After getting off the carriage, Mu Zhihuan noticed the scene of Jiang Zhisu and Yang Qiuyu getting off the carriage hand in hand, followed by the proud gaze of Yang Qiuyu.

Mu Zhihuan rolled her eyes in disdain. Wasn't there a man holding onto her arm? Where did such arrogance come from? I still have a man to hug!

Mu Zhihuan rolled her eyes in her heart and scooped up Jiang Qing. She felt much better as she hugged her own little ball and kissed it on Jiang Qing Ran's little face, welcoming his puzzled and happy gaze.

Mu Zhihuan's heart immediately softened. Why was this girl so cute?

"Ran'er, did you go and tell Jiang Zisu that you wanted mother to come with you?"

Upon hearing Mu Zhihuan's question, the expression on the face of the happy little girl who was happy a moment ago clearly changed. She hurriedly denied, "No …" "It's not Ran'er."

It wasn't him!

If he hadn't gone to find Jiang Zisu, how could he possibly be willing to bring her to such a public place?

It was difficult for this child to worry so much about his mother's happiness.

Speaking of which, Qing Yi was actually not even five years old. This was something he only found out from Seventh Madame when he asked her about her birthday yesterday.

Such a young child already knew how to analyze the heart. Being a mother meant a lot of pressure!

"The emperor has arrived!"

Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced the air, and everyone in the hall stood up to gather.

Mu Zhihuan also pulled Jiang Qinggran along as she saluted with her hands folded in front of her. In the corner of the light, Jiang Qing saw a bright yellow dragon robe.

With a mere glance out of the corner of her eyes, Mu Zhihuan felt her heart tremble from the awe-inspiring aura she emitted.

This was the legendary emperor! He was truly domineering!

"Today, in order to celebrate the birth of Mu Er, an esteemed guest came thousands of miles away to deliver a gift."

Along with a deep voice, a white figure appeared at the emperor's side. The white dress was vast and the black threads were soft and smooth. The peerless beauty in the face was sickly and mesmerizing.

Mu Zhihuan raised her head in puzzlement as she heard the sound of someone sucking in a breath of cold air. When she saw who it was, she couldn't help but react in the same way.

Why is it him!

"This is the Crown Prince of the neighboring Da Yin Empire. He has specially come today to celebrate with Mu Er."

As the emperor's words fell, Gu Mingxuan pursed his lips, his pale and sickly face calm. "I wish you, Crown Prince, a quick birthday candle and a happy future at Starlight Road."

Gu Mingxuan clapped his hands, and several boorish men carried something covered by a cloth and walked over.

The instant that red cloth was lifted by Gu Mingxuan, the entire hall once again let out exclamations of admiration.

A transparent jade sculpture, Guan Yin, stood impressively on stage. A soft green light was emitted, giving off a feeling of inviolability.

This was definitely a high-grade item that was rarely seen in a hundred years. Even the Emperor could not help but smile, "Good, good, good. Mu Er, come up and thank your highness for this gift."

Looking at the empty space on the stage, Mu Zhihuan frowned. This person, was actually the crown prince of a neighbouring country?

Then why did he want to compete with me that day? As she was puzzled, she lifted her eyes and locked eyes with Gu Mingxuan. When they met eyes with that clear and cold gaze for a split-second, Mu Zhihuan felt a chill on her back.

"Mother, I want to go to Xiao Wen." Suddenly, a small hand grabbed onto the corner of her clothes, pulling Mu Zhihuan back to reality.

Mu Zhihuan rolled her eyes as she glanced at Jiang Zhisu, who was busy interacting with his secondary wife. He had said that he needed to take care of the little group?

I think we should look after the other 'meatballs'. Mu Zhihuan turned around and told the servant girl by her side before leading the little meatball to the latrine with resentment.

Looking at the little bun's skipping appearance, Mu Zhihui felt the heaviness in her heart lessen a little. Gu Mingxuan was looking for a wife and children that had nothing to do with her, so why did she care?

As for the Crown Prince, so what if he recognized her? Perhaps he had already forgotten about her after just a few encounters. Why should he worry?

As she was thinking, Mu Zhihuan felt something approaching from behind her. She clenched her hands into fists, turned around, and launched a kick at empty air.

"If Miss Zhihuan had such skills back then, she would not have been bothered by those rascals." As she finished her sentence, Mu Zhihuan heard two light coughs.

"You … Sick? "

Actually, Mu Zhihuan had already known who it was the moment the fragrance drifted over. But by then her foot would have been kicked out and she wouldn't be able to get it back.

"No problem, I'm old."

As Mu Zhihuan looked at Gu Mingxuan's calm and tranquil face, which was as pale as paper, and then noticed the wisps of blood on his palm, she tossed him a handkerchief.

He clicked his tongue. "If you're sick, you should be able to treat it properly. You even came all the way here to give me such a luxurious gift."

"Right, Gu …" Your Highness, you said that you came to Weiwei to find your separated wife and son? But as far as I can remember, you were never married. "

Actually, she had just heard this from someone else. Those people said that this crown prince was not yet married. This time, he wasn't just here to deliver gifts, but also to choose a princess and a marriage partner.

"Memory?" Gu Mingxuan pursed her lips, a hint of a smile appearing in her peach blossom eyes. "Does this mean that you've already recovered your memories, wangfei?"

Mu Zhihuan's heart suddenly sank. How did this person know she had lost her memories? This matter should only be known by those from the Prince's Mansion.

"Looks like we can continue our fates?" Without waiting for Mu Zhihuan to find an excuse, an evil smile appeared on Gu Mingxuan's handsome face.

What did it mean to continue the path in front of him? What the hell? Hadn't they just met twice on the street?

When Mu Zhihuan finally regained her senses, Gu Mingxuan had already wrapped his arm around her waist. The familiar scent of medicinal herbs lingered at the tip of her nose, stimulating Mu Zhihuan to the point where her heart couldn't help but tremble.

"You … You... A gentleman doesn't make a move! What are you doing? "

Although Mu Zhihuan was an old fox who didn't change her expression at all when she saw the Spring Palace Map, how could the Second and Third Dimensions be completely different?

When she could clearly feel Gu Mingxuan's body temperature, Mu Zhihuan's heart could clearly feel the sound of her heart beating. It was so loud that her eardrums buzzed.

"What?"

Gu Mingxuan chuckled. Under the moonlight, that cool and beautiful face actually looked especially pretty.

"Miss Zhihuan, did you forget that you still owe me a meal and wine?"

Wine and food?

Mu Zhihuan was stunned as she suddenly remembered. It seemed like it was a matter, but was it really necessary for him to hug her so tightly and talk to her?

"What are you doing!"

A cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

This frightened Mu Zhihuan to her core. She was done for!

She had just been hugged by Gu Mingxuan, but now that Jiang Zixu saw her, didn't he think she was putting on a green hat for him?