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The guard spoke each word very sternly.

Zheng Yong was so scared that he started sweating profusely. He kneeled on the ground and could not even utter a word.

When he came back to his senses, he had already left.

"What did they say about the disappearance of the Third Miss? So they were taken in by the Xian Consort to live in the palace."

"I believe that Madame Zheng does not like Third Miss. Otherwise, how would it be impossible for Third Miss to have a place to stay?"

Yes, if Madame Zheng is really acting on Third Miss's behalf, after knowing that Third Miss has disappeared, they should have secretly sent people to look for him.

When the surrounding people found out that Mu Qianyu had lived in the palace, they immediately changed their minds and started discussing among themselves.

"However, since Xian Consort is so good to you, do you want me to become your Princess Li?"

"I think it's possible. On the day Third Miss was on the streets, I met her once, and she really looked like a fairy from a painting. She was not any worse than the young miss of the Xue Family."

"She's actually no worse than Miss Xue Family, seems like she's really not bad …"

The person who was being discussed didn't know that he had almost been branded as the Princess Li. This person was currently staying in the Xian Consort's chamber, hugging his blanket and sleeping soundly.

Meanwhile, Madame Wang and the group of women from Zheng Mansion were happily sitting at home and discussing this matter.

"Mother, it seems like you have a plan. If this happens, third sister's reputation will definitely be ruined. Not to mention those young masters from aristocratic families, even ordinary people wouldn't be willing to marry her."

Zheng Qingran was smiling, her tone was light and full of spirit.

Zheng Qingqing was not bad either, the smile on her face could not be concealed.

Mu Qianyu could not even marry anyone else, so what about the Prince Li …

Just as the few of them were happily discussing, Zheng Yong ran over with a head full of sweat.

"Madam, Third Miss, she … "She …"

Zheng Yong was in a panic, unable to say a word.

"What happened to her? She's back?"

Madame Wang frowned slightly as a glint flashed past her eyes.

It was perfect for him to come back, but he also wanted to ask where she went last night.

"Nope."

Zheng Yong shook his head: "Third Miss is in the palace, living with Mother Xian Consort."

"How could this be?"

Hearing this, Madame Wang's face changed, she thought for a moment, then snorted: "How would we know that she is in the Xian Consort Palace, tomorrow we will bring people to continue searching."

"Madam, I was bringing some people to look for Third Miss on the street just now. There were guards in the palace who came to deliver the news that Third Miss came back a little late that night, but our doors were closed and we did not open to the Third Miss. Third Miss was forced to stay in the palace."

The Zheng Yong continued to say with a bitter face.

"What did you say?"

The Madame Wang was furious. She slammed the table and stood up, then shouted to the Zheng Yong: "I won't let her go back home."

"This Little Girl, she actually dared to tarnish my reputation."

Madame Wang gritted her teeth as she muttered.

However, Zheng Qingqing's face paled and the Kernels in her hands immediately fell to the ground.

Why did that woman live in the Xian Consort's chambers?

Could it be that Xian Consort wanted her to become her daughter-in-law?

Mu Qianyu really slept for two or three whole days before she woke up.

This sleep was extremely comfortable, and no one came to disturb her.

When she woke up, she still didn't have much strength left in her. It wasn't because of the Cold Poison, but because she hadn't eaten anything for a few days.

Yue Zhu and Yue Ying heard the commotion inside and rushed in.

After cleaning up, they just happened to have lunch, so he went to accompany Xian Consort to eat.

After the meal, Xian Consort called for someone to bring over ten sets of cloth and smiled at her: "I heard from Yi Er that you want to make him over ten sets of clothes, although you did well in embroidery, there is no need for you to do this. The palace has an embroidery lady, so it's quite tiring for you, but I really want to see your clothes, so I want you to make fewer for her."

Mu Qianyu blinked her eyes, then blinked her eyes again. Why didn't she understand Xian Consort's words?

"Your body is just right, so don't move the needle and thread. Let's first select the fabric and then slowly work on it."

Xian Consort pointed to the cloth on the table and laughed.

Mu Qianyu was immediately stunned, no wonder the Xian Consort asked people to move so much food after just finishing the meal, she had to choose between the two.

"Empress, did the Prince say this to you?"

Coming back to her senses, Mu Qianyu asked without moving.

Xian Consort nodded her head: "Yesterday, I saw that his robe was torn, so I asked him a few questions. He said that it was carelessly cut, and it's fine even if she said it, but you said that you wanted to help him make a dozen sets."

Mu Qianyu raised his head and looked at it, her face filled with helplessness and bitterness.

When did she ever say she was going to help him make clothes?

And the hole was scratched, so it was a lie.

Wasn't this person too petty? Didn't I just stab him with a robe?

"Isn't it?"

Xian Consort looked at her with a strange expression and asked.

"Nope."

Mu Qianyu immediately calmed herself down, shook her head, and laughed: "That is indeed the case."

"Then let's choose."

"Yes."

During dinner time, Mu Qianyu and Xian Consort were still discussing about making clothes.

Looking at the black brocade in Mu Qianyu's hands, the Xian Consort frowned and asked: "Drifting Feather, why did you choose this?"

"Of course it's because …"

Just as Mu Qianyu wanted to speak, she suddenly heard light footsteps. Raising her head, she saw that Xiao Chengyi had appeared in the courtyard.

"Because the prince likes it."

Mu Qianyu immediately stood up, and pointed to Xiao Chengyi who had just walked in: "The Prince said that he likes black the most, so I picked this one."

She didn't want to be the color he liked when he tricked her.

Xiao Chengyi's footsteps paused, he looked at the cloth in her hand, and raised his brows: "Oh, really, did I say I like black?"

"Yes."

Mu Qianyu nodded fiercely.

Xiao Chengyi walked over and sat in front of her. He reached out to drink a cup of tea and moisturize his throat before saying: "I seem to have mentioned it once. It turns out that you remembered it so clearly and were extremely concerned with my matters."

Mu Qianyu's expression changed, the cloth in her hand almost fell down, as she stared at Xiao Chengyi with wide eyes.

Wasn't this person responding too quickly?

What did she care about? She was basically going against him.

"Indeed."

After hearing that, the Xian Consort couldn't help but laugh at Mu Qianyu: "Even I, as your Royal Mother, don't know what color he likes. He only said one sentence, and you have to remember it, girl, you really suit my feelings."

Mu Qianyu's expression froze as she looked at Xian Consort, wanting to cry.

She didn't believe that the Xian Consort didn't know what color Xiao Chengyi liked.

Why is the Xian Consort like this too?

"Alright, let's eat first. We'll talk after the clothes are made."

Seeing the two of them talking with each other with their eyes, Xian Consort couldn't help but laugh.

This son of his was truly trapped.

"Empress, there's a message from the emperor asking you to accompany him for a meal."

Before the food was served, Emperor Jing sent someone over to call Xian Consort over for a meal.

"If that's the case, then eat. I'll be going to accompany the emperor."

Xian Consort laughed and then went to her own chamber to clean up.

"Liar!"

The moment Xian Consort left, Mu Qianyu fiercely glared at Xiao Chengyi, "Who said I wanted to make you ten sets of clothes?"