Transmigration: Prince, Step Aside

Just as the two of them were enjoying this rare warmth, Seventh Madame walked over. "Princess, Prince …" "Please come with me."

"Jiang Zisu?"

Mu Zhihuan frowned. Why would he look for her?

"Let's go quickly. When my father is unhappy, he will be scolded again."

Looking at the attitude of the little group, Mu Zhihuan silently sighed.

It was not a good thing to be so afraid of his father.

The two of them slowly walked to the main hall and saw Jiang Zisu and Yang Qiuyu sitting at the dining table.

"According to Seventh Madame, you're looking for us?"

Hearing Mu Zhihuan's hoarse voice, Jiang Zisu frowned. "Today, the Crown Prince hunted a deer and sent some rare game to our family. Therefore, he had Seventh Madame call you here to have a taste."

Mu Zhihuan didn't expect this to be the case. She glanced at the little clump and asked for his opinion.

The little bun had been used to martial arts for a long time, so his stomach was already growling. When he saw the dishes on the table, he swallowed even more.

"Hey, deer meat, I've never eaten it before. Can I really eat it?"

The little blob opened his big round eyes and looked at Jiang Zisu with eyes full of hope.

It had been a long time since he had seen Laughing Duo's expression. Jiang Zixu pursed his lips, "Of course you can."

"Mother, shall we eat here?"

Since the little group had already said so, Mu Zhihuan naturally had nothing else to say. She could only nod in agreement with Yang Qiuyu's devouring gaze.

Just as he was about to find a table to sit down and eat, he was called over by Jiang Zisu before the little ball even sat down.

"Mu Er, come over and sit next to father."

The little group did not expect that he would be called over. After being stunned for a moment, they looked at their mother with a puzzled expression.

Then, Mu Zhihuan carefully sat down next to Jiang Zhisu under the influence of Mu Zhihuan.

"Come, have a taste, this is the deer your uncle beat up."

The little blob of meat took a bite and its eyes lit up in fear.

"Delicious!"

Seeing that he was so happy, a hint of gentleness flashed across Jiang Zisu's eyes. He gave him another piece and said, "Since it's delicious, let's eat more."

"Alright!"

Seeing the two of them interacting with each other, Mu Zhihui's heart felt a little relieved. On the other side, Yang Qiuyu's expression didn't look so good.

It was unknown if it was because Jiang Zisu had said something to her, but Yang Qiuyu was extremely honest today, she actually didn't take the initiative to provoke him.

On the other hand, Mu Zhihuan felt a trace of surprise.

In one meal, he could hear the two of them singing and chatting as they ate.

Due to a headache and the fact that her throat was not finished yet, Mu Zhihuan was very hungry. However, when she looked at the dishes on the table, she could not muster up any appetite.

The meal was boring.

After the meal, Yang Qiuyu actually took the initiative to ask Jiang Zisu to take the small group to his study.

Mu Zhihuan was stunned. Didn't this person hate her and Ran'er? To retreat while advancing?

Jiang Zisu was quite calm. "That's fine. "Ran'er is almost at the age of the High School. Do you want to go to my father's study?"

The little ball had just eaten its fill and was very excited, "Yeah …" Mother, can you come with me? "

Jiang ZiSu raised his eyes and looked at Mu Zhihuan. "Let's go together."

What was there to see in the study? Mu Zhihuan already had a headache from being blown by this wind, but the pain only increased. She rubbed her swollen temples.

"I'm not going. I'll be waiting for you in the yard outside the study. Ran Er can go."

"Then... "Fine."

Although he felt a little regretful, he was still unable to resist the temptation of going to the study room.

Looking at the pair of backs, Yang Qiuyu took a step forward and stood beside Mu Zhihuan. With a venomous voice, she said, "Your highness said that he wants to get along well with Ran Er."

As expected, she was still Yang Qiuyu. Mu Zhihuan replied with an 'Oh' that was lacking of interest. What did this have to do with her?

Yang Qiuyu's expression was gloomy. "Mu Zhihuan, I really hate you. You took over the position that should have belonged to me. The most important thing is, I hate your arrogance of not putting others in your eyes."

Mu Zhihuan curled her lips. How could she not take others seriously? She was just too lazy to argue with her.

"But, I truly like you, your highness. Your highness only has a son like Jiang Qing Ran, so don't worry, I won't do anything to Jiang Qing Ran. I will only target you."

Mu Zhihuan only faintly listened. Even now, she still wanted to believe that Yang Qiuyu had truly become an idiot.

Seeing that Mu Zhihuan did not say anything, Yang Qiuyu glared at her fiercely. "Back then, you even hid away such an important case in the General's Estate. I really don't know if you're lucky or unlucky."

Mu Zhihuan furrowed her brows. Recently, she seemed to have heard about this often.

It seemed like she really needed to investigate why the General's Estate had been annihilated.

When she wanted to ask Yang Qiuyu again, she found that she had disappeared.

Walking unsteadily to the study room, Mu Zhihuan caught sight of Jiang Zixu, who was standing within the door, holding the pen.

Just looking at this scene, it was still very harmonious. Mu Zhihuan had not expected that this little fellow would actually be willing to get close to Jiang Zisu.

Mu Zhihuan pinched the space between her eyebrows and sat on the stone bench outside. As she watched the warm scene inside the house, she gradually felt her emotions calming down.

While she was lost in thought, Mu Zhihuan suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance.

Before she could come back to her senses, the person had already been abducted.

"What are you doing!"

As soon as Mu Zhihuan stood, she pushed Gu Mingxuan away. "If I remember correctly, this is Prince Li's Mansion. Won't it be rude for you, your highness, to do this?"

Mu Zhihuan had thought that Gu Mingxuan would explain himself, but she never expected that that familiar smell would suddenly enter her nose, followed by a tightening of her shoulders, and then a pair of large hands tightly wrapped around her.

Mu Zhihuan's shoulders ached. She moved, wanting Gu Mingxuan to loosen up a bit. "What are you doing?"

"Don't move, I just want to make sure that you are fine."

Gu Mingxuan's voice was very low. It was no longer as cold as it usually was, and it sounded somewhat anxious.

This man was actually anxious?

Gu Mingxuan's hair was lifted by the night breeze, tickling Mu Zhihuan's face.

Only now did Mu Zhihuan realize that Gu Mingxuan's entire body was frighteningly hot, and his rapid breathing was obviously abnormal.

After forcefully pushing Gu Mingxuan away, Mu Zhihuan used the weak light of the candle to see Gu Mingxuan's pale face.

Reaching out his hand to feel it, he found that indeed, the surface of his forehead was burning hot. "If you're sick, you should take good care of yourself. I don't have the soft and gentle beauty of a princess here."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Zhihuan stared at Gu Mingxuan in annoyance, "What the hell are you doing here?"

Feeling Mu Zhihuan's displeasure, Gu Mingxuan's eyes flashed with a golden light, looking somewhat depressed. "I was just worried about you. It's good to see that you're fine."