I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating Chapter 105

Forty-seven Dragons (2) – unedited

The weather for the next two days was not bad. Although the temperature dropped, the good thing was that it didn't snow. Counting the days, Mu Wanwan took the spiritual plants and embroidery work she had accumulated over the ten-odd days and went out.

As she was out very early, the sky was still grey and there were not many people on guard outside.

Mu Wanwan made her way to the side hall where the servants lived before she found Hong Ye.

She was a little different from the last time when she was following behind Fuliu. There were dark circles under her eyes, but she seemed more energetic.

When she saw Mu Wanwan approaching, Hong Ye looked like she wanted to say something, then winked at her and trotted off to fetch the ox cart.

Mu Wanwan guessed that she had something to say. It was only until the ox cart had left the manor's border enchantment and reached a place where there were only a few people on the road before Hong Ye spoke mysteriously.

“Madam, was it you?”

Mu Wanwan was stunned for a moment. After a moment's thought, she guessed that what she was about to say must have something to do with Fuliu's gaffe last time. However, she did not show anything on her face and simply said, “What was?”

Hong Ye said, “After we delivered the monthly stipend to you last time, Fuliu hasn't been quite normal since we returned.”

“She actually ran to the border of the forbidden grounds to wait for Lord Ao Xue to return from cultivation, then declared that Lord Ao Xue was just a useless pretty face of the Green Dragon Clan and had no abilities. It was only because he was in cahoots with Lord Ao Qin that she managed to get a place to cultivate in the forbidden grounds.”

“Lord Ao Xue is a bad-tempered one. He turned into a dragon on the spot and swallowed her up.”

Hong Ye shuddered, “It's too vicious. It happened just yesterday.”

Mu Wanwan also felt a little chilled as she listened. She was still wondering why the sky suddenly darkened yesterday evening and rained for a while when the weather had been fine. So, it turned out that it wasn't a shower, but that someone had transformed into a dragon.

Many thoughts flashed through her mind. Mu Wanwan matched the mood and said fearfully, “He swallowed her directly? That's too cruel. Did Fuliu offend someone and was under a spell or something?”

After listening to her tone, Hong Ye believed that it wasn't Mu Wanwan who did it. After all, she could sense that the madame did not have any talent. If she really had the ability to control others, she couldn't have been oppressed by Bai Shuiyao in the part, and also wouldn't have been bullied by Fuliu for so long.

Perhaps…

Fuliu had really been a victim of another.

“Maybe.” Hong Ye continued to tell Mu Wanwan about the things that happened to Fuliu. As they chatted, they soon reached the market.

After saying goodbye to Hong Ye who left to feed the ox as per usual, Mu Wanwan paid the entrance fee and went straight to Uncle Zong's shop.

The door of the shop was ajar, and Uncle Zong was waiting inside. Even Yun'er was wearing thick clothes and taking a nap behind the counter.

“Lassie, you're here.” There was a smile in Uncle Zong's eyes. He nudged his partner, “Yun'er, the lass is here.”

Hearing his voice, Auntie Yun also opened her eyes. While she smiled and greeted Mu Wanwan. Uncle Zong stood up from behind the counter and closed the shop's door.

“Uncle Zong, Auntie Yun.” Guessing that they were probably waiting for her, Mu Wanwan put her back basket down. Not dawdling, she took out the Grade 2 Bixing grass and Baizhen fruit she had prepared.

“Good, good!”

Looking rather excited, Uncle Zong said “good” several times, his eyes full of gratitude.

Mu Wanwan touched her veiled hat. “Well, Uncle Zong…”

Uncle Zong laughed. “Naturally, I will give you what you're due.”

“But lassie, Uncle has something to tell you.” Uncle Zong's expression grew grave. “I told you last time that I was going to an auction, right?”

The author has something to say.

Mister Long, “I hurt her QAQ”

Chapter end