Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 907 The Covenant
Yan Xiuyun picked up a slight smile, rubbed the leaves in her hands and threw them on the ground.

No matter what she Yan Xiuyun does now, it is to climb to the highest position.

Whoever blocks her, she deals with, no matter what relationship that person has with her.

After sitting in that coveted position, no one dared to look down on her anymore.

Mu Wanxiang went back to her bedroom, with a layer of sweat on her forehead.

She didn't expect Yan Xiuyun to become like this. First, she imitated her every move and walked to the position of imperial concubine, and now she came to question her.

If she said that her child belonged to Murong Chengkang, would Yan Xiuyun decide to attack her?
Mu Wanxiang doesn't understand, really doesn't understand, the peak of power really makes a person like this?

The previous sisterhood seems to have become ironic, even the most basic trust is not given to her, so what kind of sisterhood is it?

Mu Wanxiang smiled and felt relieved, she was only glad that she didn't take Yan Xiuyun too seriously.

If you take a person too seriously, you will eventually get hurt.

A few days later, news came from North Korea and China.

Murong Chengkang married Princess Anle to the young prime minister of the current dynasty, and that prime minister was none other than Lin Jingyuan who came from a poor family.

Not long after Lin Jingyuan was promoted, he became the imperial son-in-law again.

Although the princess is not really a golden branch and jade leaf, many people can see how much Murong Chengkang attaches importance to this princess.

After Mu Wanxiang learned that Murong Chengkang had chosen her, she was a little surprised.

She did not expect that Murong Chengkang would choose Lin Jingyuan for her, and her impression of Lin Jingyuan was limited to that of a gentleman.

Knowing that Lin Jingyuan readily accepted the marriage offer, Mu Wanxiang felt a little uneasy in her heart.

She always felt that Lin Jingyuan was not a simple person, and she had never figured out Lin Jingyuan's temperament.

It looks like it's time to talk to Lin Jingyuan.

Outside the palace, Kyoto.

Sitting in the private room of the restaurant, Mu Wanxiang looked through the window at the bustling market below, feeling more and more lonely in life.

"Duddu——" There was a knock on the door, Mu Wanxiang looked at the black shadows on the door and window, opened her lips lightly and said, "Come in."

Lin Jingyuan pushed the door open and entered, and saw Mu Wanxiang holding a teacup peacefully, with a rather elegant mood.

He walked over with small steps, blessed his body, saluted Mu Wanxiang, and said: "I have seen the princess."

"You don't need to be too polite, please sit down." Mu Wanxiang pointed to the pear wood chair on the side and asked him to sit down.

Lin Jingyuan didn't refuse, sat on the chair and looked at Mu Wanxiang, but there was something Mu Wanxiang couldn't understand in his eyes.

"Lin Xiang, I should call you that now, right?" Mu Wanxiang asked leisurely, taking a sip of tea.

"You can call her whatever you like." Lin Jingyuan had a slight smile in his eyes, but he just looked at Mu Wanxiang and didn't speak.

Mu Wanxiang turned her head to look at the market below, and whispered softly: "Why did you agree to marry me? Did Murong Chengkang have some agreement with you?"

Mu Wanxiang didn't ask Murong Chengkang what he said to Lin Jingyuan because Murong Chengkang had already done this for her, and she didn't want to ask.

"Why doesn't the princess ask the emperor? I don't dare to say too much, but I will take good care of the princess for the rest of my life, and live up to the entrustment of the Holy Majesty." Lin Jingyuan's every word has a sense of responsibility. The mission, for the mission given to him by Murong Chengkang.

(End of this chapter)