Mu Qingchao took a quick glance and saw a handsome and handsome profile passing by her, but for a moment, he looked like a man from heaven.
She has such a charming face, but unfortunately, there is no trace of charm in her eyebrows. Instead, there is a little sadness hidden in the eyes, which makes people feel lonely and cold.
Looking from a distance, one can only feel that his back is straight and he walks extremely straight step by step. There is a chilling air about him that makes people intimidated.
Such people are originally the Nine Heavens banished immortals who do not eat the fireworks of the world. They can only be watched from a distance and do not dare to approach.
He is a handsome young man, but his character is hard to develop.
Since the man appeared, Princess Wan'an's eyes have never left her.
Mu Qingchao couldn't help but be curious.
"Who is this person?" she asked.
"It's King Wu'an."
When Princess Wan'an answered, her eyes couldn't help but light up.
It turns out that this is King Wu'an. The rumors are true. He really has a handsome face and looks better than Pan An.
It's a pity that such a wonderful man has stayed in the frontier for seven years. If he stayed in the capital, how many ladies from aristocratic families and noble daughters would be hurt?
"Do you like him?" Mu Qingchao asked.
When Princess Wan'an heard this, she became confused: "No... no... the Queen Mother, don't talk nonsense, this... such a joke is not allowed."
But the little girl's eyes cannot deceive anyone.
Mu Qingchao also had a time when his heart and eyes were full of one person. She knew better than anyone what the young girl Huaichun was like.
She smiled: "Since you don't like him, why did you stand here for so long in the heavy snow just to see him?
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Princess Wan'an lowered her head when she thought of this.
"I...I met him once when I was young, but he may not remember it."
The little girl couldn't hide her thoughts. She said: "He is now the most popular King Wu'an. There are countless beauties in pink around him. How could he see someone like me?"
Seeing her like this, Mu Qingchao inexplicably remembered his past self, and for no reason, he felt more sorry for Princess Wan'an.
Just as she was about to say something, she saw Eunuch Lu Xi rushing up to greet her and saying, "The Queen Mother is here? Come in quickly, Your Majesty has been waiting for you."
Mu Qingchao could only put aside his conversation with Wan'an and follow Eunuch Lu into Fulin Hall.
In the palace, Shen Muchi wore a black uniform, with cloud patterns on the sleeves made of dark gold, and her hair was tied up with gold hairpins.
In the past, Mu Qingchao thought Shen Muchi was good-looking, but after meeting King Wu'an just now, he actually felt that he was inferior.
She knelt on the ground and still performed the ceremony very thoroughly.
"The daughter of the people has met His Majesty."
Shen Muchi was copying a set of words, raised his head and smiled at her: "No need to be polite."
Mu Qingchao stood up and brought the food cup to Shen Muchi's case.
"Today is the Laba Festival. The girl made some Laba porridge for your Majesty to try. It's not a good thing. I want to get some luck. I hope your Majesty won't dislike it."
Shen Muchi glanced at the food cup, then looked at Mu Qingchao steadily: "Did you make it?"
Of course she didn't do it!
But if you want to survive, pleasing this mean and cold emperor is a must, so Mu Qingchao doesn't mind lying.
"yes."
These two words came out of my mouth without changing my face or heartbeat.
There was a trace of tenderness in Shen Muchi's eyes, he opened the food cup, took a spoon, took a mouthful and put it into his mouth.
Mu Qingchao asked: "Your Majesty, is it delicious?"
To be honest, Shen Muchi couldn't get used to the sweet and greasy taste, but he still said, "It's delicious."
"It's hard for you to make porridge for me so early."
Mu Qingchao smiled appropriately: "As long as your majesty likes to drink, it will be worth it for the civilian girls to go through mountains and fires. What does a bowl of porridge mean?"
She looked at the happy look on Shen Muchi's face, and she probably felt that she had been flattered enough.
Then he asked: "Why did your Majesty call the civilian girls here?"
Finally getting down to business, Shen Muchi put away the tenderness in his eyes and just asked her: "Did you bump into King Wu'an when you came here just now?"
Speaking of King Wu'an, that bunch of white clothes flashed through my mind.
Mu Qingchao was frightened for no reason: "I didn't meet him, I only had time to take a quick look."
"Jiang Bo once swore that he would not defeat the Turks or rebel against the capital. Now he has really done it, but he is already a king with a different surname, with a fiefdom of thousands of miles, and a powerful Jiang family army of 300,000 men."
When Shen Muchi said this, there was a sad look on his face.
Mu Qingchao's heart skipped a beat: "Your Majesty is afraid that... King Wu'an will rebel?"
When Shen Muchi heard this, he suddenly smiled: "That's not true. Anyone in the world can rebel, but Jiang Bo will not rebel."
Shen Muchi's answer surprised Mu Qingchao.
Since ancient times, the Heavenly Family has never cared about whether its ministers are willing to rebel, but only care about whether they have the ability to rebel.
Jiang Bo has a large number of troops, and it would be easy to take down the entire Nanming, but he made a suspicious person like Shen Muchi say such a thing.
Involuntarily, Mu Qingchao became even more curious about him.
"Then why did Your Majesty call the civilian girl here?"
But Shen Muchi said: "Jiang Bo has no reward or title, but this time, he went to the Turks thousands of miles away for a miraculous feat. What do you think I should reward him with?"
After discovering the potential of Mu Qingchao's staff, Shen Muchi wanted to ask her opinion on everything.
Her thinking and planning are no worse than those of the previous ministers, and more importantly, she understands him better.
She understands what he wants and wants, and even fully accepts his most shameful dark side, and will not jump out to accuse him of his mistakes like those rotten civil servants in the previous dynasty.
This made Shen Muchi feel particularly relaxed every time he communicated with her.
At this moment, I heard Mu Qingchao say: "I can't think of anything more than gold, silver, wealth, house and land."
Shen Muchi even explained to her patiently: "Those who deserve to be rewarded have been rewarded. Besides, he doesn't really like these things."
Mu Qingchao also thought that if Jiang Bo wanted these things, he would not end up like this.
When she thought about the ending, she suddenly said: "Isn't the prince not married yet?"
"What do you think, Your Majesty, of giving Princess Wan'an to him?"
"Princess Wan'an?"
Thinking about it, Shen Muchi had almost forgotten about this person. He was suddenly mentioned by Mu Qingchao, and he still didn't react.
"Yes." Mu Qing said.
"What greater gift can there be than Princess Shang? Princess Wan'an is now fourteen, about the same age, and Princess Wan'an is soft-hearted. You can rest assured that she will not be like Princess Zhenguo in the future."
When Mu Qingchao said these words, what he was thinking about was that Jiang Bo had no wife or children all his life, and even his corpse had to be restrained by the enemy.
And Princess Wan'an will embark on the road of marriage in the future.
Princess Wan'an fell in love with Jiang Bo. If she could get married, not only would her tragedy be avoided, but a person with such a gentle temperament would also be able to take good care of Jiang Bo.
If this happens, it will be a good thing.
Although Mu Qingchao is not a kind person, she is still willing to do such adult and beautiful things.