Don't Provoke Princess

In Mu Xiaoyou's previous life, when she grew up, she would often go to major shopping malls to buy clothes, and because her Mu Family was no longer lacking in money, Mu Xiaoyou and Su Cuiyun spent all their money extravagantly. Back then, they would often bring home clothes from luxury brands. Normally, the price of a single piece of clothing would not be lower than five thousand, it was tens of thousands of yuan. The more time passed, the more they wouldn't go back to the mall to buy more, and would instead find someone to customize it.    

    

Beauty Bai was the one who had custom-made clothes for the two of them.    

    

Mu Qingqing often heard Beauty Bai 's voice at home, but unfortunately, she couldn't see it and didn't know what Beauty Bai looked like.    

    

However, she had heard her real name once.    

    

White, if, warm.    

    

This woman had created her own clothing brand. Although she had not attended any design classes that day, she had a deep connection with clothing design. Her works were later sold off at auction for 10 million yuan.    

    

Mu Qingqing had once heard Mu Xiaoyou and Su Cuiyun ridicule Bai Ruowen at home, saying that she was just a garment maker. Her husband had died early, she had no children, and she had become a widow at such a young age, relying only on sleeping men and being slept in by men to get orders.    

    

Mu Qingqing had heard these words more than once, but she had never heard them mention Beauty Bai 's name. It was always about the tailor, the shameless woman who made clothes.    

    

Ignoring Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou's blabbering, Mu Qingqing was thinking that Beauty Bai 's current situation was just to open a small tailor shop in the town, far from being able to open a factory and become her own brand. What if she joined hands with Beauty Bai to start this business? The earlier the opportunity, the better it would be for Beauty Bai .    

    

"Master, why does your idea look so weird?" Xiaoyun sat beside Mu Qingqing. She had seen her thoughts clearly. She felt that Mu Xiaoyou's height was not right, and her face looked even more mature.    

    

"Hmm?" Mu Qingqing looked at Xiaoyun blankly, not understanding what she meant.    

    

"How come your sister is so much taller?" Xiaoyun asked, blinking her blue eyes.    

    

Mu Qingqing's expression froze for a moment before she slowly said, "I can't imagine what she will look like when she grows up."    

    

"Master's imagination is really rich." Xiaoyun rubbed her smooth and smooth head, lowered her eyes, and rested her cheek listlessly.    

    

In the room next door, Su Cuiyun was bathing Mu Xiaoyou while cursing how unreasonable Beauty Bai was and how biased Mu Anren was.    

    

"Mom, are you having menopause? Why do you keep scolding me?" Mu Xiaoyou rubbed the warm water on her face while speaking with dissatisfaction.    

    

The originally white foam had been dyed black by the ink, but the ink on Mu Xiaoyou's face remained unchanged.    

    

Su Cuiyun looked worriedly at Mu Xiaoyou, who looked like she was made of charcoal. At that time, she didn't see Mu Xiaoyou being splashed with ink, but there was no lack of ink in a bottle at home. There was no trace of ink on the second floor at all. She was also puzzled. Like Mu Anren, she was also afraid that this was the so-called retribution.    

    

"You You, did you really not see anyone splashing ink water from the second floor?" Su Cuiyun wondered if Mu Xiaoyou had seen wrongly, or if it might have been Mu Yichen. Although this possibility was very small, it was not completely excluded.    

    

"I really didn't. There was no sound from upstairs, and the ink was like a line. It didn't seem like it was spilled at all." Mu Xiaoyou couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine.    

    

Su Cuiyun frowned. She had helped Mu Xiaoyou rub the ink for a while, but the ink hadn't decreased at all. Instead, it had been dyed with water that was no different from sewage.    

    

"There's not a bit of ink missing. His face is still so dark." Mu Xiaoyou slapped the water surface angrily, rubbing her face until it was hot.    

    

"Alright, don't be angry. This is ink, it's not easy to wash off. Normally, it would take at least two or three days to get rid of it. " Su Cuiyun was worried that in a few days time it would be Mu Qingqing's time to set up the Party for Number One Scholar. She wanted to bring Mu Xiaoyou to participate so that she could show her face in front of Mu Anren's friends, but now Mu Xiaoyou's face was as black as charcoal.    

    

"Ah?" Then can't I see anyone these few days? " Mu Xiaoyou slapped the ink-stained water in the bathtub angrily, splashing it all over Su Cuiyun's body.    

    

The sky was overcast and cloudy, and the depressed hearts of people were restless.    

    

"Kid, you always get angry. Your temper should be changed." Su Cuiyun said snappily as she took a dry towel from a towel rack to wipe off the water stains on her body.    

    

"You can all go to her banquet. Am I alone at home?" Mu Xiaoyou cried as she felt wronged. When she thought that the Party for Number One Scholar's chance to shine was gone, she became even more agitated.    

    

"Wash your clothes properly. You can go participate in the competition after washing up in two days." Su Cuiyun had lost her temper. A few days ago, Mu Xiaoyou had managed to survive due to allergy. It was one thing for her to yell at him, but now that she was almost completely recovered and didn't have any life threatening feelings, she couldn't just yell like that.    

