In her previous life, when she came back, she didn't go to greet the old madam first, and the next day, she had already been slapped with the charge of great disrespect, and was locked up in the woodshed without eating or drinking for a very long time.

Moreover, when the first daughter of Mu Wangfu returned to her residence, in the laws of the Great Zhou Kingdom, the current Emperor must be informed, so naturally, the Emperor had sent someone as well.

So in his last life, Mu Lan was not only charged with great disrespect and completely discredited at the old madam's place, but even in front of the Emperor, he left an extremely bad impression.

Hehe

In this life, how could Mu Lan let history repeat itself.

She converged her deep thoughts, but her surface couldn't be more calm, walking all the way towards the direction of the ancestral hall.

Suddenly

Mu Lan's footsteps paused, and He Xiang had also noticed Mu Zhi Hua walking not far away. Mu Zhiying was not only in the Mu Mansion, but even in front of the Emperor, she was extremely favored, and was titled as a young lady, and several princesses and concubines in the palace were very close to each other.

Because Mu Zhi painting sweet-talking, even the Empress Dowager is extremely favorite, from time to time to call Mu Zhi painting into the palace.

Naturally, Mu Zhiying's value has also risen, and those who go to the Mu Wangfu to propose marriage can step on the threshold of the Mu Wangfu.

In front of outsiders, Mu Zhiying is gentle and sensible, plus she is good-looking, smiling with a curved brow, looking like a completely non-aggressive person, so you can't help but pour your heart out to her.

Mu Lan in his last life was the same.

But this is the person who made Mu Lan pour out his heart and lungs, but in the end, he pushed Mu Lan into the abyss, even his own flesh and blood were buried in Mu Zhiying's demonic words.

"Miss," Hexiang called out when she saw Mu Lan stop and looked at her strangely.

Mu Lan looked up, but was calm.

Hexiang has already taken the initiative to explain, "Miss, that's Miss Yi, Miss Yi is gentle, a very good person in the royal residence, everyone likes her."

"Is that so?" Mu Lan spoke faintly.

Hexiang looked at Mu Lan and nodded again very cautiously, "Miss and Miss Yi have a good relationship, it will be much more comfortable inside the royal residence."

"Hexiang." Mu Lan swept a glance at Huo Xiang before speaking, "Knowing the face of a man is not knowing his heart. You need to be mindful of everyone and everything, don't just be nice to people, that's the best way to protect yourself."

Lotus fragrance froze and passively nodded, "Yes, slave girl knows."

Mu Lan didn't say anything and didn't evade, walking in the direction of Mu Zhiying. Mu Zhiying was a little surprised when she saw Mu Lan, smiling gently on the surface, but with a flash of disgust in her eyes.

And on Mu Zhiying's side, there were two tall men standing.

Mu Lan recognized them at once, it was Mu Zhan Snapdragon and Li Shiyu.

She quieted down and asked for peace, "My daughter has met the fourth prince, second brother." And only then did Mu Lan look at Mu Zhi Hua, but didn't open her mouth.

She just looked like this for an instant.

Mu Zhiying was a little frightened by Mu Lan's look, and the impatience in her brows and eyes became more and more obvious, but in front of Li Shiyu, Mu Zhiying was not able to show it, and could only feign enthusiasm.

"I'm afraid this is Sister Mu Lan," she said. Mu Zhiying's soft voice came out, sounding very good.

Mu Zhan Snapdragon was not moving as he watched and did not speak, just standing quietly, Li Shiyu on the side smiled warmly and brushed his hand, "Get up."

"Thank you Fourth Prince." Mu Lan blessed her body before standing up.

The remaining light from the corner of her eye swept over Li Shiyu, and she could not help but feel some surprise in her eyes.

Obviously, Li Shiyu had been seriously injured two days ago, but now he looked like a person who was fine and could talk and laugh here.

In his last life, Mu Lan knew very little about Li Shiyu, and had almost never come into contact with him.

He only knew that Li Shiyu was a gentle and elegant person, and it was this person who rose up to rebel at the end of the day, only to lose the battle and be beheaded by Li Shiyuan at the Noon Gate.

And in this life, Mu Lan realized that she had already met Li Shiyu very early in her life.

Thinking of the jade pendant she had asked for from Li Shiyu, Mu Lan's hand hidden in her water sleeve clenched her fist, hiding her surprise very well.

This man, was far more dangerous than he appeared on the surface.

"Where is sister going?" Mu Zhiying was dissatisfied that she was being ignored by Mu Lan and took the initiative to break such a silence.

She looked at this face of Mu Lan with an indescribable jealousy.

Mu Zhiying was born good looking, but in front of Mu Lan, she looked much inferior.

