Concubine Cao Shu looked at Mu Yu's delicate little figure with some resentment, and then looked at her increasingly rich body, she had to think about it for a long time to eat a bite of pastries, the emperor became more and more out of thought, and it was difficult for her to lose weight.

The dead girl ate two bowls of Bigen rice, half a roast suckling pig, roast duck, roast chicken, white balls, and Sixi balls, and they didn't fall into the same place, so why didn't they become a pig? People are more angry than people!

Mu Xin was stunned, the small chopsticks in her hand didn't move, and then smiled: "Sister Huang is so good, the amount she eats is enough for Xin'er for a day!" ”

Si Zhaoyi couldn't wait to cover Mu Xin's mouth, can the boiling water touch casually? I've suffered a few losses, why don't you have a long memory?

Although Mu Yu was grounded, the emperor did not remove her from her position as assistant to the palace affairs, let alone take back the black dragon jade pendant, which was to poke down the basket that was unfavorable for the treatment of the epidemic, and was only slightly grounded.

After the ban was lifted, the emperor was still favored by her, and the crown prince was behind.

Mu Yu said with a smile: "Dining with my father and everyone, I am in a very good mood, so I used it more!" There is not much rice in Xin'er's bowl, is it unappetizing? ”

Mu Xin's face turned pale for a moment, attracted by Mu Yu's appetite and her father's love for Mu Yu and sour, and the food was tasteless, and the rice in the bowl was naturally not less.

She dared to complain about the imperial food given by her father, because she didn't want to do it! Mu Yu is really insidious!

Si Zhaoyi grabbed the handkerchief in one hand under the dining table, Xin'er, what kind of words should be said on what occasion, how many times has my mother already said it, and it is time to remember it for a long time.

Mu Yu is no longer the stupid person who allows others to bully, she has planted a heel in her hands more ruthlessly than ever, even Concubine Cao Shufei doesn't want to get any advantage in her hands, and the prince even avoids it and doesn't dare to deal with evil.

Xin'er, a silly girl!

Mu Xin didn't dare to look at Mu Zhanfeng, but glanced at Si Zhaoyi, who didn't care, knowing that this move had provoked her mother, and she didn't expect Mu Yu to become so tricky.

"Father's imperial meal is the best meal in the world, but Xin'er has been suffering from a bitter summer recently, and she doesn't think about eating, so it's no wonder that the imperial sister is!"

Mu Yu smiled: "Summer is almost over, and Xin'er's appetite should also get better." The hawthorn soup given by my father is excellent, appetizing and helps digestion, Xin'er might as well try it! ”

A trace of disgust flashed in Mu Lian's eyes, she hated hawthorn the most, but only the closest people around her knew, even if she didn't like it, she had to eat two bites in front of everyone, so as not to let others see the clues, how did Mu Yu know?

took her father to press her, disgusted her under the guise of being good for her, and she still had to be grateful to Dade, hateful.

"Thank you so much to my father, thank you to my sister!"

Mu Yu smiled: "My own sisters, you don't need to be polite!" ”

If you want to fight with her and find trouble, you have to re-evaluate whether your level is enough, so as to save her time.

When someone who wants to take a thorn sees this, he immediately stops his drums to avoid getting into trouble.

The meal passed in harmony, looking at Mu Zhanfeng's tired face, everyone retreated one by one, Mu Zhanfeng waved his hand, and the family gathering dispersed.

Walking to a rockery, Mu Yu suddenly ordered the car to stop and leave first, and then got out of the car with Daji, Ping'er followed behind, walking slowly.

Mu Yu glanced around, the night was falling, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, the fragrance of flowers was bursting, refreshing, and it was undoubtedly the best place to walk.

Mu Yu suddenly turned around and glared at Ping'er sharply: "Tell me, what happened to the cuckoo?" Hide the consequences of me and leave Xingchen Palace directly, you think about it clearly. ”

Ping'er knelt on the ground with a puff, trembling all over, very flustered, I really didn't expect the eldest princess to suddenly make trouble, after all, she had been calm and convinced before, how could she be in trouble all of a sudden?

