The Aloof Prince Pampers His Wild First Rate Consort-Chapter 122

The Aloof Prince - Chapter 122: That word is really ugly

Chu Qingyuan was wilting under Chu Li's stern gaze, biting her lower lip, and then drooping her eyes, "I don't like anyone, I was talking daft with Sixth sister."

Chu Li looked at Chu Qingyuan's awkward body language, and thought of the fluttering expressions she had talked to Mu Yunjin about just now, and he knew that she must be lying at this time.

But he did not expose her lie, and answered lightly. ''Um''.

Chu Qingyuan thought she had dealt with Chu Li, and she was relieved when she saw that Chu Li was letting it go, so she didn't want to linger.

"Brother Liu, I'll go back home first."

"Ok."

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Mu Yunjin was lying on the soft couch in her room, her head buried in the quilt, and she lazily did not want to move.

Xiao Jiu, that dead child, how can you not keep the gibberish to yourself!

It's a shame to kill her this time.

"Well," Mu Yunjin sighed, rolled over, and lay flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling.

The door was knocked on gently.

Mu Yunjin heard the sound, and with a conditioned reflex, sat up and frowned.

"Miss, it is this slave." Zixiang's voice rang out.

Mu Yunjin released her breath and lay down again, "Come in."

Zixiang pushed the door and walked in, holding a letter in her hand, and approached and handed it to Mu Yunjin. "This was sent by Aunt Zhang."

"Aunt Zhang?" Mu Yunjin hadn't thought of this person for a long time, she took the letter and opened it.

After reading it, Mu Yunjin put down her letter. Fortunately, she just was just greeting her. If something bad happened, she has no mood to deal with it recently.

"What did Aunt Zhang say?" Zixiang asked curiously.

Mu Yunjin poked her lips. "She just greeted me, the usual. Please wait for me to prepare pen and ink. I'll send her a letter to avoid her concern."

"Yes, miss."

"Um." Mu Yunjin nodded, and then seemed to remember something, "Has Qingyuan gone?"

Zixiang nodded, " She just went back."

"What about Chu Li?" Mu Yunjin asked again.

Zixiang smiled. "The sixth prince is sitting outside in the courtyard at this moment, do you want to call him?"

"What? He's out there?" Mu Yunjin couldn't help but say loudly, and then subconsciously covered her mouth, and her face was quietly flushed.

Feeling that her cheeks were hot again, Mu Yunjin scolded herself for the umpteenth time, and she had never found her skin so thin before.

She couldn't stand any jokes now.

"Miss, what's wrong with you? Have you been awkward with His Sixth Royal Highness?" Zixiang asked anxiously when she saw her unnatural look.

Mu Yunjin shook her head and waved at Zixiang, "Go and help me prepare the ink and paper. I'll write to Aunt Zhang first."

Zixiang nodded knowingly, as she walked towards the door, she thought of something again, "Yes, miss, I found this thing in your sleeve when I was doing laundry this morning."

Zixiang held out a red ribbon in her hand.

Mu Yunjin looked at it. It was from yesterday when she wrote 'we are all good' on the red ribbon so she reached for it.

When she looked at it, she doesn't know if it was soaked in water. The ink in the ribbon was crumpled into a ball, and the original writing was completely illegible.

Mu Yunjin's hand holding the red ribbon loosened, and the ribbon fell gently to the ground.

Zixiang also caught a glimpse of the messy black ink, thinking that Mu Yunjin was proficient, and she bent down to pick it up and was ready to throw it away.

"Wait." Mu Yunjin called Zixiang and stretched out her hand. "Give me it."

Zixiang tilted her head and looked at Mu Yunjin. She didn't quite understand the strange behavior of Mu Yunjin, but nevertheless returned the red ribbon to her.

Mu Yunjin smiled with a beautiful smile and put the red ribbon in her arms.

A moment later, the door was tapped on gently again.

Mu Yunjin thought that Zixiang came with ink and paper, and said, "Come in."

The door was gently pushed open.

Mu Yunjin didn't lift her head, and she opened her mouth to ask, "How long can the thousand-year-old tree live? In case of a sudden death of this tree, there are so many wishes hanging on it. Won't they all be strangled? "

"In your head, you think about something weird all day long." An indifferent voice came from overhead.

Hearing this voice, Mu Yunjin was inexplicably nervous, and looked down, only to see Chu Li's clothes in front of her, so she mumbled, "Why are you here?"

"Don't tell this prince that you look like this, are you shy?" Chu Li stared, thinking of Mu Yunjin's red face running away, and looking at how she didn't dare to look up now, where is that little fox who is not afraid of the sky gone?

"Chu Li!" Mu Yunjin gritted her teeth, raised her eyes and stared at Chu Li, her eyes seemed to be spitting fire, "Who is shy!"

Chu Li smiled, seeing her attitude return to normal, "this seems more like you."

"Huh?" Mu Yunjin's brain didn't engage.

"When it's not like a woman, it's most like you."

Mu Yunjin gazed ahead, grabbed her head, and processed the sentence carefully. Then her face fell, "Are you scolding me?"

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Zi Xiang thought that there was only Mu Yunjin in the house, so she pushed the door directly open holding all the writing tools. After entering, she saw that unfortunately she was interrupting.

"Slave knows she is wrong, please asks the prince and princess for forgiveness."

