What is the Seventh Princess doing now?

In fact, she did nothing, just being relieved.

Meng Wanwan said everything that happened in the imperial city these two days, and she heard Qiqi, who had just woken up, didn't need to add jealousy at all. These alone were already shocking enough.

Qiqi just listened quietly without saying a word.

In the past two days, except Mu Chu and Tiesheng, the only one who could walk into her room was Meng Wanwan.

Mu Chu did not allow others to serve Qiqi, but was somewhat tolerant of Meng Wanwan.

No matter what, Qiqi is also an unmarried girl. When cleaning her wounds, she still has to ask the girl to do some particularly private places.

So, Meng Wanwan was allowed to stay.

"You don't know that now it's an imperial city like a dead city. It's hard to see a figure on the street." Meng Wanwan was feeding her porridge while muttering: "Prince Xuan said before that General Dongfang wanted all the killers to be killed in three days. But I heard that nearly a thousand people have died now. You said, how could so many killers assassinate you that day?"

This is not just about finding out the killers. Even if she is a nameless princess who doesn't know anything and has been idle, she can still distinguish some of the powerful relationships.

"I suspect that this time, Prince Xuan declared war on the emperor and the queen mother, because they secretly ordered someone to hurt you. While he breathed a sigh of relief for you, he was also warning those people who dared to bully you, who would not eat or sleep well."

Qiqi glanced at her, swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and said indifferently: "You dare to say such words, are you afraid of your life?"

"There are no one else here." Meng Wanwan didn't agree at all. Even so, she couldn't help but look around and couldn't see anything strange around her, so she said again: "Prince Xuan really cares about you, Qiqi, I'm betting on this."

Qiqi didn't speak, but something flashed quickly in his eyes.

All the shock and pain had passed that day. When I woke up today, my mood had long calmed down. I cared about not caring about anything, and I don’t have the energy to think about it now.

Regardless of whether she cared or not, she lost the enthusiasm for becoming Princess Xuan.

The man was too changeable. He was having a love conversation with her for life the moment before, and the next moment, he threw a cold words to her to refuse marriage.

She couldn't see through him. It turned out that from beginning to end, for so long, she thought that her heart-to-heart talk was just wishful thinking.

Prince Xuan is unfathomable. When will she see through him?

What's more, her innocence has been destroyed in Ye Shura's hands. Maybe she can learn to ignore it herself, but if he is an ancient or a prince, if he wants him to learn not to care, how much grievances must he suffer first?

It's very difficult, really hard, and she really doesn't have the strength to think about it now.

One day she will find out about her mother's affairs herself. Now, for her, it is better to learn how to survive in this cannibalistic royal family.

Living is still a matter of business.

Meng Wanwan thought she would see sadness and pain in her eyes, but she didn't expect that the dimness in her eyes would just flash, and then, the clearness and brightness in her eyes became restored to the bottom of her eyes.

After knowing each other for so long, I suddenly realized that she really couldn't see through her at all.

At this moment, I didn't know what to say.

Finally, she endured everything she said and focused on feeding her. As soon as she finished drinking a bowl of porridge, the door was pushed open, and Mu Chu stepped in with a gentle breeze.

Today he is wearing a light green dress. Although he is more color than usual pure white, he is also simple.

With such simple clothes, his indifferent and quiet temperament was fully visible. Meng Wanwan turned around and saw his figure, and couldn't help but take away all her breaths by this elegant body.

None of the men involved with Qiqi really look ugly. Not to mention ugly, even ordinary people can't say it's ordinary.

Any of these people walking on the street can take away all the girls' gaze in an instant?

I don’t know if this is Murong Qiqi’s luck or misfortune. There are too many outstanding men around me, and they will always easily arouse jealousy and exclusion.

Is it because Murong Susu, Princess Mingzhu and even Concubine Yi, who would be hijacked outside the city, would there be rumors that she would return to the city on the second day and would never be honest? Isn’t it because Murong Susu, Princess Mingzhu and even Concubine Yi, who would be embarrassed that she wanted to marry Prince Yun?

Take this injury as an example. It was not for being with Prince Xuan, so why would he be so injured?

It is said that beauty is in trouble. In fact, once Lan Yan becomes a disaster, the degree of harm is really no worse than that of a beauty.

Perhaps it is a good thing that Prince Xuan is unwilling to marry Qiqi, at least she will be less dangerous because of this, provided that those people are really willing to let her go.

"A Chu." Qiqi looked up at Mu Chu who was walking to the bed and called out faintly.

Meng Wanwan immediately stood up and pushed her aside, giving the position to Mu Chu.

Mu Chu didn't say anything, sat down beside the bed, held Qiqi's wrist, and his fingertips fell on her pulse.

