I'm so sweet after being forced to marry a sick and weak prince

Chapter 31 The Prince Is Here
However, she can be sure of one thing, that is, the calligraphy and painting pointed to in the family letter is definitely not the calligraphy and painting that Feng Jun Chi made in the past three years.

General Mu can't predict the future, since he left this clue, it must have been done by Feng Junchi before.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Mu Sheng hurriedly tore up the four black and white letters on the table, and threw them into the brazier.It was black and immediately merged with the ashes in the brazier.

Hongzhu walked in with a smile.

He was holding a lot of clothes in his hand.

"Miss, Xiuge has rushed to deliver the clothes, please take a look, do you like it?"

"So fast?" She only asked her to make some clothes this morning, and the clothes she was wearing now made it too inconvenient to go out, let alone ride a horse.

Hongzhu smiled and said, "The more money you give, the faster it will be."

Mu Sheng nodded, smiled and flipped through the clothes in her hands.There are also a lot of skirts, but they are not as cumbersome as the ones she is wearing at the moment, and they are all convenient for travel and use of force.

"Well," Mu Sheng was very satisfied, "Let them follow this pattern in the future."

These dresses are nothing for ordinary girls to wear, but Mu Sheng is the eldest lady of the General's Mansion, wearing these, she somewhat loses her status and is not dignified enough.

But now the Mu Sheng is the largest in the General's Mansion, so Mu Sheng can wear whatever he wants?
Hong Zhu didn't think too much about it, she just listened to her master, what her master said was what she said, and now that Mu Sheng is her master, so she naturally responded quickly.

I really don't like the long skirt on my body, and accidentally stepped on it. Now that new clothes have arrived, Mu Sheng changed into a lake blue one.

His mental outlook changed immediately, and he immediately became heroic.

It is not comparable to those cumbersome long skirts.

Hongzhu's eyes are bright, she actually thinks that the eldest lady of her family is more beautiful like this, and she is more like the eldest daughter of the general's mansion. Anyone who looks at her looks like a daughter of the general's family.

"Miss!" A young man ran over. "Two people came here. They said they were old friends of the general. They wanted to see the eldest lady. The housekeeper asked me to show you."

Hearing this, Mu Sheng immediately remembered yesterday, at the gate of the General's Mansion, Nanyuan said that Feng Junchi was an old friend of General Mu, and came to see her and Mu Zhang.

At that time, she said: "I'm sorry, I'm busy now, and I don't have time to entertain you. If you don't mind, come back another day. If you mind, just take it as if you've already seen me and my brother."

So, today is another day?

Mu Sheng smiled, thinking that this old man must be Feng Junchi, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

However, just as she found out that the answer to the family letter was his calligraphy and painting, he unexpectedly came.

He glanced at the brazier.

"Clean this up." After finishing speaking, Mu Sheng went to the front to meet people.

"Yes." Hong Zhu hurriedly tidied up.

Mu Sheng thought that people should be in the front hall, but she didn't want to. As soon as she walked to the front yard, she saw Feng Junchi in a navy blue dress, standing with his hands behind his back, under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

He raised his head slightly, his eyes were cold and deep, and he didn't know what to look at.

It may be that the navy blue color is too dark, and his handsome face is as pale as paper.

It was Nan Yuan who followed him with a knife.

"Big—" Seeing her coming, Wei Bo rushed up to meet her.

Mu Sheng raised his hand.

Wei Bo understood and withdrew.

For a while, only she, Feng Junchi, and Nanyuan were left in the front yard.

"Miss." Nan Yuan cupped his fists.

Mu Sheng smiled and nodded at Nan Yuan, before walking slowly to Feng Junchi's side, he could still smell the herbal medicine: "If Your Highness likes it, you can move this sweet-scented osmanthus tree to the East Palace."

(End of this chapter)