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After instructing Xia Yu, Yang Zixuan also came out from his bath. Mu Rousang saw that he was wearing a head of wet hair and said: "You really love cleanliness, aren't you afraid of your hair getting pulled out of the water and being frozen?"

"It's giving birth to a carbon basin, what's there to be afraid of?"

Yang Zixuan yawned with exhaustion all over his face, his eyes red as he stared at the piping hot food.

"Go down and tell cook to cook another bowl of Sour Noodle Soup!"

However, he had been working all night and was starving.

Mu Rousang waved her hands, signalling lass to leave first, and then personally gave Yang Zixuan a bowl of glutinous rice porridge. She also picked up a dumpling and placed it in his bowl.

"This is enough for you to eat your fill. Not to mention where you went, you still have to torment your family members when you return."

Yang Zixuan ate a mouthful of hot porridge, sighed in satisfaction, and said: "What else can I do, it's naturally to work hard for the title of my wife."

Don't underestimate his casual reply. Yesterday, his life was at stake. If he wasn't careful, he wouldn't have been able to see the sun today.

Before he and Mu Jinzhi went back to their own homes this morning, they rode a horse through the cold air for a round. It was as if they had bathed the entire streets of the capital in blood.

No one knew about the brutality of last night's battle, only the smell of burning flesh in the air reminded the two that last night's massacre was real.

One success would result in ten thousand bones withering!

Under the throne of each new emperor, it was built with piles of dried bones that were tens of thousands of feet long!

Mu Rousang's hand that was holding the chopsticks trembled slightly. She wanted to ask him what was going on, but she felt that he was completely exhausted.

Don't worry, your grandmother and your grandmother are very close. Old Man Zuo is a simple person, and the late emperor often mentioned this to the princes in his lifetime.

But let's not talk about the Prince Zhong's Mansion.

"Grandmother has been frightened! She can't take these kinds of things anymore!"

Ever since Yang Juan Er had been forced into the cold palace, the Matriarch Yang's spirit had changed, because the conviction in her heart had suddenly collapsed.

"Don't worry, when will husband do something that he isn't confident in?"

Even the Eastern Gui Garden was not affected by the commotion, and it was also because of the tacit understanding between the three men.

He quietly glanced at Mu Rousang, and said: "From today onwards, the Xiangyang King is no longer the Xiangyang King."

These words were very meaningful.

Mu Rousang suddenly realized something, that's right, in the future he would be the supreme emperor of the Great Zhou Empire!

In the capital, Mu Rousang was the thought of most women, but it was different in the palace.

Different from the others, the happiest woman in Great Zhou Dynasty was not the Princess Xiangyang, but the most respected woman in the Great Zhou Dynasty right now — — Grand Concubine, one that was about to become a woman of the Empress Dowager.

"Rui Er, quickly let the matriarch take a look. You have lost a lot of weight and become darker. You have lost some of your gentleness, and your body has gained a bit more decisiveness."

Su Ruirui's expressionless face twitched. He wanted to laugh, but he had already forgotten how to do so …

"Imperial Mother, you are going to be the most respected empress dowager in the world. You will be admired by the world."

The Imperial Concubine smiled happily. It was a rare sight to see for years, a smile that came from the bottom of her heart.

"Rui'er, you're the new emperor of the Great Zhou Empire. It's nothing much for mother to suffer a little for you. Just treat it as a prayer for your father to be reborn as soon as possible."

Su Ruirui was someone who cherished words, and only in front of a imperial concubine would he have two extra sentences.

"Royal father went and was falsely accused. We naturally have to call upon the world on his behalf and count the sins that the crown prince committed on that day!"

Su Ruirui announced that due to the war, the citizens of the Great Zhou were not allowed to live a peaceful life. He issued the first decree, which was, the citizens of the Great Zhou Dynasty would live a peaceful life this year, and everything will be decided after the new year.

Mu Rousang had heard Yang Zixuan talk about it before. Back then, when the crippled crown prince ascended the throne, he had already massacred a group of people. Now that the imperial government was so tight on manpower, Su Ruirui did not have many people who could use it.

As expected, on the 24th of December, other than the imperial palace's food for the officials, the officials were also preparing for the Spring Festival.

This year was very lively. The capital, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became lively and bustling again.

"Young Mistress, why have you come personally? Send this little one here to deliver a letter directly to the manor."

In a seafood restaurant, a second brother was bowing and conversing with an elegant lady.

This person was Mu Rousang, and by her side, Xia Yu replied with a smile: "If I tell you to send it, how would I know which mansion to send it to? If you send it to the wrong place, then we'll see how it ends."

"Alright, bring me all the seafood that we want. Don't use any inferior products to rub my eyes."

Mu Rousang had been busy with the matters of the New Year fairs all this time. Although Yang Zixuan had sent her away with the help of Xiao Tong, and was in charge of the yard, she should have been able to speak leisurely under the care of the Aunt Liu.

