Transmigration: Prince, Step Aside

This cry was much better than his own.

Mu Zhihuan glanced at the two of them out of the corner of her eye as Jiang Qing Ran cried.

The first one to react was Jiang Zisu, he pulled aside the clothes on Yang Qiuyu's body.

Mu Zhihuan could not help but boast. It seemed like this man had some conscience after all. At the very least, he knew how to wrap up his woman.

When Mu Zhihuan clearly received the man's cold and furious gaze, she stared innocently with her large eyes, while she even faked her panic:

"Wang... Prince … And sister Yang … "You all …"

Ah!

As if finally seeing clearly what the two of them were doing, Mu Zhihuan exclaimed and hurriedly covered up Jiang Qingran's eyes. With a face full of shame and indignation, she turned around and said:

"I... "I didn't know that the prince was' busy '. I am truly sorry, I have offended you."

After saying that, Mu Zhihuan did not have any intention of leaving. Instead, she stood still on the spot and started coaxing Jiang Qing.

"Alright, alright, don't cry anymore. Mother isn't angry with you either."

Mu Zhihuan couldn't help but praise him in her heart when she saw his pitiful appearance.

"Wuwuwu …"

Jiang Qing Ran cried sorrowfully. She did not say a complete sentence as Mu Zhihuan patiently advised him. Moreover, she firmly held onto the mountain pavilion's only way out.

Yang Qiuyu was already wrapped up in clothes. She really wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, but she saw Mu Zhihuan standing there steadily on the only path out.

Even though she was used to being arrogant and despotic, when a girl encountered such a situation, she was still thrown into disarray.

Seeing that Yang Qiuyu was so embarrassed that she was about to cry, Jiang Zisu's expression turned serious. "Mu Zhihuan, what exactly do you want to do?!"

That's what I was waiting for!

"Your Highness, what are you saying? Can it be that I am the one who told you to do such a shameful thing in the wilderness?"

Mu Zhihuan righteously retorted as she walked back. Then, she innocently turned around and sized up Madame Yang from head to toe. "My little sister's figure is truly marvelous."

"Mu Zhihuan!" Jiang Zisu could no longer hold himself back as he roared in anger.

Mu Zhihuan subconsciously hugged Jiang Qinggran tightly and pulled him back a step.

"Ran Er is crying. It's not like I can't buy anything to make him happy, so I just carried him everywhere. I didn't know that the prince and little sister Yang were here …"

Mu Zhihuan maintained a relatively safe distance and deliberately paused for a moment. With a meaningful smile, she said, "I didn't mean to disturb you when you're 'happy' here."

It was better if she didn't say anything. Once she said it, Yang Qiuyu's face instantly turned as red as a ripe tomato, her beautiful eyes filled with mist.

Jiang Zi Su Li stared coldly at Mu Zhihuan. A faint smile hung on his delicate and pretty face, unlike his usual bitterness.

There was an unbridled and unrestrained look in her eyes that could only be seen by those rogues, which gave Mu Zhihuan a sense of pride.

If such an expression was placed on any other person's body, it would give off a wretched feeling.

However, in the eyes of Mu Zhihuan, there was only pure ridicule.

Seeing Mu Zhihuan tightly hugging onto Jiang Qinggran, whose tears couldn't stop flowing, Jiang ZiSu's eyes slightly wavered. He then directly grabbed the main point:

"I'm allowing you to leave the manor. Scram!"

"Thank you so much, Your Highness, but how do the guards know you let me out?"

Mu Zhi's face was filled with a pure smile. Jiang Zisu's expression couldn't help but darken a bit. This damnable woman, when did she become such a schemer?

If it was in the past, Jiang Zisu would definitely step forward and flip her over on the ground.

This kind of woman was not worth him looking at her in the slightest. But today, with Mu Zhihuan's crafty and bright appearance, as well as Jiang Qing Ran in her arms, she had made it difficult for Jiang Zisu to do anything.

In the past, when he used to be cautious when looking at him, a pair of spirited eyes would completely replace it.

That pair of eyes under her curled eyelashes were like feathers as they gently brushed past each other, causing Jiang Zisu to truly look at this woman in surprise for the first time.

Feeling Yang Qiuyu's trembling in his arms, Jiang Zisu regained his senses.

He casually threw her a jade pendant, his cold eyes were filled with anger, how could he be absent-minded because of this malicious woman in front of him?

"This is something This King carries on his person. Anyone who knows This King well would know that it is mine. You will definitely be able to enter and exit freely with this in hand."

"Thank you for your gift, Your Highness!" Mu Zhihuan tightened her hold on the jade pendant and wiped away the tears in Jiang Qinggran's eyes. "Darling, stop crying. Mom will take you out to the streets to buy candies, okay?"

Glancing at Jiang Zi Su's increasingly ugly expression from the corner of her eyes, Mu Zhihuan wiped the oil off her feet and left the place as fast as she could without losing her composure.

As soon as she left the garden, Jiang Qing Ran immediately stopped crying. She excitedly and curiously asked Mu Zhihuan, "Mother, how was my performance?"

Pinching her red nose, Mu Zhihuan was in a great mood. "Of course, it's excellent. Our Mother is the best."

Mother's four eyes looked at each other with a happy smile, completely unaware that there was a pair of ice-cold eyes staring at the two of them from behind.