Her beauty needed fancy clothes and jewelry to set it off, while Mu Lan was only slightly powdered, but could make people forget it. Her bright features made the sun, moon and stars all pale in comparison.

How could Mu Zhi drawing be willing to be taken away from all the light of the eyes.

Plus Mu Lan's identity.

Mu Zhiying's nails had firmly pinched into her flesh, but yet on the surface, she still had to maintain her usual image.

On the contrary, Mu Lan looked at Mu Zhi Hua with a smile, such a smile, more and more let Mu Zhi Hua nervous, even, in Mu Lan's serious, hard out of the sweat stained feeling.

That is a feeling of trepidation.

Suddenly

In the crowd's dismay, Mu Zhi Painting let out a cry of alarm and directly knelt down, prostrate in front of Mu Lan, as if she was a worshipper, in a sincere and fearful manner.

''Sister, you are noble Miss Yi, you can't make such a big salute to me, this will make people look at you and laugh.'' Mu Lan opened his mouth in surprise, half bending down, trying to help Mu Zhi Hua up.

Mu Zhiying was so angry that she couldn't speak.

When had she ever been so humiliated outside.

This was not a case of her having to kneel down and salute, it was clearly someone secretly sweeping their palm winds, the stone hitting her knee, and she was forced to kneel down.

And this kneeling, on the contrary, is still in front of Mu Lan.

In front of her stood the current Fourth Prince and Mu Zhan Snapdragon.

Regardless of whether it was face or face, at this moment, they had all completely lost everything.

Mu Zhi painting looked up at the moment Mu Lan, eyes instantly cold down, Mu Lan was raised eyebrows, in helping up Mu Zhi painting, lowered his voice, only two people can hear the tone of voice to open: "Miss Yi why need to anger, not afraid of ruining the image of the lady?"

「You ......」 Mu Zhi Painting was annoyed, but in such a situation, she could only bite her teeth and swallow it herself.

Mu Lan, however, has already picked up Mu Zhiying, the previous provocation has long been hidden, gently smiled at Mu Zhiying, and then quietly stood aside, not speaking.

Mu Zhi painting ate a secret loss, but could not attack, in the end could only look at Mu Lan with a fake smile: "What sister said, even if you are a young lady, the order of the eldest and youngest is still necessary, or else it is for the fourth prince to see the joke."

"Miss said yes." Mu Lan took the words with a smile on her face, "I'll make a note of it, the order of the young and the old."

Mu Zhi Hua laughed coldly in her heart, her loathing for Mu Lan deepening.

Of course she knew that Mu Lan had returned.

Mu Lan is the first daughter of Mu Wangfu, no one dares to be sure that Mu Hongyuan let Mu Lan come back just for the sake of happiness, after all, back then, Mu Hongyuan's favor to the late Wangfei is known to everyone, if not for the death of Mu Lan's mother consort, it would not be the turn of the side consort to take the throne.

So, who knows if Mu Lan's return will regain Mu Hongyuan's favor.

Chen Zhirong and Mu Zhantai will try to eliminate the roots.

Besides, Mu Lan's failure to rush the wedding and the old madam really having an accident would be the best for Chen Zhirong, after all, this way, Chen Zhirong wouldn't need to take into account the old madam's existence, and would be able to take the real power of the Mu Wangfu's backyard completely into her own hands.

And in Mu Zhi painting's opinion, Mu Lan had grown up in the folklore since she was a child, no matter if it was her decency or temperament, she could not possibly surpass herself, Mu Zhantian had said about what happened in the Gu mansion three days ago, and even if Mu Lan was still alive, at least in that situation, she would have been scared out of her wits.

Who knew that what she saw was such a spoiled and beautiful woman.

The hatred in Mu Zhi Painting's heart became more and more obvious, and that idea of cutting off the roots grew more and more intense.

First daughter and concubine daughter, after all, there is a difference.

Mu Lan came back, she this side consort's daughter will sooner or later fall into the wind, she must take advantage of Mu Lan has not yet gained power when, completely can be put to death.

After sinking, Mu Zhiying calmed herself.

Soon after, Mu Zhiying asked as if nothing had happened, "Sister hasn't told me yet, where are we going? Just arrived at the royal residence, why don't you rest and walk around?"

"Of course I'm going to pay my respects to old madam." Mu Lan didn't hide it, looking at Mu Zhi Hua with a half-smile, "Lest I accidentally be charged with a disrespectful offense, I can't afford it."

With that, Mu Lan glanced at the sky, which was already sinking, "Miss Yi, it's getting late, and I still have to rush to pay my respects to the old madam, so I won't tarry here any longer."

