Chapter Fifty-Eight: God Is a Good Man

"This king passed through a jewelry shop, and bought a set of jewelry by the way, you can see if you like it or not. ”

"As long as it's given by my husband, I like it. Mu Zhixi's smile was quiet and gentle, but when she saw those jewelry, she couldn't help but marvel.

Because these jewels come from the most famous jewelry shop in the city, this set will cost thousands of taels to say the least.

Not to mention the daughters in the city, even the princesses and ladies in the palace are vying to buy things from this jewelry shop.

In his previous life, Xiao Yibi did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to buy a lot of jewelry in order to please her, but at that time, she either threw it away in front of him at that time, or she was reluctantly forced to accept it.

After that, Xiao Yi gave her all these jewelry worth thousands of gold were taken by Mu Wanrou.

It hurts to think about it now.

In this life, she will naturally not live up to Xiao Yiluo's wishes.

"What beautiful jewelry!" she looked like she couldn't put it down, and stuffed one of the hairpins into Xiao Yi's hand, "Husband, you can help me put it on." ”

"Good. Fang Cai saw that she was stunned for a while, and he was worried that she didn't like it.

The first time he put on a hairpin for his daughter-in-law, Xiao Yi's movements were a little clumsy.

After all, he is used to holding a sword in his hand, and it is really difficult for him to fiddle with such a small hairpin.

Mu Zhixi entered the room and took a picture of the bronze mirror, very satisfied.

"Husband, I have something for you too. She mysteriously took something out of the dresser, walked up to Xiao Yi, and suddenly opened it.

"That's it, the sachet I promised to sew for my husband before. ”

Originally, the flower garden in the yard had already made him feel her unique heart, but he didn't expect her to prepare things for him.

The sachet was small, but it was the first gift she gave him.

Mu Zhixi lifted the sachet and shook it on the tip of his nose, with a smug face, "Husband, smell it, it's fragrant." ”

A faint fragrance refreshed people's hearts and noses, and Xiao Yi suddenly wrapped his big hand and hugged her into his arms.

"This king likes it very much, can Xi'er help this king tie it?" he looked down at her, his face was slightly flustered, and his heart was happy.

"Okay, but husband, you have to let go first, otherwise it won't be convenient for me. ”

Xiao Yi let go of her hand, and after she stood firmly, she tied the sachet to his belt with skillful movements.

It was such a small gesture that made Xiao Yizhu suddenly think about whether she personally helped him tie it when she gave Xiao Chengze a sachet like this.

The vinegar smell always came as soon as it was said, Xiao Yi grabbed her wrist very abruptly, and said to her in a slightly commanding tone: "Don't give other men's sachets in the future." ”

Mu Zhixi smiled slightly, "Of course, I won't send anyone except my husband." ”

Whether it is in a previous life or in this life, Xiao Yilian's possessiveness is still so strong.

The queen's birthday banquet is imminent, not only the young lady of the family, but even several princesses in the palace are also seizing the time to practice.

Especially those princesses who have reached the age of marriage, they all want to find a good husband through this palace banquet.

On the day of the birthday banquet, the palace has already been quite lively.

The banquet venue is in the Zhengde Palace, the emperor and the empress sit on the throne, the north and south sides are arranged according to the status of dignity and inferiority, the civil ministers are in the south, the military generals are in the north, and the large vacant space in the middle is for the beautiful women to sing and dance.

Mu Zhixi was already married, so she followed Xiao Yi and sat down.

Similarly, Rong Xin'er, who married a few months earlier than him, followed her husband Junduanwang, but the two did not seem to be very harmonious.

I haven't seen her for a few months, and Rong Xin'er has lost a lot of weight.

There was no blood on his face, and there was no sparkle in his eyes.

And if you look closely, you will find that there is a faint pinch mark on her neck, which is only covered by her with a large amount of fat powder.

