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"Yue Ying, go bring the materials from last time."

After returning to her own courtyard, Mu Qianyu originally wanted to take a look at that Mental Exercise she had picked up.

However, after watching for a long time, he still couldn't calm down.

Thus, he threw the book and called Yue Ying to go get the clothes.

"Does the lady want to make more clothes for the prince?"

Yue Ying laughed and asked.

She was someone who hoped for Mu Qianyu to become the Palace's female lead.

Master had always been alone. If Lady Mu could really marry over, then the Duke Palace would become very lively.

"Yes."

Mu Qianyu nodded lightly.

Since the robe from last time was dirty, she could make another one.

Knowing that she wanted to make clothes for Xiao Chengyi, Yue Ying moved extremely quickly.

Right now, she felt that her prince was truly wise.

Originally, after Lady Mu had finished picking out the materials last time, these materials naturally had to be placed back into the warehouse.

But before he could say anything, the steward of the steward Lin told him not to bring the materials back, and to leave them here.

Thinking about it now, His Highness must have had foresight and knew that the Lady Mu would make more clothes.

This time, Mu Qianyu did not think about playing tricks on him.

He chose his favorite white and moon-white material instead.

From the looks of it, she didn't seem like she was going to do it.

When Nangong Lin came, it was already the afternoon of the second day.

At this time, Mu Qianyu had just woken up from her nap and, bored out of her mind, she picked up the clothes that she had wore yesterday, which had just started.

Her speed was extremely fast, she had already completed half of the task in a single day.

"Are you making clothes for the Brother of Brotherhood?"

Nangong Lin walked in with a light smile, and his tone was very light.

Mu Qianyu lifted her head and glanced at him. In these few days that they had not met, Nangong Lin had lost a lot of weight and his face was pale.

He suddenly thought of his medicine.

He could not help but frown. The last pill was gone, and if he could not find another one, he would be in trouble the next time the Flowing Fire attack.

The poison in Nangong Lin's body seemed to be even stronger than her own Cold Poison, to the point that he could lose his life at any moment.

"Big Brother Nangong, take a seat."

Mu Qianyu suddenly revealed a slight smile.

Nangong Lin was slightly taken aback, but when he heard her suddenly change the way he referred to him, he could not help but smile and nod: "I have nothing to do, I came to you to get a cup of tea."

While they were talking, Yue Zhu and Yue Ying had already served them tea.

It was still Prince Li Palace's best tea. Knowing that Mu Qianyu liked drinking tea, Xiao Chengyi asked Lin Ze to bring her the best and newest tea leaves.

However, her mind was too preoccupied with the details and she had forgotten them long ago.

"Thank you."

Mu Qianyu's hands moved like flying needles as she moved skillfully, with the appearance of an embroidery mother.

As she sewed the white robe on Yue Shuang, she looked up at Nangong Lin and thanked him sincerely.

A person they met by chance, could already take out the medicine they needed to save you. Even if Mu Qianyu's heart was even colder, facing such genuine concern, she couldn't help but be soft-hearted.

Nangong Lin's expression froze for a moment. After pondering for a moment, he seemed to have understood what she meant.

He chuckled lightly, and said without thinking much of it: "That medicine can save you, but it has actually already played its greatest role. Even though the Cold Poison in your body is strong, it's not completely unsolvable, and compared to that, the chances of the Flowing Fire in my body being able to cure it are very small.

These words were said with ease, but the slight hesitation between the brows was clearly seen by others.

"You really like Ye Ning, right?"

Mu Qianyu looked at him for a moment, then lowered his head and spoke, "I'll help you snatch Ye Ning back in the future."

She would definitely repay this person for saving her life.

"Everyone has their own path to take, why must you force them?"

Nangong Lin smiled faintly, as if he didn't care about Ye Ning at all.

However, when Ye Ning had been humiliated that day, his heart had indeed ached.

Mu Qianyu also didn't understand what was going on, but he remembered that she owed him a lot.

"Your Lil 'Red is really good."

He purposely avoided Ye Ning's topic, and looked at Mu Qianyu's flying wrist, Nangong Lin could not help but praise him.

Even though this girl's family was adept at being a beauty, there didn't seem to be that many people that could reach her level.

This craftsmanship truly surpassed that of the mama in the palace.

"It's all made up from training. I don't have money to buy new clothes even though my clothes are torn. I can't possibly wear new clothes every day. It will take me some time before I become proficient in them."

No matter if it was mending or sewing, it was all a small matter.

This was the logic behind being proficient in coincidences.

Those mama in the palace, isn't it the same?

Hearing that, Nangong Lin sighed lightly, nodded, and said, "You are very amazing."

A little girl who had left home at the age of four and wandered the streets for ten years without anyone caring or loving her. How could she not grow up and learn all sorts of martial arts?

"Why isn't the prince coming in?"

Just as Nangong Lin was lamenting, Mu Qianyu suddenly spoke out.

Su Yun was startled, he turned to look and saw Xiao Chengyi standing at the door.

Nangong Lin couldn't help but laugh, "Chengyi, look at how lucky you are. Lady Mu will make clothes for you."

Xiao Chengyi lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at the clothes in Mu Qianyu's hands, and the corners of his mouth curled into a joyful arc.

Originally, she was only talking about it, she didn't think that she would really make a move.

However, the words he heard from her just now made his heart ache a little.

All the girls he knew, other than the daughter of the royal family, were as delicate as flowers. They couldn't lift their hands, and they couldn't even lift their shoulders. There really wasn't anyone like her.

He was clearly from a big family, but he was a wanderer. He had to rely on himself for everything.

Thus, she always liked to keep people at a distance. He did understand a little bit about it.

"The clothes can be slowly made, there's no need to rush it."

Looking at the way she moved, he suddenly thought of the word 'virtuous'.

She looked just like a virtuous wife making clothes for her husband.

Mu Qianyu raised her head slightly, looked at him, and was about to say something, but did not notice it for a moment, and pierced the embroidery needle into her flesh.

He slightly frowned and unconsciously lowered his eyes. Only then did he realize that a drop of blood had seeped out from the finger of his right hand. It was as if it was a speck of cinnabar, a dazzling red.

Almost at the same time, Xiao Chengyi and Nangong Lin stood up and spoke at the same time, "What's wrong?"

Once the words left their mouths, the two of them looked at each other in surprise.

Nangong Lin was startled. He laughed helplessly and sat back down, continuing to taste his tea.

He seemed to have forgotten that this was not his business.

"Does it hurt?"

Xiao Chengyi was only stunned for a moment, and quickly regained his senses. He anxiously grabbed Mu Qianyu's hand, and said with a frown: "Forget it, I don't lack clothes, don't do it, or you'll hurt yourself."

Nangong Lin who was drinking his tea suddenly raised his head, his eyes looking at the two people in shock.

It was not because of Xiao Chengyi's concern for Mu Qianyu, but because he called himself 'this king'.

After a long time, he couldn't help but smile. He probably didn't even realize that his heart had begun to fall into despair.