The general's wife is pretending to be weak again

Mu Qingyu liked the post, so he asked Mo Zhu to take it away and keep it.

Miao Xiang also saw the content of the post, and said: "Ma'am, there hasn't been such a big banquet in the palace for a long time. Earlier in the Duke's mansion, Madam taught Miss Duan a lesson, and no one would dare to treat Madam this time. Disrespectful."

Mu Qingyu didn't take that matter to heart, but remembered that the last time there was such a grand banquet in the palace, it turned out that the matter of the virtuous king happened.

She always had bad premonitions in her heart.

After Mo Zhu carefully put away the post and came back, what he saw was Mu Qingyu's worried face.

She asked Miaoxiang what happened with her eyes, and Miaoxiang helplessly spread her hands, expressing that she didn't know either.

Mo Zhu had no choice but to ask: "Madam, what are you worried about?"

Mu Qingyu came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "I was thinking about your marriage with Miao Xiang. You are not young anymore, so I can't delay you."

Mo Zhu and Miao Xiang were made to blush by Mu Qingyu.

"Ma'am, don't make fun of me and Sister Mo Zhu, but this servant knows that Sister Mo Zhu has someone in her heart."

Without waiting for Miao Xiang to continue, Mo Zhu hurriedly covered Miao Xiang's mouth.

"You little girl, what are you talking about!" Mo Zhu panicked and covered Miao Xiang's mouth, her heart was pounding almost to the point of her throat.

Mo Zhu thought that he had hidden his thoughts well, but he didn't expect that Miao Xiang found out.

Mu Qingyu asked with great interest: "Oh? Mo Zhu has someone he likes? You speak out boldly, and I will decide everything for you."

Mo Zhu blushed, and covered Miao Xiang's mouth even tighter, for fear that Miao Xiang would say something earth-shattering again.

"Ma'am, don't listen to Miao Xiang's nonsense, this slave has no sweetheart."

"Okay," Mu Qingyu said slightly disappointed, "If there is someone you like, remember to tell me, and I will make the decision for you. If there is no one you like, I will show you a good marriage. You have been with me for so long , I will not treat you badly."

Mo Zhu gouged Miao Xiang with his eyes, and warned Miao Xiang not to speak nonsense before withdrawing his hand.

Mo Zhu put away his embarrassment, knelt down in front of Mu Qingyu, and said solemnly: "Madam, this servant does not want to get married, and this servant wants to stay by Madam's side for the rest of her life."

Mu Qingyu sighed, and helped Mo Zhu up with his own hands.

She knew Mo Zhu's loyalty to her, but she couldn't delay Mo Zhu just because she needed a capable maid.

In her previous life, Mo Zhu was implicated by herself so that there was no good result. In this life, she must make up for Mo Zhu.

"Okay, okay, I just mentioned it casually, get up quickly." Mu Qingyu made up his mind in his heart to help Mo Zhu take care of him.

After talking for a while, Mu Qingyu was sleepy and had to take a lunch break.

After waiting for Mu Qingyu to rest, Mo Zhu and Miao Xiang went out lightly.

Walking outside, Mo Zhu glared at Miao Xiang, and asked in a low voice, "What did you see?"

Miao Xiang lowered her head like a child who did something wrong, and said honestly: "I see my sister often holding a sachet in a daze, and that sachet looks like it was worn by a man."

Mo Zhu sternly explained: "You read it wrong, I made that sachet for my grandmother, who is getting old and likes dark objects."

Miao Xiang suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

She scratched her head embarrassingly again, "I was impulsive just now, sister, don't take it to heart."

"It's okay, I know you're joking." Mo Zhu said generously.

Miao Xiang still has an errand, so she left again.

Mo Zhu waited for Miao Xiang to leave the courtyard before going to her own room.

She hastily searched out the sachet that Miao Xiang saw from under the bed.

The sachet is made of navy blue, with knotted bamboo embroidered on it, no wonder Miao Xiang admits it was wrong, Mo Zhu picked it up by accident.

After she picked up the sachet, she should have returned it to that person or handed it over to Mu Qingyu for Mu Qingyu to dispose of.

But she was selfish and hid the sachet herself.

There is an insurmountable gap between her and that person, even if Mu Qingyu decides, she and that person are completely impossible.

And she knew even more that the man's heart already had a home.

Mo Zhu thought wildly for a while, then wrapped the sachet with a piece of handkerchief, and put it at the bottom of the cage to hide it.

Mu Qingyu and Changle have a good relationship, and Changle has always been kind to her.

On the day of Changle's birthday banquet, she went to the palace early.

Today's Changle Princess is wearing a bright red skirt, and a delicate peach blossom is painted with rouge between her eyebrows.

She hasn't dressed like this for a long time since the first emperor and the first prince left.

Even so, she will inevitably think of the late emperor and the late prince.

Although the first prince said that his conduct was bad, he still cared about her only younger sister.

In previous years, at her birthday banquet, the former prince would go to great lengths to find good things from all over the place, just to make her smile.

"Your Highness, today is your good day, please smile." The maid advised.

Chang Le twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Your Highness, don't be sad. If the Empress Dowager sees it, she will feel distressed."

Chang Le had a bitter face, "I want to be happy too, but I can't be happy when I think of my father and brother. Now even my brother is weak and sick, maybe one day... alas!"

Now even the court lady has no idea, she doesn't know how to persuade Changle.

The maid guarding the gate came in and said that it was Mu Qingyu who came, so Changle smiled a little.

Mu Qingyu walked up to Chang Le unimpeded all the way, keenly aware of the sadness between Chang Le's brows.

The maid who had been persuading her just now said a few words in Mu Qingyu's ear, and Mu Qingyu smiled knowingly.

"My wife greets His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess." Mu Qingyu bowed his knees and saluted.

Chang Le got up, and personally asked Mu Qingyu to get up, "Sister Qingyu, get up quickly."

Mu Qingyu insisted on kneeling and refused to get up.

"What's wrong with my sister?"

"I have something to ask Your Highness."

"Sister, tell me quickly! I will definitely help you!" Chang Le thought something happened to Mu Qingyu, and asked quickly.

"I came to Your Highness's side as soon as I entered the palace, and I didn't go to pay my respects to the Empress Dowager. When I'm in front of Your Majesty, please ask Your Highness to say something nice for me." Mu Qingyu frowned.

Chang Le breathed a sigh of relief, "So that's what happened, sister, don't worry, it's all on me, let's go, let's go to the mother's side now."

Changle pulled Mu Qingyu up, and patted his chest generously.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

This was the first time that Mu Qingyu begged herself like this, Chang Le forgot her worries, and excitedly pulled Mu Qingyu to the Queen Mother.

Mu Qingyu came early, and there are not many guests entering the palace yet.

The Queen Mother heard what Chang Le said, and said with a smile: "So that's the case, if you hadn't helped to speak, I would not have spared Yu'er lightly."

Knowing that it was a joke, everyone in the palace laughed.