Chu Xinyuan glanced at him, raised his hands and said: "Master Mu!"
He did not call his father-in-law, but called him by his official name.
There was a trace of displeasure in the depths of Mu Mingyuan's eyes, but it didn't show on his face at all. He cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness is here, it's so radiant! It's a great honor, please come in quickly!"
Chu Xinyuan is dressed in ink-colored brocade clothes and has his hair tied up with gold hairpins. He has an extraordinary demeanor as a royal child. At this time, he is standing there with a long body, but there is no impetuousness on his young face, and there is still a hint of condescension.
Mu Mingyuan sneered in his heart. Those who show off their sharp edges often die without knowing why. Chu Xinyuan made such a gesture in front of his official minister, was this to show him the superiority of being a prince?
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But the emperor has many sons, and the one who can finally sit in that position is the proud son of heaven. The other princes will end up worse than the sons of officials.
Mu Mingyuan, who was hidden deep in the city, glanced at Chu Xinyuan and Mu Qingyu's intertwined hands without leaving a trace. He was standing in the distance just now, paying attention to the visitor. Chu Xinyuan smiled at Mu Qingyu's words and looked at her.
Pampering, this is completely different from the news he received.
Is it possible that this cheap girl like a weed is really capable and managed to win Chu Xinyuan's heart after using such unbearable means to marry her?
He glanced at Mu Qingyu, showed a rare gentle smile, and said: "Yu'er, how have you been in the past few months? I heard that you were sick, why didn't you send a message to your family?
Mother, I wish you a good visit!"
Mu Qingyu raised her lips and said: "Father doesn't know something. I don't know any of the maids and women in the palace, and I can't direct them. It's not good to ask the maids and women in the palace to get sick.
Send a message!"
Although all those maids and women were betrayed by Chu Xinyuan, she was right. Those people were all temporarily arranged by Kong Yijia for Mu Qingyu. They were either slaves or spies.
As for the servants around Mu Qingyu, Kong Yijia was very resourceful. The servants around her had never been more than three months old, so naturally she didn't have any confidants or anyone she could use.
Mu Mingyuan knew about this. The emperor decreed that Mu Qingyu should not die, and he did not dare to disobey the order. But he hated Pei Shili for putting a sack on him and beating him with a sap. He had no good impression of Mu Qingyu. Even if he knew, he would not ask!
When Mu Qingyu said this, he did not feel ashamed at all, and said: "Since you can come today, it means that your illness has been completely cured, and I am very happy as a father. Your mother mentioned you before, so go and see her.
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After passing the middle gate, male and female guests are generally received separately. Male guests go to Siyuan Building on the left, where they are greeted by Mu Mingyuan and his son Mu Yong. Female guests go to Jinghua Pavilion on the right, where the hostess Kong Yijia and Mu Manqi
Reception.
When it's time for the ceremony, they gather together in the same hall, but the men and women are also separated.
Originally, Mu Manqi could not appear at this time, but Kong Yijia felt that there were many noble wives today, and it was a good time for Mu Manqi to establish good relations with them.
Mu Mansion is a first-class official residence, so there is no need to be like those pedantic people who keep the wedding ceremony of a woman in the boudoir.
Although the noble ladies were surprised, no one showed it on their faces. They were just laughing in their hearts that the Mu family had no rules.
Mu Mingyuan's words were not only instructions, but also a bit bossy, as if he wanted to push Mu Qingyu away.
Chu Xinyuan said gently: "You go first, I will go find you later!"
Mu Qingyu hummed slightly and was about to leave, "Wait!" Chu Xinyuan stopped her.
Mu Qingyu stopped and turned around.
Chu Xinyuan approached, plucked off a petal from her sleeve, and said gently: "Okay, let's go!"
Mu Qingyu: "..."
She is a good actor, look, this is a professional, no one else has such acting skills! What can she do? Of course she can only return the same affectionate look!
This chapter has been completed!