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Du Mu Zhou could feel the various gazes from the surroundings and hear the whispers of some people. His face didn't show the slightest hint of fear, and between his brows, there was a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

It had been too long, these people had all forgotten about the Du Family and her, the eldest daughter of the main branch.

Seeing that her mood had improved, Mu Yi Shao heaved a sigh of relief.

The one who noticed Du Muzhou vomiting blood was Han Dongchen.

As a man, he came to the main hall first. When he saw the ladies enter, he had always been looking for those bright, curved eyes in the crowd.

However, he saw a scene that confused him.

The birthday program was slightly cumbersome. First, he would recite the longevity lyrics and then, he would recite the longevity couplets. He praised the old mistress so much that she felt as sweet as if she had drunk honey.

The next step was to deliver the wedding gift.

Xiao Qing brought a priceless White Jade Guanyin over for the old mistress to greet the Duke of Guo.

The Han family sent a Jadeite Longevity Pine, which gave the madame enough face.

The others also offered gifts one after another.

"The second prince has arrived, and the sixth prince has arrived."

Sixth Prince!

Du Mu Zhou's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

In her previous life, the Sixth Prince had only appeared on the Countess' birthday celebration when she was fifteen years old.

He was dressed in azure robes at the time, and a warm smile hung on his face.

A single glance and a smile caressed his heart.

It was at that time that Du Mu Zhou saw the Purple Jade Pendant hanging from his waist.

He recognized him as the youth that he met at the Manor when he was ten years old.

She would be like a moth to a flame as she dedicated her entire life to it.

Why did I meet him so early in this life?

A full year earlier.

Du Mu Zhou watched as the two people slowly entered the room and watched as the azure sky slowly approached.

She gripped her fingers and dug her nails into the flesh.

Big Brother Yu Feng! Why do you have to appear so early in my line of sight? You can't even let my hatred towards you settle down for a bit.

She really wanted to rush up to him and ask, "Why?"

He wanted to hear the other party explain to her that he didn't know anything.

However, the glance from the ninth level of the Profound Tower was like a bucket of cold water that woke up Du Mu Zhou.

Do I need to ask? It was just a lie.

Du Mu Zhou felt as though a tear was about to burst out from the corner of his eye. She could only stare blankly at Mu Yufeng as he approached.

"Father specifically ordered me to bring the Night Light Pearl for you. Wishing Madame Du the good fortune of the East China Sea to live longer than Nanshan. " The Second Prince's voice was sonorous as he ordered people to open the embroidered box.

It was daytime now, and the pearl glowed softly.

The madame quickly got up from her seat and kowtowed to the host to show her gratitude.

The others also followed suit and knelt down.

Du Mu Zhou was half a beat slow before he knelt down. Feeling the pain in his palm, she couldn't help but bitterly smile.

When she was ten years old, she was sent to the manor, and her courage was shattered by the mischievous act of the ancestral hall. At that time, she was lonely and afraid, and every night she suffered.

Suddenly, one day, he met a black-clothed youth outside the manor. The youth was wearing a mask and was covered in blood. She immediately fell at her feet and dragged him back to the manor to help him stop the bleeding.

Several times she had tried to remove his mask, but he had stopped her. The youth's bright eyes gently told her that if he were to look at her face, he would bring her a fatal disaster.

"You don't need to know my name. Just call me Daoist Immortals."

"You really aren't sincere, then I won't tell you my name. Just call me Flower Fairy."