You He and Hua Yue exchanged a glance and quickly followed.
Technically, they were Mu Qingge’s maids and should have stopped Mu Lianrong from barging in, even if the intruder was their master’s aunt. However, they were also worried about their master’s condition, so they chose to acquiesce to the actions of the eldest lady of the Mu Mansion.
Behind You He and Hua Yue, the white-clad woman’s expression of concern turned into indifference, and then back to worry. She quickened her pace, bringing her maid along to catch up with the group.
"You brat, open the door for your aunt! Do you hear me?" Mu Lianrong arrived at the tightly closed door and raised her hand, pounding on the door fiercely.
However, there was no response from inside.
Mu Lianrong’s anxiety grew stronger. She intensified her tone, "If you don’t open the door, believe me, I’ll spank you!"
There was still no response.
You He and Hua Yue, the two maids, felt even more uneasy.
One would think that no matter how deeply the little lord slept, he would wake up with the eldest lady’s commotion. Besides, the little lord had always feared the eldest lady; upon hearing her voice, he would scramble to open the door. But now, the knocking had persisted for quite some time, yet there was still no movement inside.
Clang—!
The sound of a treasure sword being unsheathed rang out.
An increasingly anxious Mu Lianrong seemed intent on breaking the door down.
But, just as Mu Lianrong’s sword was about to strike the door, a slight creaking sound came from the tightly closed door.
A gap in the door slowly opened, revealing a slender figure.
"Aunt Rong, it’s Mu Brother who’s come out!" The white-clad girl stepped lightly, quickly grabbing Mu Lianrong’s raised hand with the sword, her delicate features filled with excitement.
Actually, even without her intervention, Mu Lianrong’s sword wouldn’t have struck downward. Standing at the doorway, Mu Qingge appeared, and she was the first to see him clearly.
However, she said nothing about the white-clad girl’s actions—she merely glanced at her and then withdrew her sword.
"Little lord!"
"Little lord, why are your clothes all wet?"
Hua Yue and You He ran to Mu Ge’s side joyfully, standing guard on either side with seamless coordination. The latter was attentively aware of the oddity on Mu Ge’s body.
At this moment, Mu Ge was in poor condition, her whole body weak and her complexion pale. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, becoming crumpled and unsightly.


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