Before Mu Nanxi stepped into the palace, a crisp and delicate female voice came from the palace, like an oriole in the morning, very sweet.
The voice became clearer and clearer from far to near, as if it contained endless thoughts and expectations.
Suddenly, a red figure rushed out of the house. Zhao Shuer held up the hem of her gorgeous skirt and trotted lightly.
There was a bright smile on her face and glistening tears in her eyes.
She threw herself into Qi Zhiheng's arms without hesitation, "Your Majesty, you are finally back. Shu'er is very worried about him and misses him very much!"
But Qi Zhiheng didn't understand Feng Qing and pushed Zhao Shu'er away with a displeased look on his face.
"Your Majesty!" Zhao Shuer coquettishly wanted to step forward again.
Ke Rongfeng's eyes were quick and he immediately walked forward quickly and stopped in front of her, preventing her from getting closer.
"Shu'er has been looking forward to it day and night. She sends envoys to the city gate every day to inquire about news, just thinking that she can see the prince as soon as possible!" Zhao Shu'er raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, "It's because Shu'er missed the prince too much. I have lost my etiquette, please punish Shuer."
Zhao Shu'er looked so cute and tender. No matter who saw her, she would not be willing to make the beauty feel cold. She would definitely want to keep her sweet and sweet in her arms and comfort her.
Seeing this, Mu Nanxi felt bored and simply prepared to bypass them and enter the house directly.
If you have time to watch the drama of Lang Qing and Concubine here, it would be better to take a hot bath.
But as soon as she took a few steps, a broad palm was attached to her arm.
Mu Nanxi frowned and looked at Qi Zhiheng, with a bad tone: "What are you doing?"
But Qi Zhiheng didn't respond and directly pulled her towards the palace.
Mu Nanxi was caught off guard and had no time to shake off the strong palm. She was dragged so hard that she almost stumbled a few steps before following him.
"What are you doing! Let me go!" Mu Nanxi's tone was impatient and irritable.
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Zhao Shuer stood there, watching their leaving figures, the anger in her heart as uncontrollable as a burning flame.
Jealousy and anger shone in her eyes, and she wished she could get rid of Mu Nanxi quickly.
The prince has just returned to the capital, and he must have not heard of the scandal about that little bitch Mu Nanxi.
If the prince knew about Mu Nanxi Hongxing's affair, he would definitely be furious and kill the little bitch.
By then, she, Zhao Shuer, will be the mistress of this palace, and her status will be unmatched by anyone.
She thought to herself, with a sneer on her lips.
"Let you be proud for a few more days!" She gritted her teeth and murmured in a low voice, with a cold light shining in her eyes.
Qi Zhiheng pulled Mu Nanxi towards Shaoyunxuan. When the female servant in the courtyard saw this, she immediately held her breath and did not dare to make any movement for fear of attracting Qi Zhiheng's attention.
Their master's escape seemed like it happened yesterday.
But now that the prince has brought his master back, all the female servants in Shaoyunxuan are feeling uneasy. They don't know what the prince will do with the princess, and they don't know if they will be implicated in this.
Mu Nanxi saw their little thoughts and couldn't help feeling a little guilty in her heart.
When she fled the palace, she only cared about the safety of herself and Chu Ning, and did not think too much about the lives and deaths of these people.
But after the incident in Youzhou, a different kind of emotion arose in her heart. At this time, she absolutely did not want anyone to lose their life because of her.
"Thank you." Mu Nanxi said softly.
Qi Zhiheng thought it was an auditory hallucination, stopped in disbelief and looked at Mu Nanxi, "What did you say?"
Mu Nanxi was speechless, took a few steps forward, opened the door and entered the bedroom.
Qi Zhiheng followed closely behind, with a teasing smile on his lips.
He crossed his arms across his chest, leaned against the door, and looked at Mu Nanxi with interest, "What? Is your concubine shy too?"
Mu Nanxi turned around and glared at him, really not understanding why someone could be so annoying.
But Qi Zhiheng seemed not to notice the displeasure in Mu Nanxi's eyes, and just stepped forward.
Hot breath brushed against Mu Nanxi's cheek, and her heart tightened. She wanted to retreat but was pushed against the wall by Qi Zhiheng, unable to move.
Seeing the crimson blush on her cheeks and the trace of panic in her eyes, Qi Zhiheng's smiling face suddenly became a little inexplicably restrained.
His eyes finally fell on the girl's pink lips, his throat was unbearably dry, and his heart was burning with desire...
