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Liu Xuxin's eyes were fixed intently on the face of the woman in front of her, completely motionless. She had thought that the women at the banquet were already beautiful enough.
To her surprise, this woman was even more captivating than any she had seen before. That delicate face, paired with a pair of glistening eyes and cherry-red lips.
Just imagine, if she were willing, which man could escape the fate of falling at her feet?
As she gazed, she became somewhat dazed, her eyes slightly glazed over. No matter how Cui Er tried to signal her, she seemed oblivious.
Mo Xier could easily sense the gaze directed at her.
A smile slowly spread across her lips, forming a perfect arc. Her eyes discreetly assessed the woman before her as she said with a smile, "You must be Miss Liu, right? Truly a water lily emerging from the water, unforgettable at first glance."
The compliment was insincere; anyone could tell that there was no genuine praise in those words.
"Compared to you, I still have much to learn."
Seeing the shy and delicate demeanor of the woman before her ignited a spark of jealousy in Mo Xier's heart. So this is the woman that Old Madam had designated for him? She let out a soft snort that went unnoticed by anyone.
"Xinrong, please let Miss Liu take a seat. Standing outside for so long must be tiring." Looking directly into the woman's eyes, she continued, "I apologize; the general is like this, unwilling to let others see me."
After saying this, she shyly raised her hand as if to cover the smile at the corner of her lips. Upon hearing this, not only was Liu Xuxin stunned, but even Xinrong, who knew the truth, was taken aback.
Was this still the Mo Xier she had seen before? How could she say something so enviable?
Satisfied with the dazed expression on Liu Xuxin's face, Mo Xier's smile grew wider as she gently raised her hand to play with the strands of hair that hung in front of her.
Her slightly lowered eyes were filled with calculation; she was deliberately saying this! She wanted the woman in front of her to dislike her!
She wanted to see how this woman could still stay by Night Star's side while she caused such trouble!
At this moment, she was unwilling to admit that she was jealous; instead, she viewed this feeling as her revenge against the man! Revenge for imprisoning her!
However, Liu Xuxin's momentary daze quickly passed, and she smiled, saying, "I suppose you have some hidden ailment that cannot be seen? My sudden intrusion is indeed a bit abrupt."
The smile on Mo Xier's face instantly faded, and her expression turned unfriendly. She had never heard any woman speak so ungraciously.
"Miss Liu is also from a prominent family; why speak so bluntly?"
"Oh dear, it’s my fault! It’s my fault!" She pretended to be frightened and covered her lips, continuing, "It’s just that since you are in this courtyard and do not allow outsiders in, it truly makes one feel quite strange!"
"There are many strange things in this residence besides just me; I imagine Miss Liu has only been here for a day and is unaware. After you stay a few more days, you will know that there are plenty of oddities in this house."
Lowering her gaze slightly, Liu Xuxin concealed the mockery in her eyes and said, "From what you say, I assume you have been here for quite some time?"
"Naturally; it has been at least over a month."
"I see. Then why have I never heard Old Madam mention you? It seems you are not particularly important in this General's residence."
In this back-and-forth exchange, a hint of tension seemed to rise between the two women.
Mo Xier did not wish to compete with such a woman for attention, but Liu Xuxin's words were truly infuriating; how could she simply back down?
"Is it really necessary to be important in Old Madam's heart?" With her gaze slightly lifted, her aura was not inferior to that of the person opposite her. "In my opinion, as long as I am important in the general's heart, everything else is just fleeting clouds."
Without waiting for the woman to respond, Mo Xier continued, "Even if I am important in Old Madam's heart, what use is it? Am I not like a pet, only able to respond when called? Where is the freedom I have to see whoever I want? Miss Liu, what do you think?"
The woman's face instantly changed color, and her hands resting on her legs unconsciously clenched tightly together.
"Oh dear, I forgot that Miss Liu is not a pet; you are the future mistress of the general's residence. Look at my mouth, how could I say such nonsense!" Seeing Liu Xuxin's ugly expression, her eyes were filled with pride.
"My lady is a pet; then what are you? Just a canary kept in a cage by someone else. What is there to be proud of?"
Cui Er couldn't help but shout loudly, her eyes filled with disdain as if she wanted to vent her anger for her lady.
Mo Xier, however, seemed to hear nothing, maintaining her smile while twirling a strand of black hair around her finger. "What about being a canary? We still don't know if Miss Liu will have the chance to be this canary!"
Her words were always sharp; when encountering someone she disliked, she naturally showed no mercy.
"You! You!"
