The whole family of villains criticized her wildly, but the princess treated her with medical treatm

As the prince regent, he has been extremely intelligent since he was a child and has a photographic memory. He has read at least [-] books of poems and songs. If there really was such a "Senior Han", he shouldn't have remained unknown until now.

Yunhuang Kingdom's officialdom is basically based on aristocratic families. 90.00% of the officials are descendants of aristocratic families. There are no promotion channels for civilians and servants. A very small number of civilians with literary talents will have the courage to stop the carriages of nobles from aristocratic families and "offer them" on the street. "Poetry" and "Book Presentation", if you are favored, you can be successfully accepted as a disciple by the aristocratic family, be recommended, and enter the officialdom of Yunhuang.

Of course, only a handful of people succeed in presenting poems, and most of them will be beaten to death and maimed in the street.

Mu Tingxue smiled and said, "It's time for breakfast."

Change the subject.

The maid brought new clothes suitable for Mu Wuya. They were made of soft Jiangjiang cotton and were slightly larger in size. They fit just right on the body and would not rub against the wound on his back due to being too tight and tight.

Mu Tingxue held a dumpling in one hand and went to the dining hall.

Breakfast is not a sumptuous meal, just ordinary millet and pumpkin porridge, four steaming bamboo baskets, a basket of red bean paste buns, a basket of meat buns, a basket of lotus leaf rice targets, a basket of steamed dumplings, and Two plates of salty pickles were served, and perilla soup was served in a Longquan kiln double fish ear porcelain cup.

As long as Mu Tingxue was around, Zebao was not picky about food and drank the perilla soup that nourished his stomach.

Mu Wuya was a little afraid to move his chopsticks, but he couldn't help but swallow secretly.

He had never sat at the master's table, and had always eaten cold, hard black steamed buns. In the past, he could only look at such big, white buns from a distance.

Seeing this, Mu Tingxue gave the two treasures a big bun each.

"Eat, just treat this place as your home."

Finally, he said to the very reserved Mu Wuya, "Since I asked you over from the second room, you can follow me and be my child."

How to skip a man and directly have a beautiful and cute baby?

Mu Tingxue felt that she was so lucky!

Mu Wuya held the big meat bun and took a big bite. His eyes turned red and tears flashed down his face: "It's so hot..."

He sniffed.

It was so hot that tears came out.

"Miss, someone is coming from Prince Qinling's palace."

When the meal was almost finished, a petite and exquisite girl in green clothes came over and reported respectfully.

Mu Tingxue put down her chopsticks: "Who?"

"This is Mr. Jing. He is bringing the carriage used by the princess. In front are eight soldiers escorting the carriage, and there are eight followers behind. The appearance is very grand. He said he wants to welcome you back."

The original owner had three maids, one named Yuanyang, who was very smart; one named Qingniao, who was good at growing flowers; and one named Queque.

They have all served their original owners since they were young, and they have had a master-servant relationship for decades.

The original owner married into the Prince of Qinling's palace as a concubine, and three personal maids accompanied him in marriage. However, the old Princess of Qinling, the mother-in-law of the original owner, was looking for trouble. She said that the maids in the merchant's family were lowly and did not understand the rules of the palace. She first beat them to death for trivial matters. Then he randomly found a wrong place and sold the mandarin duck and blue bird to the sweet alley of Huajie Street. So far, the original owner was completely isolated and helpless in his husband's family.

It’s also a shame that the original owner has money.

After spending a lot of money, he secretly redeemed the mandarin duck and the blue bird and sent them back to their parents' home so that they could have something to eat.

The girl in green clothes who came to report in front of me is Qingniao.

She carries the fragrance of flowers and plants, and her face is as delicate as an orchid in an empty valley.Blue Bird is usually very silent, either gardening or weeding. Only when talking to its master, its lifeless eyes will shine.

"Jingyang?"

Mu Tingxue thought for a while and found the corresponding person from the memory of the original owner - the young and successful Jinwu Guards Lieutenant General. He was quite handsome, with dark skin, a body full of tendons, and strong martial arts. He was a very reliable and honest person. subordinate.

Xie Yi valued Jingyang very much, not only because Jingyang blocked the knife for him, but also because this son had the talent to lead an army.

"Yes."

Qingniao nodded, "Master Jing also speaks kindly to us slaves. He is not at all intimidating like other military masters."

"Is he in the banquet room?"

"No, Mr. Jing didn't come in. He was waiting for you, Miss, at the door. Seeing that the disaster relief point at the entrance of Mu Mansion was overwhelmed, he took the initiative to help distribute food to the victims and maintain order."

Mu Tingxue thought deeper.

This man is a confidant sent by Xie Yi, and his words and deeds represent Xie Yi.This is probably done to establish a positive image for Xie Yi, which is the so-called personality setting.

"Yun didn't know how many people were gossiping about the eldest lady before, about falling out of favor or being relegated to the palace, but this time I won't stop their mouths! The prince has taken the initiative to sue for peace, and will take you back to continue being the princess. That concubine Li Huan'er Nothing more than that.”

Qingniao looked angry and disdainful of the fourth lady of Shangshu Zuopushe's family.

Seeing that my master is favored and valued by the prince, I feel a strong sigh of relief in my heart, which is quite refreshing!

"Master, I will give you a beautiful bun right now, and then go back and slap Li Huan'er's face beautifully..."

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

Mu Tingxue raised her hand to stop her: "No need."

Qingniao was stunned: "Huh?"

It was like a bucket of cold water was poured on me, and my enthusiasm was extinguished.

No way, the master wants to give up such a good opportunity?

"Over there in Jingyang, if you go and refuse, just say that I am ill and the Mu family's feng shui supports people, so it is inconvenient for me to travel far."

The blue bird was silent for a moment, then nodded and left.

When he arrived at the gate of Mu Mansion, he repeated the master's words to Lord Jing exactly.

Jingyang couldn't hide his disappointment and clasped his fists respectfully: "Since the princess is injured and in poor health, let's rest and recuperate first. I will visit you again in the future to welcome the princess back to the palace."

He is a fourth-grade lieutenant general, and he certainly cannot use force against the princess.

Breaking into Mu's mansion and arresting people is something only bandits would do.

What's more, Jingyang admired Mu Tingxue's character and admired her righteous deeds of distributing money to provide disaster relief.

*. *. *

Qinling Palace.

"What? She refuses to go back? Is she staying with her parents?"

Xie Yi's face turned dark with anger, and he said in disbelief, "I have already passed you the steps, but she is so ignorant and still wants to take Qiao with me!"

What is this wave called.

Losing face!

He was a prince and an orthodox member of the royal family, so he sent his confidants to pick him up. He was given enough face and pomp and circumstance, but the other party gave him a cold slap in the face.

"Your Highness, you can't say that."

Jingyang tried to excuse Mu Tingxue and said a lot of good things, "The princess is not pretending to be ill. Have you forgotten? She cut her wrists and committed suicide a few days ago, bleeding all over the bed and soaking the bedding. Then But it was a fatal injury! Ordinary people would be bedridden for at least a year after encountering this kind of disaster, but in order to provide relief to the disaster, the empress was still sick in the ice and snow, distributing food to the victims, and her condition may have worsened."

Xie Yi was still angry and snorted coldly: "She didn't do it herself? I am so noble, Tianhuang, so noble. What's wrong with marrying a concubine? What man doesn't have three wives and four concubines? She is seeking death for her troubles. Mr. Xie The bloodline of the royal family still needs to be passed down by this king."