Mu Ranran looked at the third sister who was trying her best to show off her presence, and secretly thought to herself that she was indeed a vixen, just like her mother.
Her third sister, is she attracted to King Jun?
It's a pity that Concubine De is not a vegetarian.
Not to mention a concubine from Xiangxiang, even a serious legitimate daughter like herself, Concubine De might not look down upon her well.
Although Concubine De's natal family is average in strength, this woman has been favored by the Holy Spirit for so many years and has a high vision?
She may not have planned that position in her heart.
Xiangxiang is destined to be busy in vain, and he...
Thinking of herself, Mu Ranran felt regretful. Why was she so stupid?
Let Mu Yiyi marry on your behalf?
If there was no proxy marriage, she would be Princess Ming now.
Prince Ming is the one who has the best chance of becoming the prince.
I'm so angry, it's all Mu Yiyi's fault!
She knew clearly that King Ming was already awake and yet she didn't say anything, causing her to miss out on a great marriage.
"Actually, it may not be considered a miss."
When I talked to Du in the evening, my mother thought for a while and smiled.
"Ah, mother? What do you mean?"
"King Jun is actually not bad. My good daughter, which one do you like?"
"Although King Jun's mother-in-law is not as good as King Ming, I always feel that he is not simple. You first decide which one you like, and then we can make further plans."
Mrs. Du suffered a big loss and has been thinking about it in the past few days.
I always feel like I've missed something.
The past does not matter, the future is what matters.
Once she has planned her future path, her life will be more complete.
"I...I don't want to make things easier for Mu Yiyi, the Beihu man."
Mu Ranran thought about it for a while, but still couldn't swallow that breath.
"You don't like King Ming, right?"
In one sentence, Du Shi already understood what her daughter meant.
"Mom, Prince Ming is too cold and cold. I feel uncomfortable in front of him."
"Yes, he seems not as gentle as King Jun. Mom knows what you mean. In fact, if you don't want to make that girl feel comfortable, you can take another way."
Du Shi had a calculating look on her face. Seeing that Mu Ranran didn't understand yet, she nodded her daughter's head lovingly:
"Don't forget, who is the person who likes Prince Ming the most in this capital?"
"Mother, are you talking about Shu Qianrou?"
In the capital, besides Shu Qianrou, who else is chasing after King Ming?
"Yes, you are about the same age. You can move around more. When you have nothing to do, help her with some ideas. She will be very grateful to you."
Mu Ranran felt happy after hearing this, yes, why did she forget Shu Qianrou?
This woman is even more difficult to deal with.
With her around, can Mu Yiyi and King Ming live a good life? How beautiful is that?
"My daughter knows."
"But don't be anxious. Take your time and you will have a chance."
"Try not to confront Mu Yiyi head-on. She is different now. Think about that girl Xiangxiang. You don't want to suffer that kind of loss, right?"
Did Mu Xiangxiang wash it many times to wash off the color on his body?
And that unexplainable medicine will probably be a lifelong nightmare for her.
"Yes, my daughter understands."
Because all the major officials donated porridge, Prince Ming's Mansion was no exception.
Mu Yiyi was busy outside with Pang Meng. In addition to serving porridge, she also made two pots of soup to prevent wind and cold.
Refugees who don't have good food and sleep are most likely to get sick.
However, these are only temporary comforts, and the most important thing is to find out the cause.
"Yiyi."
Hearing her uncle's voice, Mu Yiyi hurriedly waved to him:
"Little uncle."
"I've pretty much taken care of what you told me. When do you think you're going to take care of it?"
The younger uncle also looked excited. Yiyi's words basically came true.
The number of refugees is increasing day by day, and sooner or later there will be trouble.
"How about now? Uncle, after collecting the things, will the store close immediately?"
"Well, let's close it temporarily. I'm also asking to see if I can sell some shops first."
Mu Yiyi nodded. It was not necessary to sell all of it, but it would be good to sell part of it.
"Then let's go now."
Nowadays, it is getting more and more chaotic outside, and she is worried that something unexpected will happen.
"good."
"Miss, what are you going to do?"
Hearing that Mu Yiyi was going out, Pang Meng was extremely worried.
"My uncle is with me, it'll be fine."
"But it's too chaotic outside now."
Fatty looked at her uncle's thin body with great dissatisfaction and sighed:
"What can this body do?"
"Pfft..."
Mu Yiyi couldn't help but laugh out loud, her little uncle was looked down upon by Fat Meng.
"I, I can still do a lot of things."
The younger uncle clenched his fists. Didn't he do hard work and use long, big and thick ones?
"Okay, let's go and come back quickly."
Mu Yiyi interrupted the two of them looking at each other and said to Pang Meng:
"I'll leave this place to you. Fat Meng, this is the face of Prince Ming's Mansion, please keep it safe for me."
"Okay, miss."
Fat Meng immediately agreed. Since it was a task assigned by the lady, she naturally did not dare to neglect it.
The uncle had already dismissed the store's employees. The two of them opened the door and went in. Mu Yiyi collected the things.
Seeing that the packed shops and warehouses were suddenly empty, even though he was mentally prepared, my uncle was still severely shocked.
It wasn't until he finished collecting them all that he asked tremblingly: "Yiyi, what kind of space do you have, and how much empty space is there left?"
There are more than 20 shops and more than a dozen warehouses of grain collected from outside. If these were put together, you would probably not be able to see them at a glance.
Can……
Mu Yiyi was inexplicably put away. How big must her place be?
"There are still empty seats, but it looks like they are less than half occupied."
Hiss, this is really not small.
"Let me slow down first."
The younger uncle found a corner and sat down against it, his brows furrowed in confusion.
"Hehe, little uncle, you gave this to me, do you regret it?"
Mu Yiyi said with a smile, and the uncle raised his head, looked at Mu Yiyi seriously, and said word by word:
"Yiyi, I told you, this also depends on fate. That jade pendant is destined to you."
"Even if I didn't give it to you, I might not know there is space inside."
Mu Yiyi admired her uncle very much for this. If she were an ordinary person, she would definitely regret it.
After all, space is something that is hard to find.
"Okay, I know you are the best to me. We have finally finished collecting the things, and it is probably hard to buy food. I wonder how much my grandfather received?"
She asked her uncle to send a message.
The Yunling side is even more fertile. If we move quickly, we should be able to harvest more food.
"I don't know either. We'd better go there as soon as possible."
"Don't talk to anyone about this jade pendant for the time being, not even your grandfather's side."
The younger uncle solemnly reminded: "It's not that I don't believe him, but it's just that the fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better."