“Mu’shi?” Empress Dowager muttered in a whisper. A displeasure appeared on her face. She’s just rewarded the person and in the next moment, she was slapped right in the face¹? When she swept her glance at Mu Xi Yao’s seat, her gaze hid an anger. 

Since Zhong Zheng Lin dared to say this, what was there to be afraid of? As long as Yuancheng Emperor was ruled out, Mu Xi Yao feared nothing.

“Your Highness, your shoulder injury isn’t healed yet.” Mu Xi Yao pushed away Zhong Zheng Lin’s paws. Once this man took a bath, he was immediately full of energy. 

Early in the next morning, for the first time ever, everyone saw Mu cefei accompany his Highness to the main house. 

When Mo Wan Qing received the news, she couldn’t believe it. Was it something done by the imperial prince’s cefei? The biggest issue was, this was a cefei from different household! 

When Mo Wan Qin heard gatekeeper report the sixth Highness’s cefei came to pay a visit, she was quite surprised. Did just this lady Mu with sixth months pregnant belly drop in on them? Could it be she came to seek justice for her younger sister? 

“Misstress, his Highness has left in advance. Before departing, he instructed us to join him in the roadside inn ahead.” 

“Your Highness,” Mu Xi Yao threw him a meaningful glance and teased him, “Qie started to play with Cheng Qing only because your Highness wasn’t coming even after a long waiting.” The pair of her beautiful eyes turned, her body twisted in Zhong Zheng Lin’s embrace. In fact, when she tapped at Cheng Qing and watched his little face that resembled Zhong Zheng Lin so much turn aggrieved, she was secretly enjoying herself.

“Does Jiao Jiao immensely enjoy the fact that bendian has lost face at the old man’s place?”

Duke of An Guo looked at Zhong Zheng Chun with an ashen face. No matter how he kept appeasing him, it was all to no avail.