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C48 August 15th

Seeing the doubt in Shen Jingli's heart, Xu Yanlin added on, "Princess Fuan requested for the emperor's marriage, who in the world would dare to talk about it?"

Shen Jingli looked at Mu Chen with a pale face. For the first time, he realised that Mu Shisi's identity was not as simple as he thought it was.

"It's fine, I'll take care of it." Mu Chen shook his hand, his fingertips feeling cold, revealing the worry in his heart, his handsome eyebrows raised, "I will not let you and your child be in danger."

Was this a promise? Shen Jingli looked at him. The other party's eyes were firm and deep, causing one to be unable to stop from falling into deep love.

He could not retort and could only nod his head. He stretched out his hand to support his stomach and stood up, "You guys should still have something to talk about. I'll go rest first."

Hearing that, Mu Chen stood up, and wrapped her arms around his waist, and said: "I'll send you in."

Shen Jingli did not refuse. Mu Shisi was stubborn, once he made a decision, no matter how others tried to persuade him, he would do as he pleased.

"I will tell you about my matters in the future." Mu Chen squatted on the ground, took off Shen Jingli's shoes and socks, and as he laid down to rest, he said this.

Shen Jingli touched the back of his hand and cutely looked at him, but he didn't say anything.

"Have a good rest, I'll be back in a while."

After staring at him intently as he left, it took a while for Shen Jingli to caress his stomach and sigh emotionally, "Child, I, your father, am most afraid of trouble."

Seeing Mu Chen coming out, Xu Yanlin could not help but laugh, and joked unafraid of death: "Fourteenth Master turned into a wife or slave?"

Looking at Mu Chen's cautious appearance towards Shen Jingli, he couldn't really recall the domineering look Mu Shisi had on the battlefield, but he was still quite happy. His good friend had finally gained a bit of popularity.

"If you're jealous, you can get married as soon as possible." Mu Chen's expression remained indifferent, he sent Mu Jin back to his room to rest, then opened the tea pot and brewed a pot of tea.

"Come on, I don't want to die yet." Ever since he was a child, he had been engaged to Zhao Wenrui of the Zhao Family. The young master of the Zhao Family had been extraordinary since young, kicking the Nanshan residential care center, punching the little prince of Beihai, and playing with his sabre until it was as powerful as a tiger. He had basically seen him hit him once, and he was a weak scholar, how could he be a match for that tyrant?

He had no choice but to hide in the army camp and become an obscure advisor. He wanted to end this evil fate, but in the end Young Master Zhao was kind and kind, indicating that he was willing to wait until he was old … He really wished that he wouldn't be so virtuous and considerate as to beat him up and then end the engagement. Wasn't that great?

"I feel that the young master of the Zhao Family is doing quite well." He had good looks, an honest personality, and strong martial arts skills. He was truly a good person.

Xu Yanlin rolled his eyes, "It's not like you're the one getting beaten up, of course you'd agree to it." Those who had never experienced it would not understand how he felt.

Recalling Zhao Wenrui's fist, Xu Yanlin felt pain all over his body. He shook his head, dispelling the misconception and pulled the topic back, "I heard from the capital that after the fifteenth of August, the Prince will come down to patrol."

Mu Chen muttered to himself irresolutely and did not speak. Xu Yanlin then continued, "When the Empress Dowager returned to the palace, she saw the empress dowager first and cried about the crown prince's miscarriage. The empress dowager was so angry that she confined Beauty Zheng to prison."

He was the empress's first grandson. Due to the Zheng Family's conspiracy, he had been gone for only three months. How could the empress endure this?

"The Emperor is willing?" The Beauty Zheng was the niece of the Noble Consort Zheng, the daughter of the General Zheng. She had entered the palace three years ago and was currently given a saint's favor.

"The Emperor doesn't dare bear to part with it?" Xu Yanlin sneered, "The empress dowager said that if the emperor insisted on protecting the Beauty Zheng, he would bring the Beauty Zheng along to his side and personally instruct him so that she wouldn't be pampered and forget the rules of the palace."

"The Zheng Family underestimates the empress." Did they really think that the empress, who had disregarded their authority for the past few years, would be helpless against them if she were to allow them to bounce around freely?

"That's right." Xu Yanlin could not help but take joy in their misfortune. He never had a good impression of the Zheng Family, especially after the Zheng Family set them up, "The moment the empress came back, she showed her might to the Zheng Family, and even sent a supervising army to supervise the General Zheng …"

Xu Yanlin took a sip of the hot tea and slowly voiced out his worries. "I'm afraid this trip to the south from King Jing is a plot by the Zheng Family."

He secretly made a "kacha" gesture, the meaning behind it was extremely obvious. He raised his head, and his eyes met Mu Chen's.

Mu Chen's eyes were as deep as the ocean, all the stormy waves were concealed under the calm surface of the water.

He tightened his grip on the teacup. The tea was already cold, and there was a hint of bitterness in the slight coldness. He smacked his lips and felt as if the bitterness had penetrated deep into his heart.

Mu Chen stared at him for a long while before calmly speaking, "Your Highness will not repeat the same mistake."

Being schemed against once, that was when one was caught off guard and occasionally lost their footing. King Jing was not stupid, how could he have fallen into the same trap twice?

As Xu Yanlin held the teacup and inhaled the faint fragrance of the tea, he once again deeply felt that pushing Mu Shisi into the crown prince's camp would be the thing that the third prince would regret the most in his life.

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