    

Mu Xiaoyou angrily rubbed her body, her expression showing a gloominess that did not fit her age.    

    

The ink-black water was changed again and again, but the ink on Mu Xiaoyou's body didn't diminish at all. She couldn't help but hold the sponge in her hands and ruthlessly rub her skin.    

    

"Xiaoyun, is it really impossible to change the order of the ink at all?" The ink wasn't poured by Mu Qingqing, so she didn't know how strong it was.    

    

"That's right. The ones attached to her body will not be washed away until seven days later. What she has now washed off, is only attached to the surface. "    

    

Mu Xiaoyou's voice was loud enough for the two of them to not need to use their superb hearing to hear. At this moment, both of their ears were stuffed with cotton, making it convenient for them to read.    

    

"Why don't you just get the ink off her?" Mu Qingqing covered her ears. Her voice was still loud, and she couldn't help but gasp for breath.    

    

"Ugh …" This is a little difficult. " Xiaoyun didn't have the face to say it out loud. Since the active fiber carbon attached to Mu Xiaoyou's skin had changed its sequence once, she wouldn't be able to change it a second time. The liquid had dried up and seeped into his skin.    

    

"Can't I do it?" Mu Qingqing's brain was in a mess. She had never thought that Mu Xiaoyou's current temper was so high that it seemed like she was going crazy.    

    

Xiaoyun shook her head.    

    

Mu Xiaoyou had been soaking in the bathtub all afternoon, and even dinner was being eaten in the bathtub.    

    

"You You, soak in another night. Hold on a little longer." After soaking in the water for an entire afternoon, Mu Xiaoyou's hands, which were originally tender and tender, had started to wrinkle. Su Cuiyun's heart ached, but she wanted Mu Xiaoyou to join Mu Qingqing's Party for Number One Scholar. She had no choice but to let her daughter suffer.    

    

"It's all gone …" Mu Xiaoyou's eyes were red as she ate. The skin on her hands and feet was marinated in folds. If only the ink had been poured over her clothes, it would have been her face and neck.    

    

"In a few days, I'll definitely be able to soak this ink." Su Cuiyun consoled him. This time, your grandfather will also come for the Party for Number One Scholar and all the uncles in Mu Mansion will come as well.    

    

"Grandpa will drive that nice car over, right?" When Mu Xiaoyou heard that Old Master Mu would come, the gloom in her eyes disappeared. Old Master Mu would invite the three of them to take a ride, and then she would be able to show off to her classmates.    

    

"Yes." Su Cuiyun gently rubbed Mu Xiaoyou's back, and her hands also turned black. It was true.    

    

"Mom, bring me two more bars of soap." Mu Xiaoyou didn't even eat anymore. She rubbed her body in high spirits.    

    

"Don't tell me, driving a good car is the highest honor for you Earthlings?" Hearing Mu Xiaoyou's words, Xiaoyun's forehead was full of dark lines. In order to get a good ride, Mu Xiaoyou was even willing to eat.    

    

"Not all of them. Not everyone does." Mu Qingqing pushed her hair behind her ears, worrying about Xiao Huali.    

    

Since she decided to become a Party for Number One Scholar, how could she not have Xiao Huali?    

    

"I want to go find my friend tomorrow, so you don't have to follow me." Mu Qingqing didn't want to keep Xiaoyun by her side, but wanted to get along with her on equal terms. Xiaoyun should have her own freedom and her own space.    

    

Immediately, Mu Qingqing became annoyed again. There were still two of Mo Xiaohe's bodyguards living downstairs, but Mu Anren actually accepted the two bodyguards and even paid them monthly. If Mu Qingqing didn't know that Mu Family wasn't short of money, she wouldn't have let the bodyguards in.    

    

"What about the two downstairs?" Mu Qingqing muttered to herself.    

    

"Master, can't you go find your friend now?" Xiaoyun could see through Mu Qingqing's thoughts. What she couldn't understand was why Mu Qingqing had to wait until the next day to go since she was so worried about her friend.    

    

"It's already so late, she might have already fallen asleep." The thing that disturbed people's clear dreams was the thing that Mu Qingqing disliked to do the most.    

    

However … After Xiaoyun mentioned it this way, Mu Qingqing really had the thought of going to see Xiao Huali now.    

    

"Let's go. The two downstairs definitely won't know either." Xiaoyun parked the flying ship fifty meters above the Mu Family Sky Tower. It could be said to be very safe.    

    

Mu Qingqing got up and changed into a set of casual clothes, thinking about what she should bring with her to see Xiao Huali.    

    

"Pumpkin, my pumpkin is ripe. It's on the spaceship." Xiaoyun said she had already wrapped up the present. The pumpkin in the spaceship was three times the size of a basketball. If Mu Qingqing hadn't reminded her that she could keep it, she would have continued to keep it.    

    

"Pumpkin..." "That's fine too." Mu Qingqing reluctantly nodded her head. She didn't have much money on her, and Xiaoyun's suggestion wasn't bad either.    

    

After locking her own door, Mu Qingqing tiptoed up the rooftop. She and Xiaoyun made sure that no one would notice that she had already gone out.    

    

The dark night was still drizzling. This kind of weather was perfect for sleeping.