Transmigration: Prince, Step Aside

Listening to the Queen's words, mu Zhihuan couldn't believe it: "no... before I left, didn't mammy bring it very well?"

"You said you were so careless. How did Ran'er get raised by you?"

The queen said, and also pointed mu Zhihuan's head with her hand.

Mu Zhihuan blinked awkwardly: "it was thanks to the help of Qi Niang that she brought it so well."

In fact, I didn't bring the child's memory at all, so... I don't know exactly how the child should bring it.

"Well, thank you."

The queen patted her hand: "we don't need to be so polite."

Mu Zhi felt warm in her heart: "in short, I still want to thank you, empress, for helping me since I entered the palace."

Maybe it's because they haven't come back for a long time. As soon as mu Zhihuan and the queen talked, they didn't finish. They talked until Gu Mingxuan came to pick up mu Zhihuan.

"Why don't you have lunch in my palace today and go back later."

Originally, mu Zhihuan wanted to promise, but Gu Mingxuan reminded her, "Wu Miao is still waiting for you."

Mu Zhihuan said goodbye to the empress and came out of the palace. They went straight to Wu Miao's house.

After seeing the magnificent house in front of her, mu Zhihuan boasted. It seems that Shen Zhiqiu is still very attentive to Wu Miao. The house has lost the simple spectrum before he went to Dawei. From the two huge stone lions at the door, we can see Shen Zhiqiu's love for Wu Miao and don't want her to be worse than others.

Originally, she wanted to wait for the servants to go in and report, but mu Zhihuan didn't expect that Wu Miao came out with Shen Zhiqiu's help as soon as she came to the gate.

When mu Zhihuan saw Wu Miao's state clearly, she covered her mouth in surprise: "you... You didn't say this in your letter to me!"

Wu Miao chuckled: "don't you want to surprise you?"

Mu Zhi Huan glared at her angrily, but she was very careful to touch Wu Miao's stomach.

"You're a little more surprised. You've really scared me for months?"

Wu Miao looked at mu Zhihuan's nervous look and narrowed his eyes: "it's been five months. If you don't come back, I'm afraid you won't see the moment the child was born. You are too irresponsible."

Mu Zhihuan stared: "can I be the godmother of this child?"

Wu Miao raised his eyebrows and said, "why not? You are my benefactor and naturally the child's benefactor."

"The benefactor is too heavy. Don't be so serious. We are friends."

Then mu Zhihuan pulled Gu Mingxuan over: "Mingxuan, if Wu Miao is going to have a daughter in the next life, we'll let Mu Huan get engaged to her."

As soon as Gu Mingxuan wanted to make an agreement, Wu Miao refused: "no! Muhuan's son is the eldest son and will be the candidate for the crown prince in the future. Zhiqiu and I are just civilians. Where can our daughter deserve muhuan's son?"

Mu Zhihuan thought she was going to say something. Unexpectedly, it was this kind of thing. She glanced her lips: "you did it on purpose? I know Mingxuan and I don't care about these, and you see you look so good. Zhiqiu is also a beautiful man. In the future, your daughter must look tight. If you really get married, it's not our boy's money."

Listening to Mu Zhihuan's nonsense, Wu Miao helplessly glanced at mu Zhihuan: "nonsense, Mu Huan can see that he is a handsome childe when he is so young. He must be a graceful gentleman when he grows up. He may attract many women to fall for him."

Although Wu Miao knows that this is an obvious flattery, mu Zhihuan is still sweet in her heart. Who doesn't want others to praise her son for being good-looking.

"Well, don't stand here. Let's go in and talk. The food is ready."

With that, Wu Miao took mu Zhihuan inside.

Mu Zhihuan looked at the decoration inside the house. It looked simple, but it was like working hard. She was gratified.

"It seems that someone had a good time during my absence."

Wu Miao knew she was making fun of herself and didn't say much. She took her directly to her yard.

When she saw the small yard with flowing water and peach blossom forehead, mu Zhihuan was really a little sour.

Isn't this the antique courtyard I saw last on TV? The peach blossoms and trickling water make people feel like Wu Miao, quiet but very comfortable.

"Is this your own yard?"

Wu Miao nodded: "well, I added something on the basis of my yard that I couldn't add before."

Mu Zhihuan looked at Shen Zhiqiu, who had been quietly with Wu Miao, and narrowed her eyes: "really?"

Wu Miao smiled at her: "well, let's go. You've been in the palace all day. You should be hungry, too."

The dishes on the table are very light, but they can't be said to be in line with Mu Zhi Huan's taste.

After a meal, mu Zhihuan wanted to ask who the cook in the house was. She simply wanted to take the man away.

It's not that the cook in the prince's house is not good, but their taste is always a little different from their own taste, but mu Zhihuan thinks every dish made by the cook is quite delicious.

Hearing mu Zhihuan's praise of the cook, Wu Miao pursed his lips slightly: "I'm afraid you can only take me back."

Mu Zhihuan didn't react at first. Later, she suddenly understood the meaning of Wu Miao's words. She was slightly stunned: "you mean you made all these dishes? With such a big stomach?"

Wu Miao nodded slightly: "after all, it's boring to stay in the house all the time. Of course, I'm only responsible for doing it. Other preparations are done by the cook at home."

This is really the first time mu Zhihuan ate the food made by Wu Miao. Unexpectedly, her craft is so good: "then I will often come to you for dinner in the future. Your cooking is so delicious!"

Looking at her exaggerated appearance, Wu Miao was helpless and funny: "well, you can come whenever you want."

Mu Zhihuan narrowed her eyes and smiled. From then on, she really took Gu muhuan to Wu Miao every few days to eat until Wu Miao's children grew up, and then smoothly let Gu muhuan's stomach be firmly grasped by Wu Miao's children. That's what will happen later.

Those who had enough to eat and drink at Wu Miao's side didn't go back until the evening.

Of course, it's inevitable to interact with Gu muhuan as soon as you get home.

The little guy seemed very dissatisfied that mu Zhihuan had left himself for so long. No matter how funny mu Zhihuan was, he just didn't hold her.

Unexpectedly, when he came home, he was threatened by his son. Mu Zhihuan leaned on Gu Mingxuan's arms a little wronged: "let's have another one, don't want this."