But she still had the Prince Zhong's Mansion to worry about. The title book given to her by the Matriarch Yang was originally from the clan of the Princess Chung's parents, namely the crippled crown prince's faction. The generals under the Prince Chung had daughters, but they were just as powerful as Spring Scene.

Even if the generals had raised such an unusual inner chamber girl, it was not Yang Zizhi's turn to snatch her away, as he would have long ago been taken advantage of by others.

What Mu Rousang wanted was extremely big, and this second son knew of it. Every year during the new year, Yang family would prepare a sacrifice, and from the 30th dinner to the morning of the first day, he would definitely set up a Flowing Water Mask at back street.

"Young mistress, please wait a moment. I'll call my wife to bring you a round of applause."

This was one of the benefits of being a shop owner. Their services were extremely difficult to provide and they were very considerate.

Mu Rousang was very busy, so she did not enjoy this rare moment of peace and quiet, and quickly took the seafood she had booked and went to another shop.

Not long after she left, two people walked over from the opposite teahouse. The man in front was wearing a simple robe, but it was hard to conceal his noble aura.

"Huang …"

Fan Yingde who was being stared at had his face scrunched up, his brows knitted together as he lowered his head and changed his words: "Master!"

He secretly wiped off his cold sweat. This should not be wrong.

"Speak!"

"Mistress wants to see her. Why not invite her to come to the teahouse?"

The reason why Fan Yingde said that was because he had long ago secretly made sense of Mu Rousang's whereabouts.

"No need!"

Su Ruirui's face looked like it was carved from ice, without a single trace of humanity on it! Cold to the bone!

Fan Yingde sighed in his heart.

It was likely that this Mu Family girl would be carved into the Owner's heart for the rest of her life.

"I'm sorry!"

Su Ruirui looked longingly at the crowded crowd to find her figure!

He had chosen to make a big deal out of it and let go of his little sisterhood. It was himself who had completely hurt Mu Rousang's heart all those years ago.

Fan Yingde obediently blocked his ears. What did the Emperor say just now?

Oh, he couldn't hear, couldn't hear! Actually, as a father-in-law, he also liked to be willful.

Su Ruirui looked at Fan Yingde who had a pleasing appearance, and in front of him, he could still maintain his same thoughts, but only he knew what he was thinking.

What was nice about him was that his extremely magnetic voice floated above Fan Yingde's head.

"What do you think we should do with the princess?"

Fan Yingde knew that Su Ruirui was just casually asking, he didn't really need to answer.

In his heart, he was thinking, no wonder all the girls in the imperial harem had squeezed their heads so hard they wanted to touch the side of Owner's bed. Just with this sound, it was likely that even a woman would not be able to move even their feet upon hearing it.

Su Ruirui did not wait for Fan Yingde to reply, because he saw the bright rose scent cloak flash past the crowd.

When Fan Yingde saw the Dark Golden Deer Leather Boots fly away, he knew that Su Ruirui had already found him and quickly followed behind him.

"Xia Yu, do you feel that someone is staring at us?"

Mu Rousang stood at the roadside and casually looked at the stall selling paper umbrellas, but she asked her with a lowered voice.

Xia Yu subconsciously looked around, only to see a large crowd gathering, eh!

How could she know who was looking at her?!

"No, Young Mistress, there's been a lot of people today."

Xia Hua replied from the side: "If we knew it was such a lively spring scenery, I'm afraid we would be pitting ourselves to death."

In previous years, most of the families had already set up shop, but this year, they were all crowded together. After a year of holding back, they finally had the chance to show off, and this person rushed into the street like a mad man.

"Forget it, let's go to the next store quickly."

Because of the crowd of people, the Yang Mansion's carriage was stopped in an alley outside the city, but it couldn't enter the busy street.

Mu Rousang brought everyone to the next shop.

"Young Mistress, why don't you allow this old woman to return the goods in her hands?"

Mu Rousang turned her head to look at the few women she had brought with him. They were carrying him in their hands, with a few of them hanging around her neck.

She blinked her eyes. Why didn't she remember buying a sieve? Why did she have to buy a sieve?

"You can go back first. In a while, go to the silk farm in front of us and look for us. Do you know which family it is?"

The old woman replied, "Yes, yes, it's the one that Young Mistress always talks about."

Mu Rousang laughed and sent a few of her wives back, she had already brought lass to the silk farm.

Su Ruirui looked at them from afar, and said in a low voice: "Go and find out who is the owner of that silken silk villa."

There seemed to be some movement beside him that was drowned out by the noise.

"Mistress, you want to buy it?" Fan Yingde asked in confusion.

"I'm that bored?" Su Ruirui raised his eyebrows and swept over him coldly.

Wasn't it just boredom?

How could a man secretly follow behind a young wife to watch, and then secretly twitch his mouth, could it be that the Owner had become crafty?

Fan Yingde who had his head opened wide was immediately shocked!

"Blindly guessing!" Su Ruirui gave him the three word scripture review.

Fan Yingde stopped his random thoughts and looked at the young wife by the side of the road. It was just that he was a eunuch to begin with, so he shouldn't hope for him to have too much sunshine or brilliance.