Seeing that Mu Zhi Hua had no intention of leaving, Mu Lan raised his eyebrows: ''Or does Miss Yi want to go with me? It's just as well, if Miss Yi accompanies me, I will also feel more at ease, after all, when you first come here, you don't know many rules, don't you?''

These words, spoken between the lines, were just right, not giving Mu Zhi Hua any reason to refuse.

But Mu Lan again paved the way for Mu Zhi Hua, leaving her with a dilemma.

At least in front of Li Shiyu, it was impossible for Mu Zhiying to refuse.

As expected, Mu Zhiying looked at Mu Lan and suddenly laughed out, ''That's natural, I'll take sister with me so that I don't have to worry about sister being unfamiliar with the road and delaying the old madam's rest, or sister not knowing the rules of the residence and letting the Fourth Prince look at her as a joke.''

Mu Lan smiled, nodded his head, and then turned around, paying no more attention to Mu Zhi Hua, quietly walking on the way to the ancestral hall.

Mu Zhiying reluctantly led her maidservant to walk in front.

Mu Lan nodded slightly as he passed in front of Li Shiyu and Mu Zhanchu, passing by with ease. When she passed in front of Li Shiyu, suddenly, a gust of palm wind came, Mu Lan didn't move and took the palm hard, staggering and falling towards the path.

She knew that this gust of palm wind came from Li Shiyu.

Before Mu Zhiying was set up to kneel by herself, Li Shiyu naturally guessed it, so now Li Shiyu was testing himself.

It was impossible for someone who practiced martial arts not to feel the palm wind from before.

If Mu Lan reacted, he would undoubtedly expose himself completely in front of Li Shiyu.

When Li Shiyu's enemy was unknown, Mu Lan could not act rashly.

Moreover, Li Shiyu had always been a shrewd person. Even if he had saved Li Shiyu that day with his face covered, Li Shiyu's suspicion would have been inevitable in such a coincidence of timing and location.

"Miss," Hexiang exclaimed when she saw Mu Lan stumbling.

Even Mu Zhiying, who was walking in front, looked over, and Mu Lan saw that she couldn't stabilize herself, while Li Shiyu's movements were even faster, having instantly moved in front of Mu Zhiying.

A warm and courteous voice came out, "Miss Mu, please be careful."

As the words fell, Mu Lan had also fallen into Li Shiyu's arms, but it was only for an instant, as Li Shiyu righted Mu Lan, he had already pulled her away from himself.

The lowered brows hid a deep meaning.

Obviously just now he felt this burst of palm wind came from Mu Lan's direction, but now under the test, Mu Lan is like a weak woman, does not know kung fu.

Is Mu Lan hiding deeply, or is his perception wrong?

Li Shiyu stood with his hands behind his back and did not show his emotions.

And Mu Lan looked at Li Shiyu, his face again with a trace of panic: "My daughter thanked the fourth prince for helping me, it was my daughter who was reckless."

"No harm done." Li Shiyu let out a faint smile, but he was unimpressed.

Mu Zhanshu did not say anything.

And after Mu Lan stood firmly, he politely blessed his body and quietly continued walking forward.

Mu Zhiying watched all of this with cold eyes, and as Mu Lan walked in, she let out a short, cold laugh.

Mu Lan was not amused.

Mu Zhiying lowered her voice and warned, ''Mu Lan, this is the Mu Wang Mansion, and you are not allowed to be the slightest bit reckless. Nor can you be allowed to do any unseemly and meticulous things in the Mu Wang Mansion."

"Sister has been taught." Mu Lan smiled and was not the least bit angry.

Mu Zhiying's face became even uglier.

But in the way of the people present, Mu Zhi painting is not good to attack, whisking his sleeve and walking quickly, rare some no temperament, and Mu Zhi painting compared to Mu Lan seems calm much, calm and unhurried walking.

Instead of following Mu Lan behind the lotus fragrance, fearful.

She was afraid that she might get into an accident.

But in Mu Lan's eyes, what Hexiang saw was a calm and relaxed confidence. Favored and unperturbed in danger.

It was Li Shiyu who didn't follow up and stood in place.

Until Mu Lan's figure disappeared, Li Shiyu faintly opened his mouth: ''Mu Lan is not simple.''

Mu Zhan Snapdragon wrinkled his brows: ''She was already sent to the Gu Mansion on the first day of her birth, and for the past 16 years, the people of the Mu Mansion have paid no attention to her, almost not remembering that such a person exists. If it wasn't for the fact that the old lady's health has been deteriorating over the past two years, the imperial physicians would have been unable to help, and only then would they have beaten a dead horse and allowed Mu Lan to come back for the wedding."

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The implication was that Mu Lan was not much of a special person, and that this was all more of an accident.

