It was another spring, and Shuhua went to Tiaoshui Lane again.
The apricot blossoms at the entrance of the alley are blooming brilliantly, and the fallen flowers are colorful.
There was no rain this time, just warm sunshine and a gentle warm breeze.
The Shaomai seller and his wife were bickering, mixing and cooking, and playing with the child. The child was very cute, as soft and glutinous as a small dumpling.
Shu Hua propped up his chin and looked at it, smiling as he looked at it.
With the sound of horse hooves, Murong Hao and Mu Yusheng passed by the door. When they saw her, they dismounted and entered.
An unexpected encounter always makes people extra excited. Shuhua only smiled at Murong Hao and couldn't remember anything else.
They didn't talk about poetry and literature this time, they just talked about ordinary daily life, telling each other in a low and intimate voice what they had done recently.
Mu Yusheng quietly dismissed the other diners and stood guard at the door to look out for them.
Shuhua occasionally looked up at him and always met a pair of gentle, clean, smiling eyes.
People who cannot speak know how to express their moods with their eyes.
She felt Mu Yusheng's sincere joy and blessings.
He was happy for her and hoped that she would live well and get what she wanted.
She also noticed that his condition was getting better day by day, and his eyes were happy and bright.
She has been communicating with Murong Hao through him these days, and they are quite familiar with each other. She likes his attentiveness, consideration and quietness very much.
She couldn't help but suggest to Murong Hao: "If there is a suitable candidate, we should give Yu Sheng a family."
Murong Hao was quite surprised: "Will you help Yu Sheng make a family?"
Shuhua said: "Yes, this way someone will take care of him."
Murong Hao was particularly happy. He asked Mu Yusheng: "What kind of woman do you like? I will help you propose marriage. You don't have to worry about the cost. I will take care of everything."
Mu Yusheng smiled and shook his head, pointed to his mouth, and gently waved his hands, indicating that he was born with a disability and a low status, so it would be better not to harm others.
Shuhua disagreed: "If you really like it, these are not problems."
Mu Yusheng firmly refused and walked away.
He turned his head away, pursed his lips slightly, and looked sadly at the apricot tree with swaying petals.
Murong Hao said to Shu Hua in a low voice: "Don't worry... It is rare to have a good character and outstanding talent for the rest of your life, but the experience is too miserable, don't worry, we will always be good to him, and he will get better slowly..."
Shuhua understood that he was tactfully reminding her that people born with disabilities are inevitably lonely and eccentric, so it would be better to interfere less.
She looked at Murong Hao with a smile until she saw him blushing and feeling shy: "Why are you staring at me like this?"
"I think His Highness is very good like this. He has a loving heart and is meticulous and gentle."
Shuhua brought a plate of freshly cooked Shaomai to Mu Yusheng and sincerely apologized to him.
"Don't blame me. If you don't want to, just don't want to. I won't force you. Whenever you need something, just ask."
Mu Yusheng didn't expect Shuhua to come specifically to look for him.
He stared blankly at Shaomai, then raised his eyes to look at her blankly, his eyes full of reluctance and sadness.
His lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word, so his eyes turned red, his head hung, and he was trembling uncontrollably.
Shuhua felt strange: "Did something happen to you?"
Murong Hao suddenly groaned in pain. He held his stomach and blood spilled from the corners of his lips, which was a sign of poisoning.
Shuhua and Mu Yusheng didn't care about anything else and hurriedly went up to investigate the situation, arranged for treatment, and found someone to deliver a message to the palace.
In this way, the private meeting between her and Murong Hao could no longer be concealed, and no one believed that it was a chance encounter.
While waiting for Murong Hao to wake up, several princes came after hearing the news and surrounded her, spying, taunting, suppressing and intimidating her.
The goddess had the pride of a goddess, so Shuhua said nothing and remained silent.
The eldest prince was the oldest, the first to be crowned king, and the most temperamental. He was determined to win over her and came prepared.
"Feng Yu Ling, I suspect that you have poisoned your seventh brother, and you must be interrogated separately!"
He waved, and several strange-looking people ran out and reached out to catch Shuhua.
The third prince shouted: "Monk! Brother, you actually asked a monk to deal with Shuhua. She is the auspiciousness of the Guo Kingdom and cannot tolerate any mistakes. I will not let you succeed!"
The third prince also recruited a group of monks to fight with the eldest prince.
Shuhua watched the brothers quarrel indifferently, wondering why they could always find so many excuses and reasons.
The second prince pestered her graciously: "Don't be afraid, Miss Shu, I will protect you."
The fourth prince looked vicious and cruel: "You have actually fallen in love with that coward, Old Seventh. How can he be so virtuous? He is not even worthy of carrying my shoes."
The fifth prince was heartbroken: "I have wasted my years waiting for you, and we have not yet gotten married, but you are secretly having sex with Lao Qi!"
The sixth prince said bitterly: "You just told me last month that you would never marry in this life, but you changed your mind in the blink of an eye. The seventh brother has been insidious since he was a child, and you will suffer a lot from him."
A figure squeezed into the crowd and stood firmly in front of Shuhua. It was Mu Yusheng.
With a cold look on his face, he held up the old emperor's handwriting and ordered several princes to rush to the imperial court immediately to obey his orders. They were not to frighten or disturb Shuhua, otherwise it would be regarded as treason.
In an instant, everything in front of Shuhua was pure.
She asked Mu Yusheng curiously: "How did you obtain the handwriting?"
After sending Murong Hao back to the prince's residence, he disappeared. He didn't expect that he was busy with this. With his status, it is really rare to be able to ask for a handwriting in time.
Mu Yusheng lowered his eyes and refused to answer.
The gestures were ugly, and he didn't want her to see his ugliness.
Fortunately, Shuhua also understood him and immediately stopped asking: "You are really talented, have foresight, and can get things done."
Mu Yusheng didn't look complacent at all, he pointed at her seriously.
"It's all because of my reputation. Does Your Majesty value me?" Shuhua understood what he meant.
He nodded solemnly, pointed at the already dark sky, and made a sleeping posture, asking her to rest while he guarded Murong Hao.
Shuhua said: "Let's go together."
The two of them sat and stood together, quietly and harmoniously, just like he had done countless times before, waiting for her to reply.
Suddenly a doctor came in and said that he had been ordered by the emperor to treat the seventh prince.
When Shuhua stepped forward to help, the doctor suddenly pulled out a dagger and stabbed her belly hard.
He was a very powerful monk, and Shu Hua couldn't get away. She thought she would die, but Mu Yusheng rushed forward to block the first blow for her regardless of life or death.
After that, Murong Hao woke up with a start, grabbed the monk's knife with his bare hands, struggled and bit the monk's hand with his teeth.
He was stabbed several times and blood flowed all over the floor.
The three of them worked together desperately and finally brought the monk down. The three bloody people looked at each other and laughed stupidly.
Murong Hao fainted again. This time Shuhua did not choose to avoid suspicion. She held him tightly in her arms until the old emperor arrived.
The monk who assassinated Shuhua was sent by a neighboring country. There was a dispute between the two countries. Seeing the Guo Kingdom becoming increasingly prosperous and powerful, the other party couldn't help but be jealous and resentful, so they wanted to get rid of Shuhua.
As for the poison that Murong Hao was poisoned, the other six princes were all suspected.
The old emperor looked serious: "Shuhua, are you sure you choose him?" (End of Chapter)
