Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 727

Then, Su'er ran her hand through her hair. That small glutinous rice ball climbed up the chair with much difficulty and then poured a cup of water into Mu Jin's cup.

Nong Yue also walked in at this time, pointing at the pot of water in Su'er's hands, he waved his hand.

Mu Jin lowered his head to look at the cup of tea in his hand, as though he did not see anything strange.

"Young master, why aren't you drinking?"

"I'm not thirsty. Go back to your room and have a good rest. After dinner, we'll continue on our way!" Mu Jin stood up and walked over to Su'er.

"Where did she go?" Mu Jin asked Nong Yue.

"I followed the manor lord to the bank. When I returned, I scooped up a pot of water from the ditch!" Nong Yue really admired this little girl. His heart was big enough, he actually dared to scoop water from the gutter for his master to drink.

As expected, his guess was correct. The next step in his plan was to ama.s.s wealth from the manor lord.

"I thought she poisoned my tea!" When Nong Yue waved his hands, he really thought that this little girl had poisoned his mistress.

Mu Jin bit on his lips lightly, and did not say a word. It was not until the evening when he went to look for Su'er, only to see that the small person there was standing on a wooden stool, leaning on the table, holding onto a brush, writing something down on a piece of paper.

"Su'er, what are you doing?" Mu Jin walked in curiously.

Su'er immediately kept the paper, raised her head and looked at Mu Jin, "He's practicing calligraphy! I have to train for two hours every day in the missions my mother gave me. Since I didn't get the chance yesterday to train, I have to make full use of today's training to make up for it! "

Is that so? Was this child really that obedient?

However, Su'er's vigilant eyes had already betrayed her.

"Let's go!" Let's go! Mu Jin did not say anything either.

"Alright!" Su'er walked to Mu Jin's side and extended his inky hand to hold Mu Jin's hand.

She couldn't let him find out that she had been imitating his handwriting for the past two hours.

The tiny hand held onto Mu Jin's slender fingers, and pulled him away.

This made Mu Jin's pitch-black eyes flash with a little bit of a strange light.

This sort of feeling was as if a person who had gotten used to being ice-cold suddenly touched a touch of warmth. Although it was very weak, it seemed to be able to melt his entire body.

In the pitch black night, the surrounding streets were extremely quiet. The white carriage slowly moved along the paved road, emitting a crisp yet heavy "Da Da Da" sound.

Su'er's head unknowingly rested on Mu Jin's thigh, his two small hands once again grabbed onto Mu Jin's clothes and covered his body.

The ball of paper that she had been kneading into a ball in her arms fell out of her arms due to the shaking of the carriage.

His slender hand pa.s.sed through the hazy moonlight and picked up the piece of paper that had fallen onto the soft couch. Under the bright moonlight, he slowly opened it.

He saw a piece of paper filled with the same two words.

Mu Jin's pitch-black eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

The words, every line, and every line on this piece of paper were imitated his handwriting.

Although these two words were written very inaccurately, they revealed traces of him.

The reason why he was shocked was because he never would have thought that a five-year-old child could remember his brush style so clearly with just a glance, and even imitate it to at least three points.

Moreover, this child clearly didn't know how to p.r.o.nounce this word. He relied entirely on his memories to imitate it.

And why did this child imitate his handwriting? Needless to say, he naturally wanted to impersonate his handwriting to ama.s.s wealth!

Mu Jin looked down at Su'er who was sleeping soundly on her lap, and had even smacked her lips a few times from time to time. Only when Su'er was sleeping did Mu Jin feel that Su'er was a four or five year old child.

Mu Jin watched as he lit a candle on the carriage, and took out a bronze mirror from the drawer. Then, he took off his mask.

He hadn't looked at himself in a mirror for a long time. He had almost forgotten what he looked like.

When the copper mirror illuminated his and Su'er's face, Mu Jin was stunned to discover that this child looked very similar to him.

Especially since the shape of the child's eyebrows and face was very similar to his own.

The hand that Mu Jin used to hold the mirror trembled slightly, and countless things flashed past his mind.

He had seen with his own eyes that Wei Yuanwei had been drawn into the lake, it was impossible for Wei Yuanwei to be alive, and afterwards, he had even found a corpse that wore the same clothes as Wei Yuanwei.

Although he did not confirm whether or not the corpse was Wei Yuanwei, but under such circ.u.mstances, it was impossible for Wei Yuanwei to survive.

Even if Wei Yuanwei survived, it would be difficult for him to conceive a child, so how could she give birth to a daughter!

There are so many people that look similar to Wei Yuanwei in this world, so there will naturally be people that look similar to him.

So the Su'er being like her was just like being like that!

They would not be related by blood!

As he thought of this, Mu Jin removed the copper mirror from his face. But after calming down, Mu Jin couldn't help but lower his head and look at Su'er again.

The conclusion he drew this time made Mu Jin even more surprised. The Su'er's eyes were very similar to Wei Yuanwei's, and her nose and mouth were similar to's combination.

It could be said that the face of the Su'er was a combination of his and Wei Yuanwei's, and when the two's strengths were combined, they looked different.

Thus, at the beginning, he only felt that this little girl was very good-looking and gave off a very comfortable feeling. In addition to her clever nature, she was also a very pleasing person.

But the more he looked at Su'er, the more he felt that the Su'er was very similar to him, and in terms of personality, she was similar to Wei Yuanwei!

"Han Yue!" Mu Jin lifted his lips, and called Han Yue who was outside.

Han Yue opened the curtain and asked: "Master, what's the matter?"

"Who do you think this kid looks like?" Mu Jin's eyes were always on Su'er's face.

The orange candlelight illuminated Mu Jin and Su'er's faces completely.

It was really just as Nong Yue had said, this little girl looked very similar to Master!

"It's very similar to master!" Han Yue looked at the child, then looked at Mu Jin and spoke truthfully.

Mu Jin instantly clenched his fist, his thick eyelashes slightly trembled, and the expression in his eyes became extremely complicated.

"He is very similar to Master's twin brother!" Han Yue looked at Mu Jin's expression. He truly felt that he needed to remind Master now.

If he accepted his brother's daughter as his daughter, then things would become troublesome.