"It's because the princess doesn't like the concubine's clothes too festively, and it's said it doesn't fit the concubine's temperament."

The palace maid on the side saw a little displeasure in Murong An's expression, and she smiled and muttered.

"She's so cares about it."

After spat, Murong An said coldly impatiently.

"The princess should have taken care of the concubines."

He carefully picked up a piece of dessert and handed it to the eldest prince, and said softly.

"That's for others, there's no need to do you. It's because I have too few concubines, so she always keeps her eye on you!"

After eating a few bites of snacks, he said impatiently.

When I first got married, it was obviously not bad, so why did she become like this after so little time?

Maybe she was like this, but she didn't notice it before?

"What is your Highness thinking?"

Seeing that Murong An didn't say anything for a long time, Qingxue asked softly.

"It's nothing, Xue'er can play by herself, I have something to deal with."

After recovering from his senses, Murong An got up and walked out.

Qingxue sent the person to the door. When she saw that the person was walking away, she breathed a sigh of relief. She turned to the little palace maid who had just run back and asked, "Have you brought the words?"

“Take it.”

The palace maid said respectfully.

Qingxue then breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "I hope Miss Shen can escape this disaster."

"Empress Do not mention this matter in the future. If it reaches the ears of the eldest prince's concubine, you will be in trouble."

The palace maid on the side was shocked and carefully grabbed Qingxue's sleeve and whispered.

"I know this, so I will not go out to talk nonsense."

Qingxue nodded, sighed, and said helplessly.

Not long after Murong An walked out of Qingxue Pavilion, he saw a little eunuch running over, saluted the eldest prince, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, the person has arrived."

Murong An nodded and left the palace. In just half an hour, he walked to a teahouse.

This teahouse is Murong An Industry. He doesn't want Murong Hui to expose all the industries to everyone's eyes.

This property was also purchased according to the names of his staff, and now it has become the place where he meets with his subordinates.

This place seems to be secret, but in fact it has always been under Murong Jun's surveillance, but Murong An has never known it.

Under such circumstances, Murong An naturally felt at ease and boldly met anyone he wanted to meet in this place.

As soon as he arrived at the teahouse, two middle-aged men knelt down and saluted him respectfully: "Are the eldest prince."

"Get up, let what you do?"

Murong An had always lacked patience and asked anxiously when he sat at the table.

"Return to Your Highness, since you were in a low position two years ago, you have been looking for orphan training. Now you have secretly trained thirty-four dead soldiers, just waiting to serve Your Highness."

One of the middle-aged men stood up and said to Murong An, with a little pride in his expression. It was exciting to do such things under the emperor's nose, so he felt a little proud.

"Too little, train more."

After saying that, he winked at the eunuch beside him. The eunuch immediately stepped forward and handed a stack of silver notes to the middle-aged man.

"And you?"

Murong An asked impatiently when he saw another mustache, he didn't say anything.

"Go back to Your Highness, you have found it."

As the bearded spoke, he asked someone to take a big box over. The moment he opened the box, a golden light flashed.

"It's pretty good, put it away."

Murong An's mouth raised, feeling that he was in a pretty good mood today, at least what he wanted to do was going well.

When he returned to the palace, he saw Murong Hui coming back from the study room from afar.

The two met on the long street. If they didn't say hello, it would be unruly, so they nodded at each other at the same time.

"An'er's face is not very good today, so she needs to pay more attention to rest."

Murong Hui had to say something politely, but in fact there was no turmoil in her heart.

"Hmph, you should also rest more and meddle in other people's business."

It was really hypocritical. Murong An cursed in his heart and said coldly.

Murong Hui pretended not to hear it, and after that, she walked straight ahead. When she returned to Jieyi Palace, Murong Hui breathed a sigh of relief and asked in a low voice: "Have you sent the letter to Chen Jing?"

"Don't worry, your highness has already been sent out."

Qingyue, who was beside her, fanned her fan and said helplessly.

She had seen in the past that Tan Yanran was a person who had no bottom line in order to achieve his goal.

But she didn't expect that she would stretch her hand so long and come up with such a sinister way to plot against Chen Jing.