Today, her pulse became much smoother, and her face looked a little better, no longer as bloody as she had been lying on the bed in the past two days.

The scar on my face was indeed very terrifying when I was not cleaned up, but with Mu Chu's wonderful hands rejuvenating, it had healed in just two days, and even the scar became much weaker.

With his careful care, the miraculous doctor, the magic medicine, Qiqi is difficult to get better without thinking about it.

"I look good today, can I take you out for a walk?" Mu Chu took back his big palm and glanced at Meng Wanwan indifferently.

Meng Wanwan understood and took advantage of the fact that she packed the bowls and chopsticks and went back to her dream pavilion.

Mu Chu put on a coat for Qiqi and helped her out.

Although Wuchen Pavilion is not big, it is not too small. The entire backyard is quiet, with only Uncle Mei taking care of the flowers and plants in the distance.

"This yard is too deserted." She suddenly said, her eyes falling on Uncle Mei's busy figure.

When I sent Cui'er to Prince Yun's Mansion, I didn't consider that Uncle Mei was not young, so I asked him to manage the entire yard alone and to serve her daily life and food. I was really too busy.

I am so old and busy every day. I don’t think anything is there when I haven’t seen it. Now when I see you in person, I feel a little uneasy and guilty.

"I heard you once had a maid." Mu Chu helped her into the backyard and walked slowly among the flowers.

She stayed in the room for too long and had no sunlight for two days. Now that she has gone out to walk, her face has become a little more rosy.

Qiqi nodded and said helplessly: "She is too weak. She will be killed sooner or later when she is by my side."

Without the ability to protect yourself, there is only a way out of her.

She never takes the initiative to make grudges with others, but she always takes the initiative to provoke her.

"There are many maids outside that you can buy with money." Her hands were cold, and he held them in his palm, warming her with the warmth of his palm.

At the end of July, the weather here is already a little cold. On days without much sunshine, the wind will also bring a little coolness.

August will soon begin, and soon, the autumn hunting, which was once famous throughout the Zichuan continent, is also coming.

"Let them follow me, unless they have the ability to protect themselves, they will only be dead." She couldn't even protect herself, how could she be like a person who protects herself?

Therefore, it is better not to have such a maid.

A dead end...

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and was inexplicably pulled in her heart, but when she thought seriously about what she was thinking about, there was no trace in her head.

"A Chu." She suddenly stopped and looked up at Mu Chu who was one head taller than her. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "He is forcing me."

Mu Chu's eyes flashed slightly, and he lowered his eyes to her bright eyes. Although this sentence was inexplicably called, he understood it.

"What about you? What about you?" he asked.

"I don't know what he wants to do." She really couldn't figure it out, but she clearly felt the pressure.

Prince Xuan was putting pressure on the emperor, and everyone could see that she felt that the pressure would eventually turn to her.

But is she really worth his efforts for him? A word of refusal to marry has cut off their path, but it has used such a fierce way to maintain something.

She was increasingly unable to understand the advanced man. What exactly did he want to do and why did he do this?

"Maybe, he is just protecting you." Mu Chu rubbed her black hair and helped her continue walking forward: "Walk more and move your muscles and bones, and your blood will gradually get better."

Qiqi didn't speak, but the doubts in his heart were still spreading.

As for whether Prince Xuan was forcing her or protecting her, or whether she was forcing her and protecting her, she soon found clues from what happened next.

On the afternoon of the third day when Prince Xuan ordered the killing of all the killers, a group of ministers knelt on the ground in the Xuanhua Hall of King Chu.

The Minister of Military Affairs knelt at the forefront and looked up at the King of Chu who was sitting quietly on the jade chair. At such an old age, he looked full of tears: "Your Majesty, you want to be the master of yourselves!"

Just last night, his eldest son refused to listen and stopped him from coming out of the night. He relied on his noble status to challenge the oppression of King Xuan on everyone.

That is, last night, his eldest son who was so painful that he never returned, and his body was sent back to his house that night, saying that he had secretly contacted the traitor and was rectified on the spot.

As for the people in their mansion, because it was not found that other people and the eldest son joined forces to treason, they were temporarily resigned and refused to be investigated. However, Dongfang Ming said that if others were found to be suspected of treason like the eldest son in the future, they would also be punished for being punished.

Kill! Just a vanguard general, he dared to say such harsh words in the residence of the Minister of Military Affairs.

What's even more hateful is that the subordinate who had been with him for many years was so angry that he said something not very polite. Dongfang Ming raised his sword and chopped off the subordinate's head on the spot.

This made all the women in the mansion shock and pain. His wife died and her son was still frightened and still unconscious in the bed.
Chapter completed!