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"To reply Young Mistress, the young lady is in the rear courtyard, in the middle of dressing up!" Left Lady has already sent someone over ahead of time and said that he would be here shortly. "

Mu Fengchai's family only had Mu Jinzhi and Mu Rousang, the two noble families in the capital, and the two siblings had no parents, so the Mulberry did not know who his benefactor was.

She wanted Mu Fengchai's reputation to be better, so she found an opportunity to get close to Mu Rousang. As for Princess Jing'an? She didn't dare to think of going!

Mu Rousang knew that the coming of age ceremony was extremely important, and the person being invited was fine. In the future, it would be more convenient for women to propose marriage, and it would also be a method for the various families to compete secretly in the backstage.

She had originally wanted to marry Mu Fengchai to the capital, so the two sisters could discuss this with each other.

He then personally made a trip to the Princess Jing'an's place, directly asking her to help Mu Fengchai carry the hairpin.

The Princess Jing'an came to the scene in an extremely respectful manner, but Mu Jinzhi and Yang Zixuan had been busy everyday and no one could be seen. The two of them did not know what they were busy with, but this time their mouths were shut tight like clams in a river.

Also familiar to Mu Rousang were the wives of her comrades, Princess Jing'an had also invited a few handkerchiefs over, as well as Zuo Renwen and Zuo Ren Xian's wives, Yu Xiuzhu and Zhang Min Hui, who had come to observe the ceremony.

Liu Guizhi also hugged her own son and came to join in on the fun early on.

As a result, Mu Fengchai's 30 years of age present also became more lively, and since it was the national mourning period, everyone just closed their doors to liven things up.

Other than Mu Fengchai who was about to turn 30 today due to the large red dress, the rest of them were all relatively plain, avoiding all fresh colors. Even their heads only had jasper, pearl, sapphire, turquoise, etc.

Mu Rousang had prepared a set of pink and purple pearl heads for Mu Fengchai.

The present Princess Jing'an gave Mu Fengchai was a pair of white jade imperial concubine bracelets, and what Left Lady added was a pair of emerald phoenix head pearl hairpins. Furthermore, the gifts given to the other wives were not bad either, but the few wives that Mu Rousang invited were slightly lacking, some were giving him handmade brocade clothes, and some others were giving him other small gifts.

The Left Lady was startled for a moment. After all, Mu Fengchai was Mu Rousang's biological cousin, and with such makeup on her face, she looked extremely similar. The only difference was that Mu Fengchai was cute and adorable, while the other was exceptionally intelligent.

Princess Jing'an and Mu Rousang stood together, and said softly: "That day, my mother held the hairpin for you, but someone helped her out. He said that you are an extremely pure and filial person, and that I was afraid that you would be bullied because someone looked at your foundation."

Mu Rousang guessed that it should be Su Ruirui, because after they were married, she had asked Yang Zixuan before.

Seeing her lower her head and not say a word, Princess Jing'an sighed in his heart. Sometimes!

If Mu Rousang was born a few years earlier, or if Princess Xiangyang did not meet Su Ruirui a few years earlier, perhaps the outcome would have been different!

Everyone thought deeply about Mu Fengchai's comeback and sighed in their hearts.

The crowd that came to observe the ceremony were all thinking in their hearts. As expected of the two sisters, their auras were one after the other.

"Oh, third sister, I heard that your disguise is similar to that of Feng Chai when you were only 15 years old!"

Liu Guizhi also moved closer to watch the ceremony behind them.

When everyone heard this, they were jolted awake and burst into laughter. The mood of the people who had been suppressed for almost a year was immediately lifted. Perhaps next spring would be a new occasion.

Then, the Princess Jing'an helped Mu Fengchai with the hairpin. Due to the state of filial piety, the Mu Clan did not dare to eat, and only invited their friends and family to eat some tea.

Mu Fengchai's passing ceremony was carried away by the oppressive atmosphere for a few moments, and returned to its normal state as the crowd dispersed.

"Cousin, I heard that you're moving out!"

Mu Fengchai waited for everyone to leave and then went back to work.

"Mhmm, when you move into the mansion, I'll make you good food everyday." She reached out and pinched Mu Fengchai's smooth and white face, exclaiming about her youth!

"Cousin, I'm not a small stone!"

Mu Fengchai grumbled a little, then said: "I do want to move over, but my aunt said that it's okay, it's time for me to kiss."

Mu Rousang was startled upon hearing this, and suddenly remembered that she was already married. Naturally, she wouldn't be like before, where she wouldn't be able to live in front of Feng Chai after taking her in.

"Alright, then we'll often go to the door. When that time comes, we'll invite our sister-in-law over and make some snacks and some wine."

"It's still too early. I have to wait for next year. My older cousin doesn't even know what meat is going to be like for the next year!"

Mu Fengchai really hated the current emperor. You said that your family's old man passed and you just had to follow the rules of filial piety, why bring all the citizens of the world to suffer together?

