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Fushou Palace.

Zhang was granted the title of Empress Dowager, and Mu Qinghong was granted the title of Princess Huixin. They lived together with Mrs. Zhang in Fushou Palace, with mother and daughter as companions and a roomful of servants to serve them, which was quite comfortable.

But Mu Qinghong loved to go to Ruan He's Jiaofang Palace.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but spit at her, she was possessed.

Every time this happened, Mu Qinghong would always reply, "I will follow my sister-in-law. If I follow my sister-in-law, I will have meat to eat. Anyone who doesn't listen to my sister-in-law will queue up at the Palace of Hell."

Today, Mrs. Zhang held a banquet and summoned the married women. This matter had passed Mu Yunxiao's attention. Knowing that he was choosing a son-in-law for Mu Qinghong, he naturally made arrangements for her.

After a busy morning, the Fushou Palace was filled with scrolls.

Zhang selected five pictures and asked Mu Qinghong to come over and take a look. Unexpectedly, Mu Qinghong walked out holding the scroll.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to my sister-in-law and ask her to give me a palm eye!"

Mu Qinghong's crisp voice came from afar.

Mrs. Zhang rubbed her brows helplessly. Seeing Mu Qinghong moving at the same speed as a gust of wind, she couldn't help but bring up a smile. She just wanted to be happy when she got married.

Thinking of her unlucky daughter, she ignored Mu Qinghong and went back to worship the Bodhisattva so that she could have a good pregnancy in her next life and find a mother who could educate her well.

……

In Jiaofang Palace, Ruan He was also looking at portraits, but they were all portraits of little babies.

The dolls rolling around are all dolls with big eyes, small noses and small mouths. Some even have small dimples. Some are raising their heads, some are gnawing on their feet, and some are crawling.

"Your Majesty, this Hundred Sons Picture is so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful Hundred Sons Picture. Our Emperor is really thoughtful." The eldest maid serving beside her said with a standard smile.

"That's because he gave birth to good-looking babies for his future children." Ruan He said with disgust.

Even so, she still asked someone to hang the Hundred Sons Picture on her bedside.

The baby in her belly is also hers.

Although if you look at good-looking children more often, the baby will be good-looking. The baby is not like his parents and looks like other people. This logic is a bit unscientific, but most pregnant women will take it seriously.

It's a good sign anyway.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!" Mu Qinghong's voice was like a clear ringtone.

Ruan He slowed down when he saw her arriving at the entrance of the palace. She still had the demeanor of a lady in every move she made. Thinking of her arrogant and unruly spirit when he first met her, Ruan He couldn't help but lament the changes in people. So big.

"What's going on? Let's drink Longjing first. The new tea was just sent from Hangzhou."

"Big deal, big deal, big deal. Gulu gulu——" Mu Qinghong picked up the teacup and drank it all, then grinned, "I'm going to get married."

These simple words made Ruan Hexing's eyes widen in shock.

"Whose son is he from?"

"Isn't this letting you choose?"

She placed the album on the table.

Ruan He didn't refuse. Mu Qinghong asked her to look at it together because he trusted her. She opened the scroll directly. The man painted on the scroll was lifelike, and there was a line of small words in the lower right corner introducing the man's origin.

"This nose is too big." Mu Qinghong and Ruan He looked at each other head to head, muttering. "People should not be judged by their appearance. This is a new champion, and he is from a clean family for generations." Ruan He often heard Mu Yunxiao come back and mutter about some things in the court, and he remembered a lot of them.

Mu Qinghong stuck out her tongue and did not continue.

Ruan He once again unfolded a scroll. The young man on it was somewhat similar to Mu Qinghong. It was written that he was the son of Zhang Zhizhou. She frowned.

If this scroll had been screened by Madam Zhang, Madam Zhang would definitely still want to help her mother's family.

"Your cousin, are you interested?"

"He is a nice guy, not fierce but also warm. If my sister-in-law says good things about him, I will marry him." Mu Qinghong started eating the tea in Ruan He Palace again, smiling without looking serious.

Ruan He hit her on the head with a rolled-up scroll with a straight face.

"This is your own lifelong event. The opinions of others are just opinions. In the end, it is you who makes the decision."

Mu Qinghong straightened up her expression and said, "I don't think my cousin is interested in me. Otherwise, when we were living in exile, he would come to care for me, but he didn't even show his face. We can't share the pain." , why should we agree with each other?"

Ruan He showed an expression of approval.

I continued to read it, but after watching five in a row, I was still not satisfied.

Some noble families may not look down upon the princess, and as a wife of a noble family, she has to learn to manage people, down to the smallest detail, and is equivalent to being a housekeeper of a family.

so tired!

Although some people with military exploits sacrificed their lives and blood for the country, accidents or tomorrow could come first. As her own relatives, she was not willing to choose such a husband for her.

"It doesn't look good for now. When your brother comes back, I will ask him to recommend a few good ones." Ruan He said.

"Okay. I'll just say that my Princess Huixin must be too good and these ordinary people are not worthy of me. Then I will go back to the palace and cut diapers for my future nephew. I really don't know how to make small clothes." Mu Qing Hong raised her hands, and all ten fingers were pricked with holes.

Ruan He looked at Mu Qinghong's confident and assertive look and thought it was great. This is what a girl should look like.

After Mu Qinghong left, Ruan He took a nap for a while. After Mu Yunxiao came back, he really thought of a good person for her. The current flower hunter Gu Zhao was from a poor family, but he had a certain status in the literary circle.

If he were allowed to marry the princess, it would be enough to inspire students all over the world.

As a result, Gu Zhao's portrait was sent to Fushou Palace.

Mu Qinghong was so happy that she felt that her sister-in-law was really generous and chose a man for her who was no worse than her brother!

Mrs. Zhang was a little dissatisfied. She felt that her future son-in-law had no family background and no achievements. Even if he was a young prodigy, he could only be a minor official.

She was so angry that she only ate 30% of her usual meal for dinner.

In the end, the nun who served her comforted her, "Empress Dowager, the emperor and the empress really love our Princess Huixin. Don't look at those talented people with good family backgrounds. Water can carry a boat or capsize it. There are thousands of people in their family. If anything happens, he will be implicated. Although Tanhua Lang has no achievements now, our princess does not rely on him. The emperor is the princess’s biggest supporter.”

"But my nephew knows everything."

"My uncle is disliked by the emperor. Can the princess change the emperor's view of the Zhang family?"

Mrs. Zhang didn't say anything, but took a deep look at Nanny. Everyone in the palace was full of human spirits. What Nanny said was indeed correct, but she had made a mistake.

"Mother Xu, this bracelet matches you very well, so I will give it to you."

"Thank you, Queen Mother."

Mrs. Zhang took Gu Zhao's portrait and turned it over again. She was really handsome and her family was simple. Her sweetheart would be blessed if she married her.

The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. (End of chapter)