Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 869 Responsible
Murong Chengkang smiled like a child, and said: "You have learned to care about me, so how can you let me let go."

"Gently put it down, your identity is doomed that you will never be able to do what you like as you like, and there is no way to shirk the responsibility you bear." Mu Wanxiang blurted out these words, but after thinking about it carefully , just laughed.

She understood the truth, but she never did it.

If it could be as simple as it is said, the world would be really beautiful.

"I said more than I should have said, but you are an emperor anyway, at least you must be responsible to your own people." Mu Wanxiang walked out after she finished speaking. She walked out of the palace and took a deep breath.

Not far away, Yan Xiuyun was walking slowly in a goose-yellow palace attire, followed by a few court ladies, carrying a few exquisite food baskets in their hands.

"Wan Xiang, are you here too?" She smiled, polite but not alienating.

"Well, Sister Yan, are you here to deliver some snacks?" Mu Wanxiang looked at the basket carried by the maid behind her, and asked calmly.

"Yes, I ordered the imperial dining room to make dim sum. After a while, my sister will have some dim sum to deliver to you. Just don't dislike it." Yan Xiuyun's feelings for Mu Wanxiang are also very complicated. I will never see Mu Wanxiang again.

But I didn't expect that they would meet again in the palace.

He also heard from his confidant what happened to Xu Zhaoyi and Mu Wanxiang in the imperial study that day, and his mood became even more complicated.

The other concubines felt relieved of Mu Wanxiang, thinking that Mu Wanxiang could not pose a threat to them because Mu Wanxiang's title was Princess.

But others don't know, how could she not understand.

It is precisely because Murong Chengkang only had this one way to keep Mu Wanxiang that he made her a princess.

As for the concubine, it wasn't Murong Chengkang who didn't want it, but Mu Wanxiang who didn't want it.

"Okay, then I'll wait for my sister's snacks in the hall, I'll go back first." Mu Wanxiang replied with a smile.

Yan Xiuyun nodded, and walked outside the imperial study room with the food basket.

"Concubine Yun, you are here again to bring some snacks to the Holy Majesty." Eunuch Li greeted him outside the door with a smile and saluted.

"Eunuch Li, there is no need to be too polite, please inform the sage." She has always been very polite to Eunuch Li, and the ones most concubines in the palace are most afraid of offending are Murong Chengkang's confidantes.

"Okay, this old slave will go in and report to the Holy Majesty." Eunuch Li stepped up and went in, and came out after a while to say that Yan Xiuyun could go in.

Yan Xiuyun stepped inside carrying the food basket, and saw that Murong Chengkang was not reviewing the memorial, but was standing there looking at a painting hanging on the wall, not knowing what he was thinking of writing.

"Your Majesty, this is the emperor's favorite hibiscus cake made by my concubine. Please taste it." Yan Xiuyun opened the food basket and served the snacks on the table.

"Let's put it there first, you go out, I will eat it if I want to." Murong Chengkang glanced at the cakes on the table lightly, and then said something to drive people away.

"Yes." Yan Xiuyun's eyes darkened, she picked up the food basket and walked out.

Yuchen Palace.

Mu Wanxiang sat beside a guqin, plucking the strings lightly with ten fingers, the notes on her fingertips turned into sadness and flowed in the air, echoing with boundless loneliness.

She has been extremely talented since she was a child, and she is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she hasn't studied for a long time.

Mu Chen's talent was not as high as hers before, so she hid her proficiency in these things.

(End of this chapter)