"I hope she can escape this disaster."

In the past, Murong Hui thought that Chen Jing and Murong An would eventually get married, but she didn't expect that the two of them would have a lot of trouble. Moreover, if they were not careful about this, it might lead to a regret for their lives. 536 Literature

"Your Highness, don't think too much. I have boiled water for you. Your Highness will take a shower and rest early."

Seeing Murong Hui's frowning, Madam Huang couldn't help but sigh and said.

"No, in a few days, please ask the two doctors taught by Madam Zhang to take care of Chen Jing, don't take advantage of the loopholes."

Murong Hui walked around the room for a few times, but said worriedly.

"I will ask someone to arrange it tomorrow morning."

Seeing Murong Hui so worried, Madam Huang hurriedly responded.

Murong Hui then rested with confidence. After three days, Murong Hui took her things to visit Chen Jing.

Chen Jing was in good spirits, especially under the care of the two doctors, she seemed to be much better than before.

"This is the autumn clothes I have made for you. Just stay here with peace of mind. Anyway, the imperial decree has been issued, and no one dares to say that you are wrong."

After handing over the things to Chen Jing, Murong Hui said with a smile.

"Thank you for your help, but I have already sent a letter from my daughter's house and asked me to go home."

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Jing finally couldn't stand the order of her parents, so she told her the truth.

"I've come very easily, but you can't stay with me for a few more days?"

After hearing what she said, Murong Hui couldn't help but narrow her eyes. She was aware of some things about Chen Jing's family.

The most commendable thing about Anyang Bo Mansion is their family’s population.

Anyang Bo of all dynasties liked to take concubines very much, with many concubines and many other concubines, and especially liked to marry the daughter of a merchant.

In addition, Anyang Bo Mansion is good at operating, so the people in Anyang Bo Mansion are too talkative and have money, which often becomes a major feature in Beijing.

Under such circumstances, even if Chen Jing became Murong Ning's concubine, she still couldn't block the leisurely mouth of the people in Anyang Bo's mansion.

Such remarks are enough to drive people crazy, so Murong Hui doesn't want her to go back.

"Since that's the case, how long will your Highness stay here?"

Chen Jing nodded. Since Murong Hui was willing to live here, she had reason to continue to delay and not go back.

Others think that life in the palace is not easy, but in Shen Jing's opinion, life in the palace is not very sad.

The right and wrong she had at home was no less than in the palace. Even if she was the legitimate daughter, she would have no less intrigue.

"After you left like this, I simply asked my aunt to stop the class in the study room first. I don't have to attend classes now, so I just stay casually and go back after I have enough. I'm thinking that the weather will be colder in half a month. How about we stay here before the weather turns colder?"

After thinking about it in his heart, Murong Hui thought that in another month and a half, Murong Ning's 14th birthday would be, but he could get engaged. After the matter was settled, Chen Jing would not suffer too much criticism even if she went back.

"Then you will follow Your Highness."

Seeing Murong Hui say this, Chen Jing nodded and smiled.

Murong Hui returns to the city from time to time to visit Gao Ziyue and Xu Qing, and stays with Chen Jing in the village on weekdays.

Murong Ning was busy with his studies and was taken to study government affairs by Murong Jun, so he really had no energy to see Chen Jing, but he often asked someone to send things over. A month and a half passed in a blink of an eye. According to the rules of the palace, the Ministry of Rites would send the betrothal gift to Anyang Bo Mansion.

"Chen Jing, clean up, I will go back to the palace tomorrow. I will send you back before returning to the palace."

Seeing that the betrothal gifts had arrived at Anyang Bo Mansion, Chen Jing should go back to prepare for the marriage, so Murong Hui asked Chen Jing to take two doctors to return to Anyang Bo Mansion together.

"Thanks to Your Highness' care these days, Chen Jing has no choice but to repay him. If there is anything that can be used by Chen Jing in the future, he will definitely die!"

Chen Jing knelt on the ground crying and gave a big gift to Murong Hui.

"Look, this scene is so familiar, this guy is used to buying people's hearts."
To be continued...