Transmigration: Prince, Step Aside

Gu Mingxuan raised his eyelids and said with an indifferent expression, "Miss Zhihuan, I accept your good intentions, but I don't lack people here."

Knowing that he would say that, Mu Zhihuan rolled her eyes in her heart:

"How does this man, Mo Yi, know how to take care of people? Look at your clothes, they haven't changed in days, right?" I can smell the medicine. "

After speaking, she pulled Qing He over. "This Qing He is quite quick-witted. She is also very intelligent. You should keep her. You can give her back to me when you recover from your illness."

Gu Mingxuan pursed his lips as if she was offering a treasure, and a dazzling light blossomed on his exceptional face:

"Is Miss Zhihuan worried about me?"

Mu Zhihuan shook her head in front of the beauty, then she nodded like a chick pecking rice:

"You were injured because of Ran'er. If you continued to be ill, my conscience would not be at ease."

Since she had already said so, Gu Mingxuan's refusal seemed unreasonable. He nodded and said, "Then, let's stay."

Seeing that he had finally agreed, Mu Zhihuan chuckled as her eyes turned.

"Actually, this Qing He, I would like to invite you to come in your name from the prince before returning it to me in private …"

"Why don't you just take it?"

It was fine to not talk about Jiang Zi and Su, but once she said that, Mu Zhihuan immediately thought about how he had tried to cover for Yang Qiuyu.

Mu Zhihuan curled her lips in displeasure, snorted and said:

"Your Highness should have long heard that I don't have a good relationship with the prince. Do you think that I can get someone from his hands?"

The entire capital knew that Prince Li hated his wangfei, but in the end, he doted on his concubine.

"How would Miss Zhihuan like to thank me this time?" Is the Sugar Man a little too stingy? "

Seeing how she was grinding her teeth in anger, Gu Mingxuan found it funny. He raised his eyebrows, agreeing to this matter.

"Since that's the case, when you're fully recovered, how about I personally cook a table of good dishes for you?"

As soon as she said this, not only did Gu Mingxuan narrow his eyes, but even Qing He was surprised.

Seeing the duo's distrustful expressions, the little group came out to rescue them without waiting for Mu Zhihuan to speak.

"The food mother cooks is very delicious! The taste is the most delicious one that Ran'er has ever tasted! "

Mu Zhihuan was so touched that she was on the verge of tears.

"Then how about mother making you some oily noodles in a few days' time?"

The little blob's eyes were almost shining as he nodded with all his might. "I love to eat mother's oily noodles the most!"

In a split-second, happiness exploded within her. Mu Zhihuan hugged Jiang Qing Ran's little face and giggled. She was laughing so hard that her eyes had narrowed.

Gu Mingxuan saw the interaction between the two, a gentle light flashed across his eyes. "Then let's make an agreement. When the time comes, can you let Ran'er come and eat together?"

"Yes!"

Under the influence of the small ball, the atmosphere became warm once more.

It wasn't clear if it was because Gu Mingxuan was too good-looking, but after a while, the little blob got to know him and stuck close to him.

Even when Mu Zhihuan had called out to him before he left, he had reluctantly gone back to meet with Gu Mingxuan and promised to bring a gift for him the next time they met.

Looking at the two of them, whose feelings had improved by leaps and bounds, Mu Zhihuan furrowed her brows.

Why did she feel like someone had snatched away her treasure?

Before she left, Mu Zhihuan gave Qing He some instructions for him to stay here peacefully. She would come to pick her up in two days.

Then, under the grieving gaze of Mo Yi, Mu Zhihuan left Gu Mingxuan's residence.

However, after walking far away, Mu Zhihuan still had not come to her senses.

Why did that Mo Yi have such a hateful expression on his face?

Could it be … Was he not satisfied that he had sent a woman to Gu Mingxuan?

Wow, could this be the fabled legend? A love affair, truly. Broken sleeve?

The little bun stuck out his chubby hand and poked Mu Zhihuan's cheek. "Mother …" "Your smile is so disgusting."

"Cough, cough …" Come, come, mother will bring you to buy candy for you! "

Embarrassed, Mu Zhihuan wiped the saliva off her lips and happily strolled down the street with Jiang Qinggran in tow.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the mansion, he met the dark faced Jiang Zisu.

"You're quite attentive."

Mu Zhihuan could not be bothered with him and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zixu suddenly tugged at his wrist. "Tomorrow is the Day of Begging. The emperor ordered me to host this year's Beijing Day of Begging."

She gave a faint 'oh'. What did this have to do with her?

"You come with me! "Take Ran Er with you."

Jiang Zisu was about to die of anger from her attitude! Didn't this woman like him?

Why did he take the initiative to look for her, yet she seemed to lack interest?

"I …"

Just as she was about to say something, she felt someone tug on her arm.

Then, he heard a soft voice call out to him. "Mother."

Ah, the child.

I owe him in my previous life.

In the end, under the pleading gaze of the little group, Mu Zhihuan surrendered. "I understand, we will go."

Jiang Zhisu looked at her with a serious expression. His request was not even worth a single glance from Jiang Qing. This made his face darken again.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back and rest."

Mu Zhihuan was not in the mood to care about Jiang Zisu's mood, so she turned and left.

The little bun knew that all the delicious food these days had been sent by Jiang Zisu, so he felt much better about him.

Before he left, he even turned around and waved to Jiang Zisu.

Looking at his chubby little hands, it was as if someone had stuffed cotton in Jiang Zisu's heart. His anger towards Mu Zhihuan had also disappeared by quite a bit.

As expected of the ancient women's day, the women of the Beggar Festival all dressed up and came out to compete and play with their 'Beggar's Day'.

A few days ago, Jiang Zisu ordered someone to create a stage for him to use the name of the emperor to host a 'begging meet.'

In order to please her, she even set up an award, the most coincidentally, for which she received the emperor's personal plaque.

This could be said to be the highest honor to an ordinary family. Therefore, many people came to the scene and were very lively. The little group of people watched on happily.

"Yo ~ Sis, I really don't know, you're actually interested in embroidery."

Yang Qiuyu glared at Mu Zhihuan with a fake smile, her face full of hostility.

"I am the daughter of a mere General's estate. How can I possibly know something like this?"

It's just a show I came here to watch. As for my younger sister, she is from the Jia family, which is a silk merchant from Jiang-Nan city.

"Of course! "Since I was a child, I have learned how to be a girl, and Ceng Xiu's brocade handkerchief has also been praised by the Queen."

Looking at Yang Qiuyu's arrogant appearance, Mu Zhihuan was happy. She just wanted to hear what Yang Qiuyu had said.

"In that case, it's enough for me to have a little sister here to assist the prince. I can't wait to sit for a long time, so I'll take him to another place first."

With that said, Mu Zhihuan carried the small ball and disappeared into the crowd, leaving behind a stunned Yang Qiuyu.

"Mother …" I'm not impatient ~ "