"It's almost there. Didn't we talk about a year's time? Emperor Xian went at the end of the month. I presume that he will have to take off his filial clothes by the end of the month. "

Mu Rousang considered whether or not she should find a chance to bring up the matter of moving house!

Before she could think of an excuse, Yang Zixuan had already settled this matter for her.

After returning back from Mu Fengchai's place, she went to pay respects to the Matriarch Yang, and as soon as he arrived, she found it rare to see Yang Zixuan returning early to accompany her for dinner.

"My wife, we need to tidy up and prepare to move our house before the new year begins."

"Really?" Mu Rousang was overjoyed, and asked again: "Does royal father agree?"

Yang Zixuan laughed lightly and said: "The transfer of Hanlin House has finished.

It seemed that the so-called move out was something that had been discussed previously. After all, with the Prince's Mansion's signboard, it was not possible for Yang Zixuan to send it out to be a foreign official.

"Father naturally knows about this. After a few days, he will take the time to clean up the house. I'm afraid that some of my colleagues will start to move around each other during the new year."

From that moment onwards, Yang Zixuan's army in the imperial court had begun to expand.

Mu Rousang thought for a while and understood why the Prince Chung would agree to it. The Ministry of Revenue was the one in charge of the revenues and expenditures of the Zhou Dynasty, and the Minister of Revenue was the Minister of Finance.

"Grandmother, you still have to say that."

Yang Zixuan picked up the tea cup and took two sips. Un, the cooking skills of his wife is really good, but it's not enough every year.

"I'll pay my respects to her before going to the yamen tomorrow morning, and tell her about this matter. I'm sure Father will tell her about it tonight."

The next day, Mu Rousang started to get busy, because she already knew that, although her face was ugly, in the end, she did not stop them, and because Yang Juan Er was thrown into the palace, the Prince Chung was unwilling to hand over their military power, so they had been secretly competing with each other, and did not say much about Yang Zixuan moving out.

Mu Rousang busied herself for a few days before she packed all of the things in the house properly. On this day, the Matriarch Yang sent someone to invite her over.

Mu Rousang packed her things, changed into her usual clothes and went out.

"Ah, the more we move these things, the more the courtyard becomes empty."

As soon as the spring scenery left the house, he saw that some of the things in the yard had already been moved away. Coupled with the fact that it was winter, the courtyard seemed more spacious and empty.

Mu Rousang's slender and jade-like fingers lightly held onto a ink mountain water stove. Her thick silver fox skin cloak blocked the knife-like cold wind for her.

With the words of the spring scenery, her thoughts drifted far away.

Last year, when she had just married into the Princess Chung, she was the biggest noble wife of the house.

"Let's go see Grandmother!"

The cold wind blew, sweeping away a wave of sighs!

"Matriarch, Third Young Madam is here!"

Han Xiang's marriage had already been decided, and the one chosen was a young shopkeeper under Yang Zixuan. When heard that she grew up in front of Matriarch Yang, he couldn't wait to get someone else to look at him, and then she came in a very generous and straightforward manner to request an audience with Matriarch Yang.

"Han Xiang, you and Chun Feng are about to get married, but I'm still worried about that guy's marriage."

Mu Rousang pouted her pink lips. Chun Feng was a gentle person, to the point that he was taken seriously by a capable steward from Yang Zixuan's caravan. It was unknown when he had glanced at her from afar, thus —

Since his wife was a lover, the manager came to Yang Zixuan.

Mu Rousang knew about this and quickly packed up the Spring Breeze. She picked a good day in the spring, and the Spring Breeze would be covered with a red veil and would then become her new bride.

Han Xiang pursed her lips and laughed lightly, then looked at the spring scene where Mu Rousang was making a face, and laughed: "Young Mistress, quickly don't say it like that, who knows, this spring scene might actually suit some real men's eyes."

Who would have known that this phrase would come from the central government!

The straightforward nature of the spring scenery later, due to some sort of coincidence, formed a good fate.

Mu Rousang said: "Forget it, I will listen to you. Take it as comforting yourself! "If you have to say, you can only blame those stewards for not having good eyesight. Any one of our four seasons is good enough!"

Aroma heard the sound and came out of the curtain, laughing, "That's right, what can the lass beside Young Mistress do? Only those people think too much. "

She smiled and added, "The matriarch is already waiting in the hall!"

"I'm afraid we were a little too loud and alarmed Grandmother."

Mu Rousang took the small stove in her hand and Xia Chan helped her take off her thick cloak. Xia Hua and Xia He helped her tidy her clothes up and after a while, they went around the screen to see the Matriarch Yang.

"Hurry up and roast the fire. Is it cold outside? This year's snowfall is even fiercer than previous years'. "

Matriarch Yang immediately called Han Xiang over to make her a cup of hot tea.