"Eldest princess, it's not that the slave doesn't want to say it, but the slave can't say it."

Mu Yu's voice was cold: "Can't you say that you lied to me three or four times?" Ping'er, I've given you many opportunities, but you never cherish it, so leave Xingchen Palace tomorrow! ”

Ping'er burst into tears, panicked, and knelt down to hug Mu Yu's legs: "Eldest princess, the slave maid really has a last resort, and the matter of Sister Du Juan is not that the slave and maid don't say it, but that they really can't say it." ”

Mu Yu calmed down: "What did the cuckoo do wrong?" ”

Ping'er's body was shocked, and her eyes were full of fear: "Eldest princess, do you know everything?" ”

Mu Yu: "Apart from this, who would dare to detain the people of my Star Palace?" ”

Ping'er's shock in her heart was a little less, and she said: "Eldest princess, Sister Du Juan's life is not in danger, and the emperor has already lost her hair lightly in front of the eldest princess." ”

Mu Yu: "Okay, you get up!" ”

After speaking, Mu Yu turned around and walked back. Ping'er knew that something was wrong at a glance, but she didn't dare to stop anything, the momentum on the eldest princess was too terrifying.

Calm down, don't do anything irreparable!

Mu Yu: Don't worry, I know it!

In the imperial study, Mu Zhanfeng was drinking the food tea, while dealing with the mountains of folds, Shen Qihua was shaking the fan on the side, which was very comfortable.

Recently, good news has been coming from various places, the epidemic, floods, and droughts have all eased, and it is time for the autumn harvest to come, and when the next year's grain is planted in various places, you can sit back and relax.

"Report to the emperor, the eldest princess is here!" A little eunuch came in in a panic and said.

Shen Qihua glared: "The eldest princess is here, why should she be so flustered and unorthodox?" ”

The little eunuch said, "Yes! It's a slave who has no form, please forgive the emperor! ”

Mu Zhanfeng put down the fold in his hand: "What's the matter with Auntie coming back?" ”

Little eunuch: "The slave doesn't know! ”

Mu Zhanfeng: "What are you panicking about?" ”

The little eunuch: ""

The eldest princess didn't do anything, just had a cold face, could he say that he was frightened by the momentum exuded by the eldest princess?

"Back to the emperor, the slave thought that the eldest princess was going and returning to have something important to return to the emperor, and he was in a hurry, so please forgive the emperor!"

Mu Zhanfeng took a new fold: "Well, let Grandma come in!" ”

Mu Yu came over with precipitation, looking at Mu Zhanfeng who neither saluted nor spoke, Mu Zhanfeng, who was watching the folding, couldn't help but be curious, and raised his head to look at Mu Yu, who was angry, sad and incredulous.

"Why did my father treat the cuckoo like this? What did she do wrong? ”

Mu Yu's voice was cold, which was very different from the usual dependence and coquettishness.

Mu Zhanfeng's expression did not change, and said, "Du Juan, is the palace maid who takes care of you?" ”

Mu Yu nodded: "It's the queen mother who left to take care of me, if the mistake made by Du Juan is not serious, please let her go!" ”

Mu Zhanfeng: "I don't know what she did wrong, I don't know, I asked someone to check it out, and I'll give you the news in two days!" ”

"Thank you, Father! If nothing else, Grandma will retire! ”

Mu Zhanfeng looked down at the fold again, clicked, and Mu Yu went down. Hearing the sound of the door closing, Mu Zhanfeng threw down the fold in his hand, his face cold.

"Let's look into this!"

Shen Qian Flower Road went down, Mu Zhan looked at the vermilion gate, sighed softly, his mind was complicated, gloomy and uncertain.

In a small pavilion in a lake with rippling blue waves, a young man dressed in moon-white woven ink and bamboo inscription on the left edge of the edge is splashing ink in front of a book case.