Since the prince thinks this is a clique for personal gain, then I have to take Fang Cheng and stay away from the prince."
Muchuan said deliberately.
"Hey! Stop it! I won't say it anymore, can't you?"
The prince quickly stopped Muchuan, fearing that he would jump out of the carriage as soon as he got up.
Muchuan then gave up.
"Master Mu, Fang Cheng and Du Jiachen have separated. Where can we go to watch the show next?"
The prince poked Muchuan with his fan and asked.
"I'll just come here today. If there's any drama later, I'll ask someone to invite you."
Muchuan thought that today would have a good ending, but he didn't expect to be frightened. At this moment, he just wanted to go back and calm down.
"how?
Is it Princess Gaoyang who scares you like this?"
The prince laughed and joked.
"If it were you, wouldn't you be afraid?"
High-end glass cannot be touched or messed with, and must be served every day.
Muchuan saw clearly that although he sympathized with Fang Xuanling's son, he could not sacrifice himself to save others because he was a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist.
"That's right, Gao Yang's appearance is beyond words, but this is his behavior."
As soon as the prince said this, Muchuan raised his head and looked at him.
"Too ostentatious."
The prince quickly added.
He couldn't reveal what happened in Gaoyang's backyard.
Muchuan was suspicious. He always felt that the county prince also knew something about Gao Yang. Could it be that Gao Yang had already gained fame?
After coming out of the teahouse, the two of them rode the carriage around Chang'an City to see the prince back to his mansion. Muchuan took the carriage that came from Mu's mansion in the morning and returned home.
As soon as he returned, the housekeeper specifically told him that Fang Cheng was already waiting.
The butler's eyes were extremely ambiguous, all implying that "your uncle is here".
Muchuan waved his hand helplessly, asked the butler to bring some pastries, and then went to the study to meet Fangcheng.
As soon as Muchuan came back, Fang Cheng stood up happily and was about to tell Muchuan about his walk with Du Jiachen today.
As soon as Muchuan entered the door, he was greeted by a big exaggerated face smiling happily.
"Master Mu, you don't know, Du Jiachen almost died of anger today, he."
Fang Cheng dragged Muchuan towards the chair, chattering endlessly.
"Okay, okay, I know everything."
Muchuan let him drag him, sat on a chair, and took two sips of tea.
"How do you know?"
Fang Cheng looked at him doubtfully.
"I was sitting in the teahouse opposite you, watching you talking to him."
Muchuan said.
"Then if you can't hear the sound, I'll tell you what it was like at that time."
Fang Cheng started again with great interest.
"I can lip read, a little bit."
Muchuan interrupted him.
Fang Cheng looked at Muchuan with his mouth wide open. He didn't know whether to be angry at Muchuan and disappointed, or surprised that Muchuan could actually lip-read.
"Silly?"
Muchuan glanced at him.
"No, Master Mu, how can you lip read?"
Fang Cheng felt that he understood Lord Mu fairly well, but it turned out that Lord Mu was always refreshing his knowledge.
"Just a little bit, nothing to make a fuss about."
Muchuan said with a smile.
"elder brother!"
While the two were talking, they heard a crisp cry outside.
Fang Cheng immediately looked out the door and saw a gust of fragrant wind blowing by, and Xin'er rushed to Fang Cheng's side.
"Brother, you're okay! That's great!"
Xin'er smiled and shook Fang Cheng's arm, looking like a cute little daughter.
"With your brother Mu's protection, of course I'll be fine."
Fang Cheng was undoubtedly happy to see Xin'er, but when he thought that this stinky girl would rather stay in Mu Mansion and be with any other sisters than go back to see him, the sour water in his heart burst out.
Unexpectedly, Xin'er didn't hear the sourness in Fang Cheng's words at all, and nodded in a serious manner.
"Yes, yes, brother, you always rely on Brother Mu for help, you have to repay him well."
Xin'er nodded seriously, feeling that she was quite knowledgeable.
Fang Cheng was really angry when he saw Xin'er's dumbfounded look. But when Xin'er said this, he really couldn't refute it.
Muchuan listened to Xin'er's words, smiled and took a sip of tea, and even looked at Fang Cheng with a little pride.
"Yes, I want to repay you well! But as a grown man, I can't repay you, so I'll sell you to Lord Mu."
Fang Cheng said angrily, pretending to be vicious and pinched Xin'er's face.
Really, it’s not as fun as it was when I was a kid.
This sister, whoever loves her will go.
Muchuan raised his head when he heard this and looked at Xin'er. The tea cup was a little hot and he forgot to put it down.
However, Xin'er shook her head like a rattle and kept mumbling, "No, no, no!"
Fang Cheng felt a little better now.
Who would have thought that Xin'er would go on to say:
"I have to repay my share. You have to sell yourself."
Muchuan finally couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
Fang Cheng also couldn't laugh or cry. There was nothing he could do to deal with this sister.
He finally understood that he really had no status in front of her brother Mu.
"Okay, go out quickly, I still have to talk to Master Mu."
Fang Cheng gently patted his sister's back.
"Brother, I'll make you my new pastry, so don't leave yet!"
After Xin'er finished speaking, she ran out happily without waiting for Fang Cheng to reply.
"Walk slowly, if you keep running around blindly, I will find a nanny to teach you!"
Fang Cheng called her from behind.
Xin'er immediately stopped and walked away obediently, but Fang Cheng knew that this stinky girl must have given him a big roll of her eyes.
Fang Cheng shook his head and laughed. Muchuan could laugh just now, but he couldn't laugh anymore.
I always felt like he didn't feel Xin'er's words of "repay".
I don’t know how to repay Xin’er’s words.
Didn’t girls in ancient times always “have nothing to repay but pledge themselves to each other” to repay their benefactors?
Of course, he didn't insist on Xin'er marrying him, but if he really wanted to marry, it wasn't like he couldn't accept it.
He is the Minister of Household Affairs, and his status is not low. Not only does he own a house and a car, but he also has a lot of savings. He also has a secret golden finger. Apart from being a few years older than Xin'er, everything else is not bad.
In this way, going to Fang's family to ask for Xiner's hand in marriage should be much less hindered.
No, no, why did you think of this?
Realizing that he had been thinking a lot, Muchuan couldn't help but hold his forehead.
I don’t know what’s wrong lately, I always think of Xin’er.
Could it be that the housekeeper and the prince hinted too much and made themselves confused?
"What happened to Master Mu?
Have a headache?"
Fang Cheng asked with concern.
"It's a small thing. Maybe I met Princess Gaoyang today and I was a little exhausted."
Muchuan said casually.
"Meet Princess Gaoyang?
Why would she come to a place like a teahouse?
Does she talk to people?"
Fang Cheng asked three times in surprise, was he really surprised that Princess Gaoyang went to a teahouse?
Discuss?
No matter what, it is completely inconsistent with her person!
"Well, um, Mr. Fang knows Princess Gaoyang very well?"
Muchuan didn't dare to tell the truth, he always felt guilty, although he didn't understand why he felt guilty in front of Fang Cheng.
