is, Nan Shu Cheng would surely forget everything about this matter soon enough.