As for Duanwang Xiao Qiming, the bruises under his eyelids are very obvious, and the state of the whole person is also very weak.

Mu Zhixi's medical skills are exquisite, and she can see at a glance what Xiao Qiming's situation is now.

She leaned into Xiao Yi's ear and couldn't help but gossip with him.

"Husband, looking at King Duan like that is overindulgence. ”

"Cough cough cough ......" Hearing this, Xiao Yi almost choked out after taking a sip of water.

A trace of unnatural expression appeared on his cold face, and he looked sideways at Mu Zhixi, who was talking about indulgence beside him, and warned in a low voice.

"You are a woman, how can you be so open-mouthed. ”

Mu Zhixi looked disappreciative, "I'm not wrong, he was originally ......"

Before she finished speaking, someone in the audience took the initiative to stir up trouble, "The relationship between His Royal Highness the King of War and the princess looks really good, it is not at all like the rumors." ”

The one who spoke was Zhao Sikong, Prime Minister Mu's old rival, who was especially good at provoking, and was extremely yin and yang, and scolded people without dirty words.

Everyone knows what the rumors Zhao Sikong said are, it is nothing more than Mu Zhixi's intention to die on the day of the wedding, unwilling to marry the King of War, and privately receiving it with His Royal Highness the King of Qi.

Zhao Sikong brought up the old matter again, but he just didn't like Prime Minister Mu.

However, it was Mu Zhixi who was directly affected by the center of gossip.

In the seat, a voice sounded a little old but not weak.

"Lord Zhao, the rumors are not credible, but now the war king and the princess are in love, which is obvious to all. As a commonplace and an important minister of the imperial court, Lord Zhao doesn't even have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. ”

Hearing this familiar voice, Mu Zhixi's heart trembled slightly.

Following the prestige, sure enough, who else could it be besides her maternal grandfather An Yuanhou.

Marquis An Yuan is old, but he still has a lot of prestige in the court, and as soon as he opened his mouth, even Zhao Sikong did not refute it.

Just kidding, everyone knows that this old man loves his granddaughter the most, and he really wants to annoy him, and he dares to shout and kill in front of the emperor.

Mu Zhixi was very moved by her grandfather's public maintenance.

Recalling her previous life, her grandfather, who loved her and protected her, could have been free in the landscape, but because of her, he was involved in a power struggle, and finally died without a body, and his heart was sad.

In her previous life, she failed to repay her grandfather's kindness, and in this life, she will do everything to repay it.

Several sons of Marquis An Yuanhou were either killed on the battlefield or their legs were abolished, so the people in the house were thin, and among the grandchildren, only Mu Zhixi, the granddaughter, was left.

So he swore that as long as he, the old man, was still alive, he would never allow others to bully this girl.

Compared with the useless King of Qi, he has always been more optimistic about the heroic and good war king.

Therefore, the girl can stay by the side of the king of war with peace of mind, and he can be regarded as a matter of care.

On the throne, the emperor opened his mouth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the queen's birthday, and this banquet is specially designed to invite all Aiqing to celebrate together, just as an ordinary family banquet, no need to be formal. ”

"Emperor Xie—"

All ministers can only bring one family member to the banquet, and Prime Minister Mu naturally brought his proudest second daughter Mu Wanrou.

Since entering the Zhengde Palace, Mu Wanrou's gaze has never taken off Xiao Yi's body.

How deep her admiration for Xiao Yixi is, how much jealousy she has for Mu Zhixi.

Seeing the slut smiling so happily, Mu Wanrou wanted to ruin her face.

Without that face, His Royal Highness the War King will definitely not like that slut again.

Since today is the queen's birthday banquet, according to the rules, they are going to perform on stage.

Mu Wanrou was full of confidence, in contrast, she was also waiting to see Mu Zhixi's useless waste lose face.

After a while, she would take the initiative to ask Mu Zhixi to dance with her, and she was caught off guard and made Mu Zhixi lose face......