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"Promise mufei, okay?" These words were spoken by Madam Chen almost to the point of begging.

Dongfang Yi clenched his hands into tight fists. He didn't want his mufei to be frightened, but he couldn't say anything about this "good".

Dong Mei advised, "Your Highness, I know that you don't want to, but there is only one path you can take. At most, after we get married, you shouldn't get along with the Prosperous Sect. Just respect each other."

When the crackling sound of coal burst out from the brazier, Dongfang Chao finally said, "Mufei, can you let this son think about it again?"

"Your Highness …"

Madam Chen raised a hand to stop Dong Mei from speaking. "Fine, go back and think carefully. As for the empress dowager's side, mufei will do her best to delay, but …" "It won't be long."

"Your son shall take his leave." After Dongfang Shou dragged his heavy legs and left, Dong Mei frowned and said, "Actually, His Highness had already wavered a bit just now. The grand imperial concubine should force him to accept it so that he wouldn't have too much trouble at night."

Lady Chen took it and asked, "Are you worried that Yan Er won't compromise on marrying Chang Rong after meeting Mu Qianxue?"

Dong Mei nodded and said, "Yes, Princess Xun Ji has a great influence on your highness. The Imperial Concubine knows this very well. Her words are more useful than ten or a hundred words from us."

Madam Chen caressed the simple and elegant beautiful flower. She indifferently said, "It is precisely because we are clear that we are sending Qi'er back."

Dong Mei had a puzzled look on her face as she said, "This servant doesn't understand what the grand imperial concubine means."

"She is an exquisite person, and she knows very well which is the most advantageous for her child."

"Grand Concubine's meaning is that Princess Xuanji is on our side?" After Lady Chen nodded, Dong Mei continued, "But what if... What if she wants to become the consort of King Rui? "

"Falling will follow the flowing water, the flowing water ruthlessly follows the falling flower." Madam Chen sighed slowly, and said, "She knows very well that from the moment she refused your son four years ago, she would never be Prince Rui's wife. Besides, the hatred from the country that died was on her shoulders."

Listening to the howling wind outside, Dong Mei said with a sigh, "I hope so."

As Dongfang Yi left Jingfang Temple, Mu Qianxue slowly rode a carriage through the snow-covered streets. Taking advantage of the snow to stop, she went to Prince Mu's mansion to meet with Dongfang Ze and told him a few things.

A few children were playing in the streets, using their small red hands to throw snowballs at each other. Even though they were hit, they did not get angry.

Mu Qianxue looked at Xia Yue, who was lying on the windowsill with a face full of envy, and teased, "Should I get the coachman to stop and let you play for a while?"

Xia Yue stuck out her tongue: "Princess, don't laugh at me, this servant is already this old, if I continue to play I'll definitely be laughed to death. But when I go back later, I can build a few snowmen, it has never snowed this much in the past in the West Chu."

The corners of Mu Qianxue's lips stiffened. Xia Yue had also realized that she was about to say something wrong, so she hurriedly said, "Your servant deserves to die. Princess, please …"

"Nothing." Mu Qianxue interrupted her words and said indifferently, "If you can't even hear these two words, what qualifications do you have to talk about revenge?"

Xia Yue nodded her head vigorously, puffing out her cheeks and said, "Mm, the heavens have eyes, Princess will definitely get what she wants."

Her appearance caused Mu Qianxue to laugh. Just as she was about to speak, the carriage suddenly stopped, and she couldn't help but fall forward.

"Princess, be careful!" As Xia Yue cried out in alarm, she quickly grabbed onto Mu Qianxue and used her other hand to pull at the window's edge. Finally, she managed to stabilize her body and didn't fall off the carriage.

After Xia Yue let out a sigh of relief, anger surged to her chest. Xia Yue lifted the curtain and shouted to the driver, "Why are you suddenly stopping like this? Are you able to hold the princess back if she is injured?"

The coachman's face was filled with fear as he said, "Miss Xia Yue, please calm your anger. I didn't expect that someone would suddenly block my path. There really is no other way."

Xia Yue looked towards the front of the carriage and actually saw a familiar figure. The two elegant willow brows immediately creased. "It's you?"

Shen Xijun, wearing a silver-red cloak with a wind-furred fur, coldly stared at Xia Yue as she stood amongst the servants. "It seems like you are still as reckless as before."

Xia Yue ignored her words and said directly: "Why are you blocking our carriage?"

Shen Xijun snorted lightly, "Have your master come out, I know she's inside."

"The princess doesn't have one …" Just as Xia Yue spoke a few words, Mu Qianxue had already walked out of the carriage. With a light cough, her voice was as gentle as ever, "Zong Ji, you're looking for me for something?"

Shen Xijun's eyes flashed with a trace of anger. What she hated the most was this woman acting weak all day long, knowing that she would feel sympathy for Big Brother Zhi. Hmph, when she becomes engaged to Big Brother Zhi, the first thing she will do is kick this woman out.

Shen Xijun suppressed the surging jealousy in her chest and said with a fake smile, "I'm fine, but I coincidentally encountered the princess's carriage. After thinking for a long time, I decided to reminisce about the past." In fact, she had heard from Zhao Pingqing that Mu Qianxue had gone to the Mu Family Manor early in the morning and had intentionally waited here.

"Thank you, Zong Ji." Mu Qianxue supported Xia Yue's subordinate into the carriage as they traversed through the thick snow before arriving in front of Shen Xijun. After sizing her up for a while, she lightly smiled and said, "Zong Ji seems to be in good spirits today. What good news?"

Shen Xijun stroked her cheek and said somewhat complacently, "Your eyes are quite poisonous. Not bad, it is indeed a happy occasion." She raised her chin and said haughtily, "You should be interested to know."

"Oh?" Mu Qianxue asked in surprise, "What kind of joyous event is this?"

Xia Yue couldn't stand her aloof attitude the most, and deliberately ridiculed: "It can't be that you're going to get married, Zong Ji? In total, after the new year, you should be nineteen. It's time to get married. "

One of the maidservants standing behind Shen Xijun immediately shouted, "How dare you! How dare you speak to Zong Ji in such a manner? Kneel down and beg for forgiveness immediately!"

"It's fine." After shouting at the maid to back off, Shen Xijun walked in front of Xia Yue and smiled instead of getting angry, "You're right, I'm about to get married."

Xia Yue's words were originally meant to ridicule Shen Xijun, but she never expected that her words would actually hit the mark. For a moment, she just stood there in a daze.

"Congratulations, Zong Ji." Mu Qianxue bowed slightly, then said with a smile, "I wonder which young master has the luck to be able to take my clan leader as his wife, do I recognize him?"

"Not only does the princess recognize this person, she is also very familiar with him." The corners of Shen Xijun's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of a vengeful smile appeared on her face. She took a step forward, and said word by word: "King Rui, Dongfang Yi!"

These five words were like the coldest cold wind in winter, causing Mu Qianxue's smile to freeze on the spot. It's actually him?

Xia Yue came back to her senses and anxiously said, "That's impossible, the prince won't marry you, stop talking nonsense!"

"Nonsense?" Shen Xijun's eyes were as cold as water. "This is the decree of the empress dowager. A lowly servant like you actually dares to question the empress dowager? You sure have a lot of guts!"