In the 22nd year of the reign of Tanglin Guozi

A bustling scene in the resplendent imperial palace was a gathering of Chinese military officials to celebrate the Empress Dowager's 60th birthday.

In the flower-filled Imperial Garden, tables are filled with delicacies, and in the center of the dance floor, beautiful dancers with slender bodies are dancing to the sound of silk and bamboo.

On a remote path, a palace maid hurriedly led the woman behind her to a certain place, and soon stopped in front of an old palace gate, the slightly rusty palace gate and mottled wall skin all reveal the remoteness of this place.

"Are you sure that the prince's brother asked me to meet here?" the woman pursed her red mouth, her face was full of excitement and joy on her heavy makeup, and the eyes were as thick as the eyeliner on a brush painting that made it impossible to distinguish her eyes.

The palace maid struggled to control her expression and not let herself show disgust, "Yes, Miss Mu." Miss Mu has a noble status, but she will be a royal family and nobleman in the future, and the slave and maid will naturally not dare to deceive Miss Mu. ”

The woman in front of her who hurt her eyes can actually become the crown princess, she really feels worthless for His Royal Highness the Prince, and she also feels wronged by the eldest ladies in the city. But as long as it is past today, she will never be able to have this dream again!

These words made Mu Xianxian very useful, she proudly raised the corners of her bright red mouth, straightened her chest proudly, took a jade bracelet from her wrist and handed it to the palace maid.

"I rewarded you, you also know that Miss Ben is the crown princess selected by the emperor's golden mouth, and if you follow me in the future, you will naturally be indispensable. Before she could finish speaking, she lifted the corner of her skirt and hurriedly pushed open the door and entered the palace.

On weekdays, the prince's brother doesn't even look at her, let alone talk to him, today the prince's brother will invite her to have a private meeting in the palace, it seems that the prince's brother still has her in his heart, she can't let the prince's brother wait.

The palace maid looked at Mu Xian's cheerful back, her eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain, she checked the bracelet on her hand and stuffed the green bracelet into her sleeve.

When she saw Mu Xianxian enter the house, she followed and closed the door and locked it, and then waited outside the door to investigate the situation.

As soon as Mu Xianxian opened the door and entered the house, he smelled a strong fragrance, Mu Xianxian couldn't help frowning, he couldn't imagine that the most refined prince brother on weekdays actually liked the sweet and somewhat unscrupulous incense.

It seems that Xiaoyu and the others are right, the prince's brother really likes fragrance, fortunately, she spread a lot of incense powder on her body today, and smoked incense for two hours.

"Brother Prince, Xian'er is here, where are you?" Mu Xianxian glanced around and didn't see the prince, so she asked out loud.

Strange to say, it has only been a few months, and she actually feels a little stuffy, her face is covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her face is slightly red.

"Brother Prince?" Mu Xianxian walked into the house a little more, there was still nothing inside, and there was no trace of Brother Prince, could it be that the palace maid deliberately deceived her, and Brother Prince didn't ask her out at all?

Mu Xianxian was irritable in her heart, a little angry, and felt even more dry in her mouth, and even her breathing was a little worse.

"My good sister, my brother is here!" a lewd voice sounded, and two thick arms slammed around Mu Xian's slender waist from behind.

Although Mu Xianxian's mind was a little confused at the moment, listening to this frivolous voice and fat arms, he instantly knew that this was not the prince's brother's.

"You dog, let go of Miss Ben!" she struggled, she was going to be the crown princess in the future, how could she let this disciple who didn't know where to take advantage of her?

Mu Xianxian tried hard to break free, but the only little three-legged cat kung fu she had could not perform at this time, she only felt more dizzy and weak.

Mu Xianxian is not stupid, and she guessed that there must be something wrong with the strange fragrance when she entered the door.

"Hahaha, I'm a dog, then my dog thing will make you happy, good sister, don't struggle!" the man buried his face in Mu Xian's shoulder and neck and began to rub.

Mu Xian was embarrassed and angry, and turned her head sharply to see the man's face clearly.

"Yang Zhen, you shameless slut, do you know who I am, dare to be inferior to me!" Mu Xianxian hated to kill the hippie smiling man behind him with a knife, but unfortunately he couldn't use any strength in his body, and the heat wave in his body was higher and higher, as if he was going to devour her.

"How could I not know? Mu Xianxian, the daughter of the Mu family, can I still remember this scar on my face!"

Yang Zhen walked around to Mu Xianxian and brought his greasy face like a pig's head to Mu Xianxian's eyes, only to see that there was a finger-long scar on the right side of his face, which was terrifyingly entrenched on his oily face, which looked a little funny.

Yang Zhen felt very happy when he saw Mu Xianxian being weak and powerless in front of him.

Not long ago, he had only verbally teased her, and this damned woman had left this indelible scar on her face.

He naturally wants to get back the humiliation of the day, and today is the best time for him to take revenge.

Although this Mu Xianxian was far from another immortal of the Mu family, she couldn't help but feel fluttering when she thought that she could beg for mercy in pain under her.