"Oh dear, don't get angry; it won't look good if you do!" With a slight raise of her eyebrows, she met Liu Xuxin's gaze, filled with provocation. "Xinrong, don't you agree?"
Xinrong was still caught up in their argument and hadn't regained her senses. Suddenly being called out by name made her tremble slightly as she looked at Mo Xier in confusion.
"Xinrong, please don't feel shy about speaking up."
Seemingly very understanding, a knowing smile appeared on her face. "Although Miss Liu is a guest, she should know her own worth so that annoying people won't keep standing in front of me and unnecessarily irritate me!"
Meeting her gaze, Xinrong dared not utter a word of dissent. She silently lowered her eyes, nearly burying her face in her chest, her voice soft yet clear as she said, "Miss... you are right."
As soon as these words left her mouth, she nearly bit through her own lip. Such a statement that went against the hierarchy was surely asking for trouble. Looking at Liu Xuxin's face, which had once been fair and delicate, it now bore a hint of greenish hue, clearly indicating her anger.
With a slap on the table, Liu Xuxin suddenly stood up, her eyes wide with hatred as if she wanted to devour the person before her. Before she could speak, Mo Xier, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly covered her chest with her hand and let out a series of distressed sounds, startling Xinrong into rushing to her side.
"Miss, are you alright? Do you feel unwell?"
Supporting Xinrong's wrist with her hand, Mo Xier appeared very fragile and said with a hint of grievance, "Just now, Miss Liu's banging on the table scared me. No one has ever dared to treat me like this in my courtyard; my poor heart..."
"Is it serious? Should we call for a doctor?" Xinrong asked anxiously, fearing something might happen that would be difficult to explain to the young master.
"No need, no need. I was just slightly startled," she replied while gently rubbing her chest. Then she raised her head to look at the woman not far away. "Miss Liu is also a well-bred person; I never expected she could act so rudely. It seems that the tales of virtuous and gentle women are all lies?"
Her tone rose slightly, filled with disdain and provocation, her eyes sparkling with amusement as if declaring war on Liu Xuxin.
"Miss, your words are incorrect. Who knows what will happen in the future? Right now you may be a canary, but who can say what will happen later?"
Cui Er's words dripped with condescension and sarcasm. "If my lady becomes the General's Wife in the future, let's see how arrogant you still are! As for upbringing, some people's manners are just like this!"
Every word was an extraordinary defense of her master; indeed, she was a good servant.
Mo Xier seemed unfazed by Cui Er's remarks and slowly lifted her gaze with disdain. "Why not wait until you truly become the General's Wife before being arrogant? Speaking now is merely a waste of breath; Miss Liu, why bother?"
"How do you know my lady won't become the General's Wife?" Cui Er immediately retorted, her protective demeanor quite astonishing. "My lady is born into a wealthy family; unlike some people who are just nameless things and only know how to cling to power!"
Even someone as good-natured as Xinrong had their expression change instantly upon hearing Cui Er's disrespectful words, losing the calm demeanor she previously held.
"That's not how it should be said..." She wanted to defend Mo Xier, but before her words could leave her mouth, they were interrupted by Cui Er.
"When the master speaks, what right do you, a servant, have to interrupt!" The cold glare forced Xinrong to swallow her words, and she could only lower her head in submission, no longer daring to speak.
With a loud crash, a blue-and-white porcelain plate filled with snacks was smashed on the floor by the woman on the bed, her dark eyes fixed unblinkingly on Cui Er.
"How dare you insult my people? Xinrong may be a maid, but what are you? Just a dog beside your young lady!" The fierce expression stunned everyone present; none had ever seen her so enraged.
Mo Xier exuded an icy demeanor that bore some resemblance to Night Star! The same chilling aura was palpable!
Cui Er was momentarily taken aback, her brows furrowing as she instinctively took a few steps back in fear, glancing at those behind her for support.
Liu Xuxin stepped forward and pulled the maid behind her without changing her expression. "Miss, why speak so harshly? It truly sounds petty; it's just a minor conflict between servants. Why take it so seriously?"
With a light laugh, Mo Xier sat on the bed, her smile gentle yet her gaze piercing directly at the woman across from her. "When has my room allowed you to speak freely? One must consider the master when dealing with dogs; have you even acknowledged the master? Do you really think this place is one where you can run wild?"
A sudden chill rose behind her. Meeting the woman's indifferent gaze, Liu Xuxin instinctively retreated a few steps, fear gradually creeping into her eyes.
"Get out!" With a curse, Mo Xier's fierce gaze locked onto the two of them, her dark eyes filled with an unmistakable intent to keep them at bay.
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