Transmigration: Prince, Step Aside

If not for the solemn atmosphere, she might have laughed out loud, "You, the daughter of a martial arts man, still knows four books and five scriptures? Singing poems as opposed to each other? "

This was right, not to mention other things, just the poems in Mu Zhihuan's mind could instantly kill half of the people present, it had to be known that the effect of the《 Chinese Poetry Meet》 on her was still significant.

Although no one was as good as she was, she had a little more poetry than most people. The reason why she didn't want to go to the crown prince's residence to recite poems was because she was afraid that if she couldn't find the sentence that matched the situation at that time, she would be exposed.

However, the matter now was completely innocent, and Mu Zhihuan no longer wanted to pretend to be a big tail wolf.

Seeing the disbelieving look on Consort Xian's face, Mu Zhihuan immediately said, "A hateful spirit cultivator is truly vast and mighty, you will eventually not be able to test the hearts of the people. All the girls are jealous of the beauty of the moth, and are rumoured to call Yu the scoundrel. "

With just four short sentences, it shocked everyone in the hall.

Even the emperor couldn't help but look at Mu Zhihuan in a different light.

Although Jiang Zisu and Jiang Zimu had long since seen Mu Zhihuan's attainments in poetry in the brothels, this kind of shocking feeling of being able to hear it from the mouth still shocked the two of them.

'All the women are jealous of my beauty. They spread rumors and slandered me for being so coquettish and lascivious. This was simply Mu Zhihuan's current situation.

Satisfied with the surprise in their eyes, Mu Zhihuan arrogantly raised the corner of her mouth.

He was, after all, someone from the 21st century, "Now, do you believe in me, Empress Consort Xian?"

Even if he didn't believe it, it was impossible. Consort Xian's face was ashen, and she wanted to say something, but seeing that the emperor's expression wasn't good, she could only swallow her words.

"I didn't expect that the Prince Lee's Concubine would have such a high achievement level of poetry. It's all my fault for believing the slanderous words of others and for thinking that you, Princess, would be so disrespectful … and things... I'm here to apologize. "

Since they were willing to let go of their stance and apologize to Mu Zhihuan in front of so many people, if Mu Zhihuan continued to pursue the matter any further, it would seem to be extremely unkind.

This Consort Xian really had a good plan.

The corner of Mu Zhihuan's mouth twitched, and then she forced out a smile, "What are you saying, the Queen of Consort Xian is only protecting the dignity of the imperial family. Zhihuan absolutely does not dare to blame her."

Then, the farce came to an end.

When everyone had left, Jiang Zisu quickly walked to Mu Zhihuan's side and pulled her out: "How is it? Are you okay? "

Mu Zhihuan shrugged her shoulders, "It's fine, since I'm upright, I'm not afraid of slanting."

Seeing that she still didn't mind at all, Jiang Zisu heaved a sigh of relief in his heart: "I had originally wanted to find someone to notify me about this matter, but I couldn't find the opportunity. How did you offend Consort Xian?"

And report back to him?

Mu Zhihuan stared blankly at him, then recalled the words of the emperor in the great hall just now, saying that he would be thrown into a prison, and this person had pleaded for mercy on him.

"If you want to offend him, you should do the same."

Jiang Zisu raised his eyebrows, he knew that there was something he wanted to say, "Tell me when you get back, Consort Xian will not be satisfied with the loss this time, we have to be on guard against any unforeseen circumstances."

We?

Mu Zhihuan looked at Jiang Zisu suspiciously. What's wrong with this person? Feeling like he was helping her all along?

Under these circumstances, Jiang Zisu did not add insult to injury, and had even helped her before. It would be false to say that he was not shocked.

"It's nothing, I can solve …"

Before he even finished speaking, Mu Zhihuan's wrist was tightly grabbed by Jiang Zisu.

A hint of irritation flashed across his cold and arrogant face. It seemed so natural for Gu Mingxuan to save this woman. If he wanted to help her, he would refuse her a thousand times.

"Mu Zhihuan, this is not a matter for you alone. The entire Duke Palaces might be in trouble because of your actions, I hope that you can understand this point."

Seeing the astonishment that flashed across Mu Zhihuan's face, Jiang Zisu slowed down his tone: "Don't risk your life."

Jiang Zisu had a very complicated expression on his face when he said the last sentence. It made it so that Mu Zhihuan had no idea whether this person was angry or not.

"Oh, I understand. I will explain it to you."

Seeing that Mu Zhihuan had agreed, Jiang Zisu's attitude softened: "Let's go, Ran'er should be worried."

Mu Zhihuan didn't expect that Jiang Zisu's attitude would change so quickly. He woodenly nodded, and even forgot to hold his hand.

In the distance, a pair of clear and cold eyes watched this scene in a dense manner. Within those icy cold eyes were a layer of black mist that caused one to feel a chill in their bones.

Once he returned to the Duke Palace, the Tuanzi was already anxiously waiting at the entrance.

His mother, who had been playing with him, was suddenly called away.

Although Tuanzi didn't understand how powerful this was, he was still very uneasy in his heart.

Seeing that person, the Tuanzi quickly ran to Mu Zhihuan's side: "Mother! Father! You guys came back? "

Mu Zhihuan bent over and hugged him, then kissed Tuanzi's chubby face that had already been raised by him. "Ran'er is so obedient today? Waiting for me? "

Tuanzi nodded his head like he was pounding garlic: "En!"

Hearing the news, Yang Qiuyu also walked over, and seeing that Jiang Zisu was alright, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness, what exactly is going on? You called both you and your sister over? "

Glancing at the unconscious Mu Zhihuan, Jiang Zisu retracted his gaze. "Nothing, let's return to the manor first."

Seeing that Mu Zhihuan was about to disappear while carrying Tuanzi, Jiang Zisu called out softly, "Mu Zhihuan, come to my study later."

"Oh!" Mu Zhihuan turned her head around. She didn't notice that her legs had staggered, and she almost fell down, along with herself and Tuanzi.

Seeing this hilarious scene, the corners of Jiang Zisu's mouth raised slightly, and he burst out laughing.

Qiuyu stood at the side, clenching her fists tightly, her eyes filled with hatred.

Mu Zhihuan waited until the Tuanzi had all gone to sleep before she went to Jiang Zisu's place.

Seeing that she had finally arrived, Jiang Zisu put down the book in his hand, slightly lifting his eyes and looked at Mu Zhihuan: "You can say it now."

Mu Zhihuan curled her lips, and told the others that she opened a fatty powder shop outside, and then went into the business of 'Luo Mei Xuan'.

Of course, he did not forget to count Hua Song's matters. After all, it was mainly Hua Song who was causing trouble.

After Jiang Zisu heard this, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What is your relationship with Gu Mingxuan?"

Initially, she thought that Yun Che would mind his own business, but she didn't expect to ask Gu Mingxuan. After being questioned for a long time, Mu Zhihuan finally said, "It's alright."

Looking at the emperor's appearance in the great hall today, he probably wanted Gu Mingxuan to marry to the Princess Pingle.

A crown prince from another country, a princess, she was perfect, so she was nothing.

After staring at Mu Zhihuan for a long time, the expression she had when looking at Gu Mingxuan in the palace was still fresh in her mind.