Mu Jiu calmed the person down with some good words.

"Looking at their battle, they will definitely not go back like this. My daughter will go and have a look. My brother must not come forward in this matter, otherwise it will cause trouble."

Mu Jiu asked the mother-in-law in the house to take care of her and walked out quickly.

After walking for a while, they happened to bump into the Mu family's father and son who had just come out of the study. Apparently they also got the news from the front office.

Mu Jiu turned around and walked towards them.

He said to Mu Youde: "Leave the affairs of the front office to my daughter. Even if she is a member of the palace, she is still a slave in the end. Father and brother do not need to come forward."

Mu Hansheng knew what Mu Jiu meant. He also knew Mu Jiu's nature of not letting others suffer, so he handed over his hand in a dignified manner.

"Then there's little sister Lao."

Mu Jiu waved her hands and walked towards the front hall, still mumbling.

"Tsk, I can't bear it, I'm afraid my life will be shortened."

These words made Mu Hansheng laugh.

Wearing a black robe, he stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Mu Jiu's leaving figure, his expression gradually turned lonely.

He glanced at the sunny sky, but felt depressed for no reason.

He murmured: "I got another piece of news not long ago. It was fake. I sent someone there but it came to nothing."

When Mu Youde heard this, his smile faded.

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Hansheng smiled sarcastically, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or Mu Youde.

"Father, have you ever felt regretful for what happened that year?"

Mu Youde's expression was complicated, but the hands under his sleeves tightened again and again.

He struggled to spit out two words.

"Never."

Mu Hansheng smiled, heartlessly, but it only added to the sadness.

"What a coincidence, neither do I."

"But I dreamed of her last night. She was crying and I couldn't stop her crying. I still felt heart-breaking pain when I woke up."

It’s an old story, what’s there to say?

Mu Youde said in a deep voice: "That's enough, there is no need to mention this matter again."

With that said, he returned to the study in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

Mu Hansheng was left smiling self-consciously. He stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes, and there was moisture between his fingers.

His voice was so low that he couldn't hear it: "But I pushed her away with my own hands."

lobby

Grandma Shi had already been waiting impatiently.

With Zhou Yuan's favor, she was quite decent in the palace. The princess was getting married, which was a great favor from the emperor. Unexpectedly, the people in the general's palace made her wait here for a full cup of tea!

She stood up and looked around.

It seems that the princess is right. People in the Mu family have no rules at all. Fortunately, the emperor intends to give the princess a palace. If they really get married, they don't need to be looked down upon by the Mu family.

She asked in a deep voice: "The old slave is here on behalf of the princess, so naturally he has to meet the general's wife. We can only do business after we go back."

"What? Are you trying to stop me?"

The housekeeper stood aside and just smiled when he heard this: "Madam is unwell..."

He was directly interrupted by the other party: "I won't listen to this! This old slave is not here to cause trouble. The princess is considerate of the wife and gives her all the best supplements. Is this the way of hospitality in the general's palace?"

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard someone laughing outside.

Mu Jiu walked in lazily.

He glanced politely at Nanny Shi up and down.

"What are the rules of the General's Mansion? It's your turn to act wild here?"

"My mother is unwell, but you keep disturbing her peace and quiet. Is this the princess's compassion?"

The angry look on Granny Shi's face disappeared, but her words were powerful: "It turns out to be Miss General's Mansion. I..."

Mu Jiu was too lazy to listen to her nonsense.

She glanced at the brocade box: "This ginseng is pretty good."

Grandma Shi raised her chin proudly: "This is 500-year-old ginseng."

Mu Jiu said lightly: "It's a little younger, and it's a big difference compared to the thousand-year-old ginseng I keep in my house, but it's still true to my heart."

Grandma Shi:???

"housekeeper."

"exist."

"No wonder grandma blames our Mu family for having no rules. What are you doing here, instead of accepting those supplements?"

After saying that, Mu Jiu smiled.

"Mother Shi, for today's matter, I would like to trouble you to make this trip. When my mother gets better, I will go to the palace with her to express my gratitude to the Queen."

The person who thanked was not Zhou Yuan, but Queen Chi.

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Early the next morning.

Chang Su saluted respectfully: "Master, everything is ready, you can start the journey."

Gu Huaizhi responded and entered the room.

Ruan Zhen is still asleep.

She was still holding the soft pillow that Gu Huaizhi stuffed into her arms when she stood up.

The hug was so tight, just like hugging him at night.

The woman's peaceful sleeping face, Gu Huaizhi's eyes were dark.

Suddenly, I didn't want to wake her up.

Gu Huaizhi covered her with a mattress, carried her out, walked gently, and got into the carriage.

When the carriage drove through the uneven mountain road, it was a little bumpy.

Ruan Zhen was awakened in Gu Huaizhi's arms.

She was sleepy.

Apparently she still hadn't woken up, so she put one hand on the man's waist and rubbed it: "Where are we going?"

The woman has a delicate body and a soft and sweet voice.

Gu Huaizhi hugged him tightly and glanced down. Ruan Zhen closed her eyes again.

"Didn't I say yesterday that I should go back home?"

Did you say it?

Ruan Zhen was confused.

"oh."

She gasped and moved her lips.

"Gu Huaizhi."

Gu Huaizhi looked at her thoughtfully, with a hint of smile in his eyes.

He snorted.

Ruan Zhen's voice was vague: "Don't you like me wearing a red skirt? Why don't you allow me to wear the material my godmother gave me?"

Gu Huaizhi raised his eyebrows.

Even though he knew she was not awake, he still responded patiently.

"Who said I like red?"

"you said."

Gu Huaizhi wondered: "When did I say that?"

The little girl stopped talking.

She frowned, obviously troubled by this question.

Gu Huaizhi didn't care what she said, he held the corner of her clothes and slowly tied the belt around her waist with his long, jade-like fingers.

Tie it up and untie it.
To be continued...