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

Chapter 382
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Every time Feng Miao knelt down for a day, the withered state recovered a little bit, which made Feng Miao feel bad at all, and kept kneeling for half a full month before the withered state recovered completely, just like before.

It also thought that the scourge of heaven was over.

"Thank God! Thank God!" Feng Miao was extremely grateful and finally did not have to kneel.But he couldn't stand up at all, his legs were as if they were not his own, and he was completely unconscious.

Feng Miao was carried back to Qinglong Hall.

Everyone didn't dare to talk about what Feng Miao had done that was unacceptable, but behind the scenes, many people were talking about it.

Of course Feng Miao knew, and it was useless to argue because of the punishment of heaven, so he could only pretend that he didn't know.

After making Feng Miao kneel for half a month, Mu Sheng had avenged Feng Jun's late kneeling for seven days and seven nights, so he felt extremely at ease.After measuring this person, he will not dare to do bad things again.Otherwise, she really doesn't mind using the name of 'Heaven' to completely clean up this person.

Feng Junchi's legs have been recovering for a few days, but because of many things, he was unable to see Mu Sheng, and finally got free on the second day after Feng Miao's sacrifice to heaven, so he left the palace and came to the General's Mansion.

The wedding date between him and Mu Sheng was getting closer and closer, and the Ministry of Rites began to enter and leave the General's Mansion more and more frequently every day. The people in the Ministry of Rites saw him and hurriedly saluted him.

Mu Sheng is obediently practicing walking.

The Ministry of Etiquette has already calculated how many steps Mu Sheng should walk out of the General's Mansion on the day of the wedding to be dignified and maintain the demeanor of a princess.

Mu Sheng had practiced before, but at that time she didn't want to marry Feng Jun late, it seemed that she had practiced, but in fact it was perfunctory.

But now it's different, Mu Sheng's walking is hard to find fault with.

Feng Junchi frowned and walked over, "Don't practice, didn't you agree before, don't practice this."

Mu Sheng laughed and said, "It's different now, it's only once in a lifetime."

Seeing that she really didn't reject her, and was quite happy to marry him, that's why Feng Junchi naturally let her go.

Mu Sheng practiced again in front of him, seeing no more, no less, the steps required by the Ministry of Rituals, every step was just right, so she stopped practicing, hugged one arm of him, raised her face, Xiao Yingying pulled him into the house: "Go, I have something for you."

"What?" The corners of Feng Junchi's mouth curled up unconsciously.

He could feel that she treated him better and cared more and more day by day.

It means liking him more and more.

How could he not be happy in his heart.

"You'll know when you see it." Mu Sheng stepped forward happily, brought him to the room where she put the presents, and pushed open the door.

Feng Junchi saw all kinds of famous tea leaves piled up in the room and on the table.All in small packets.

"Don't you like drinking tea? Here, I'll see you off." Mu Sheng patted the tea on the table. "Some teas can't be bought in large quantities. There is only such a small bag. I'll ask someone to make it for you later."

Feng Junchi smiled and said: "I am a prince, and I am still short of tea?"

That being said, people are very happy.

Of course, he also thought about it a little bit. It seems that his sweetheart really doesn't know about serving and receiving tea among the people, but only knows that he likes to drink tea.He was thinking too much.

One hand wrapped around her waist, and the other hand picked up the tea leaves on the table, "Don't worry about it next time." This time, he has already benefited a lot.

"That's no good, I'm not short of money now." Mu Sheng disagreed, with a look on his face, an expression that I'm happy to spoil my man.

(End of this chapter)