"Know what's wrong, come back quickly then, and let me write the reply first." Mu Yunjin sat up, put on her shoes, and walked to the desk on the side.

Chu Li saw that she was going to write, and followed her to the table with interest.

Zixiang helped Mu Yunjin grind the ink. When Mu Yunjin was ready, she took out a white paper and a writing brush, and dipped a bit of ink on it to prepare for writing. She also found herself swesting.

Mu Yunjing pursed her lips, her hand holding the brush shaking a little, and slowly wrote the first word.

Mu Yunjin's words are really ugly.

However, after a while, she wrote a full page of characters. Although Zixiang couldn't understand these words, but seeing Yunjin writing so fluently, Chu Li realized that she could write... just not prettily.

Chu Li has shown no astonishment to every talent that Mu Yunjin has revealed, but he also understands that she doesn't know everything. It's just that for so many years, why bear the title of a useless Miss?

"Okay." Mu Yunjin put down her brush and blew the ink on the paper.

Zixiang took the reply from Mu Yunjin and exclaimed, "Miss, when did you learn to write?"

"Well, since I was three years old." Mu Yunjin picked up a cup, sat down, and poured herself a cup of tea.

When Chu Li heard her words, there was a slight smirk on the corners of his lips ''Three years old and yet so ugly..''

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"..."

Mu Yunjin lowered the tea cup and flashed the phoenix tail on her wrist. "Chu Li, do you want to fight me to death today?"

Chu Li spread his hands, expressing ''No pressure.''

Seeing this, Mu Yunjin released her breath, flattened her mouth, and secretly sighed in her heart. She seemed to be really incapable ...

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It was extraordinarily harmonious at the dinner table that evening.

Shen Yan and Ding Xian leaned against the wall, watching the two eating their food slowly, with soft colors on their faces, pouting and laughing.

Shen Yan pulled the arm of Ding Xian and whispered, "When I heard that Miss Mu was going to marry our Highness, I was quite worried for his Highness. But now I realize all that worry was for naught..."

Ding Xian nodded and made a 'shh' gesture, pointing at the two in front.

Shen Yan immediately understood.

"Hey, why don't you eat carrots? No wonder your eyes aren't getting better." Mu Yunjin saw Chu Li eating vegetables but avoid the plate of carrots, and creased her brows.

If the bird's blindfold is not cured, it will be a lifetime of lifting a lantern in the future, and the lantern is heavy and cumbersome, she doesn't want to do it.

Chu Li saw Mu Yunjin seemed a little unhappy, lowered his brows, glanced at the plate of carrots, and stretched out the chopsticks.

"That's a ridiculously small amount. I'm doing it for you, you know," Mu Yunjin said, taking the plate of carrots and putting it in front of Chu Li.

Chu Li chewed the tasteless carrot, glanced at Mu Yunjin, and said coldly, "You don't want to lift the lantern."

"..." Mu Yunjin pursed her lips and pulled the corners of her mouth down.

Having said that, Chu Li still ate that plate of carrots and ate nearly half of them, and the more he ate, the more he smelled.

"Miss, miss ..." Zixiang's flustered voice came from outside.

Mu Yunjin took a sip of water and slowly spoke, "What's wrong?"

"It's about Fourth Miss. She's gravely ill. Princess Rong sent someone to the house and said, let Miss be the sister to go and see Fourth Miss."

Mu Yunjin didn't take it seriously, "Why is it always about Princess Rongs house? Mu Lingzhu is sick, so let Princess Rong quickly prepare her for the funeral. I'm not a fairy. Will she be okay after me looking at her? "

"Not to mention the medicine soup and the wound medicine that was sent already? Why not? The old witch surnamed Qin, does she want to lie to me again!" Mu Yunjin said in a loud voice.

Zixiang pursed her lips, shook her head, and looked puzzled.

"The person who is now representing Princess Rong is still outside, what do you want to say, miss?" Zixiang said timidly.

Mu Yunjin looked at Chu Li and let Chu Li take the lead.

Chu Li frowned, seemingly too lazy to care about it, "Do what you want."

"Whatever happens, remember to blow the jade whistle to call the purple guard." Chu Li said, and walked outside the dining room.

Mu Yunjin bit her lip and waved at Zixiang. "Go, follow me to Rongwang Mansion."

"How to say, Mu Lingzhu's is also a woman of the Xiangfu. Xiangfu and General's Mansion are fighting so fiercely today, but we can't let them prevail."

"Yes, miss."

When outside the gate of the house, it was already dark, and the night breeze was blowing a little cool.

Mu Yunjin got into the carriage sent by Rong wangfu, and Zixiang was being bullied outside, so she took Zixiang into the carriage with her.

The carriage wobbled all the way, Mu Yunjin felt that the supper was about to reappear, and her eyes looked scornfully at the broken carriage sent by Rong Wangfu.

This princess Qin Shuning is really not a good person.

After a while, the carriage stopped. After Mu Yunjin got out of the carriage, she saw that it was fully dark all around, with only a small door in front of the lantern.

"Back door?" Mu Yunjin raised her eyebrows, looking at the driver in the carriage.

The driver inexplicably trembled from Mu Yunjin's cold eyes, and said, "The palace has rules. After dinner, the lamp will not be left in front of the gate. The princess was afraid of losing it. Etiquette, let this servant bring the princess to the back door, the back door deliberately left the lamp out. "

"Then I have to thank her?"