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"Then why don't we just ask the man to write the four words' Fortune and Peace '? After collecting them, the woman will embroider them according to the words and then spell them into large characters according to the small characters. If there are any other deficiencies, I will then lead the embroidery ladies of the Nebula Market to finish them."

"Good, that's great!" "It's just that I still need to discuss this matter with others, but now that I think about it, it's pretty clear that you have to prepare yourself. This matter is far more important than before."

"It's not up to you to arrange things from there."

"Please rest assured Madam, I will do my best. After all, I am doing my best to bring honor to the Tomb City. I will do my best no matter what."

"Alright, with these words of yours, I am relieved." Now that the New Year ceremony was over, Lady Jin's smile grew even wider. When Su Qing led people to bring the dishes over, she was even more impressed.

When Su Qing saw Lady Jin's gentle attitude, she relaxed her mind and arranged everything more appropriately and carefully. Even her speech became a lot more casual.

After the meal, the two of them sat together discussing how to raise their children. Su Qing told Mu Yunyao about some embarrassing events from her childhood, which made Lady Jin unable to stop laughing.

Mu Yunyao felt that it was a bit embarrassing, so she excused herself to hide. Lady Jin and Su Qing were in the middle of their discussion and after teasing her for a bit, she let her go.

Returning to her room, the smile on Mu Yunyao's lips couldn't help but lighten slightly.

Seeing her expression, Jin Lan couldn't help but ask, "Miss, what happened? Weren't you happy just now?"

"It's nothing. I just feel sorry for my mother." She understood that her mother was doing her best to suppress the uneasiness and nervousness in her heart, forcing her to get along with Madame Jin. She was trying so hard not to make any mistakes because of her.

Because her mother had confirmed that the dream she spoke of was true and knew that they would eventually return to the Su Clan, she had worked hard to make herself thoughtful and appropriate, so that she could better establish her footing in the capital.

"Heartache Madam?"

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Go and prepare some things. I'll cook myself tonight to comfort mother." She wouldn't stop her mother's transformation because of her heartache. She would only support her silently from behind and work hard to not let anyone have the opportunity to look down on her.

"Yes." "Miss."

Lady Jin stayed for nearly four hours before leaving. Before leaving, she even made an appointment with Su Qing to come back as a guest in two days.

When Mu Yunyao walked in and saw Su Qing's smiling face, she couldn't help but relax a little. "It seems that mother and Lady Jin have a good chat."

"It's extremely rare to see Lady Jin treat someone warmly despite her high status." Su Qing sighed with emotion.

"Mother didn't eat much in the afternoon, and now that I've sat with Madame Jin for half a day, I'm sure she's hungry. I made some food myself, so mother, come and have a taste." "Alright." Seeing Mu Yunyao command people to bring the food over, Su Qing let out a sigh of relief. For Yao'er, no matter how difficult it was, she had to work hard to adapt herself to the relationships with Lady Jin and learn about the complicated human world. Only by arriving at the Su Family would she be able to take better care of Yao'er.

The mother and daughter finished their meal happily. Seeing that it was late, they chatted for a while before returning to their respective rooms to rest.

The lights in the study room of the Yuehuang Mansion in western Guangdong were lit up in the middle of the night.

Yue Yang read the letter over and over again, with a strange look on his cold face. He did not expect Mu Yunyao to guess his identity, so what was she thinking?

Eunuch Cheng brought over some hot tea and carefully placed it next to Wang Yue, "Your Highness, you have read this letter many times, but what's wrong with Old Qin?"

Ten days ago, when he received this letter, the Prince had placed it on the table and would occasionally take a look at it.

"Nothing." Yue Yang closed the letter, but his heart was not at peace. Seeing that Elder Cheng was about to step down, he asked, "Uncle Cheng, will you think about other things because of my different identity?"

Eunuch Cheng's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of Manager Qin's letter, he guessed that the prince was unable to calm down because Lady Mu had guessed his true identity. He could not help but say:

'Your highness is so concerned about Lady Mu. It looks like I have her in my heart. This is a good thing … '

Yue Yang frowned slightly, but he couldn't really tell what he was worried about. When he saw Manager Qin's letter, he couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

If Mu Yunyao knew of his identity, would she fear him, fear him, look down on him, and disdain him? Or did she just ignore him? Regardless of which of these possibilities he was thinking about, all of them left him feeling inexplicably frustrated.

When Eunuch Cheng saw the change in expression in his eyes, he was even more sure of his guess. He thought for a moment and then hinted, "Your Highness, there's no need to think too much into it. Anyone who cares about you, regardless of your identity, will always treat you the same."

However, the space between King Yue's eyebrows did not stretch, he only nodded his head and continued to process the documents on the table.

Eunuch Cheng did not dare to speak further and silently retreated.

In the next few days, King Yue's expression was still as grave and grave as before. Eunuch Cheng's heart ached when he saw it. He could not help but discuss with Yu Heng. "How does that Lady Mu treat her highness?"

Mu Yunyao and Prince?

Yu Heng pondered for a moment before quickly shaking his head. "Your highness, I've never seen Lady Mu in the study either. I don't know if that's okay either."

Eunuch Cheng glared at Yu Heng, "I can't help you in critical times like that kid Yu Yi, who's wasting food!"

"Eh? Eunuch Cheng, you called me? " Yu Yi quickly ran in from the entrance and stopped when he saw Eunuch Cheng. He took a breath and said, "It's getting colder and colder today. I'm really not used to coming back from the Tomb City."

"Brat, why did you come back?"

"Oh, Supervisor Qin sent me back to deliver the letter, instructing me to personally deliver it to the Prince."

"Old Qin, is there any letter for me?"

Yu Yi took out two letters and took a look. He didn't know if Supervisor Qin was in a hurry, but the envelope didn't mention who he was going to give it to. He carefully thought back to Supervisor Qin's words and hurriedly shook his head: "Supervisor Qin said that he wanted me to personally hand the letters to the Prince. He didn't say that he wanted to give them to you."

When Eunuch Cheng saw that there was indeed no mention of a letter for him, he couldn't help but think that perhaps Old Qin hadn't written to him this time, so he nodded his head, "Your Highness is in the study. Quickly send the letter in."

"Yes."

King Yue took the two letters and felt the weight of the letters. The creases between his brows became even tighter and he said to Yi: "Go down and rest well for two days."

"Yes, thank you, Your Highness."

The two letters were about the same weight, but King Yue still considered them carefully and opened the heavier one, only that it made his forehead twitch.

At this time, in Ziling City, Steward Qin was happily arranging the books. He suddenly quivered and couldn't help but mumble, "Calculating the date, the letter should have been delivered to western Guangdong by now. I wonder if Old Cheng has seen the letter I wrote to him."

In order to make the best of the best of the best, he wrote a letter about Lady Mu's deep feelings for the prince. In order to make the best of the best of the best, he wrote a letter about Lady Mu's deep feelings for the prince.

Even though they had said that they would send goose feathers over a thousand miles, the distance between Ziling City and the west of Guangdong was still quite large. Yet, Lady Mu had managed to stir up so many people to send a cup of ginger tea over. I hope that you can bring this golden doll, Lady Mu, back as soon as possible! This way, we can all be at ease. "

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