Li Shiyu listened quietly, his eyes had already retracted, still standing with his hands behind his back: "What is Gu Fu?"

''Ordinary traders, have a few stores in Kyoto, that's all.'' Mu Zhan Snap explained.

Li Shiyu nodded his head and did not say anything, walking calmly in the direction of the ancestral hall.

He was originally ordered to come and visit the old madam, and in the meantime, take a look at the first daughter of the Mu Mansion who had just returned, it was just that this Mu Lan, somewhat surprised Li Shiyu.

Her posture was extremely similar to the woman who saved herself that day and asked for her jade pendant, especially her tone of voice, which was light and breezy, with a bit of caution in the recklessness.

Is it a coincidence?

In such contemplation, Li Shiyu chest a beat, fixed his mind, Mu Zhanshu primrose eyes flashed a trace of worry: "Fourth Highness, you ......"

"No harm done." Li Shiyu waved his hand, and soon continued walking forward without changing his face.

Two days ago, Li Shiyu was surrounded by the Prince's people and was seriously injured, but he could not show the slightest bit of suspicion in the court, so Li Shiyu was forcibly suppressing his wounds and appeared as if nothing had happened on the surface.

Just now, when testing Mu Lan, Li Shiyu transported qi, naturally suffered backlash.

The taste of blood rushed into his throat in a burst, but was strongly suppressed.

And Mu Lan's reaction was like that of a weak woman who didn't know martial arts.

So was his intuition wrong?

Sinking, Li Shiyu looked at Mu Zhanshu: "How is the investigation of the previous matter going?"

''The other party doesn't know the identity of the fourth prince, this assassination didn't work, I'm afraid that the crown prince won't let it go, your highness still needs to be more careful.'' Mu Zhan Snap wrinkled his eyebrows, ''On the contrary, the person who saved your highness, wiped all the traces clean, I'm afraid it will take some time.''

Li Shiyu nodded his head and didn't say anything more, the conversation between the two was very light, until they reached the vicinity of the ancestral hall, the conversation came to an abrupt end.

......

Mu Wang Mansion, Ancestral Hall.

Wang Xuefang walked out of the ancestral hall under the support of two sisters, and saw Mu Zhiying coming to her face, Mu Zhiying immediately bowed: "Good day grandmother, Zhiying greets you."

"Zhiying, why are you here at this hour?" Wang Xuefang was happy to see Mu Zhiying.

''I missed my grandmother, so I came over to greet her.'' Mu Zhiying's sweet mouth coaxed Wang Xuefang to be very happy.

Wang Xuefang smiled, "You're the one with the sweet mouth, you make people happy every day."

Mu Zhiying stood obediently, looking at Wang Xuexuan with some pouting, not mentioning Mu Lan's intention at all, Mu Lan also stood unhurriedly, as if what was in front of him didn't have much to do with himself.

It was Wang Xuexuan who noticed Mu Lan, and after looking up and down, she already had a number in her mind.

Mu Lan's face was almost identical to that of the late Princess.

Wang Xuefang did not have much good feelings about Mu Lan, after all, Mu Lan was born, Mu Wangfu one after another, plus Mu Lan's mother died because of childbirth, but Mu Lan life hard to stay, once let Mu Hongyuan heartbroken.

To sum up, Wang Xuexiang had no way to have any good feelings or pity for Mu Lan.

Even if she knew that Mu Lan was returning to Mu Wangfu to celebrate her own wedding, Wang Xuefang's face was no better.

She always felt that Mu Lan was a spoilsport.

But looking at Mu Lan's generous appearance, Wang Xuefang did not say anything, at least this Mu Lan and his own thought is too much better.

She thought that Mu Lan, who had been left unchecked by the people, was a wild girl who couldn't get on the stage.

The Gu family is not a big family, is some money, in Kyoto does not have any reputation, teach out of the girl can not become something.

As a result, Mu Lan surprised Wang Xuefang.

Standing here with this kind of demeanor, it is as if he has been through the storms for a long time, and he is not afraid of being humiliated. Simple dress can be unforgettable without being overly ostentatious.

The delicate features resembled the late Wangfei, and there was a moment of trance that made Wang Xuefang think that it was the late Wangfei who had been reborn.

She quieted down and her hand holding the Sister tightened.

And when Mu Lan saw Wang Xuefang looking at herself, she then fell and asked for peace: ''Good day grandmother, it is Mu Lan who is unfilial, not having asked for your peace for so many years.''

As the words fell, Mu Lan had also knelt down and kowtowed to Wang Xuefang.

Respectfully.

Seeing this, Wang Xuefang's face eased along with her and spoke faintly, ''Get up.''

Mu Zhiying wrinkled her eyebrows.

Such a picture was also out of Mu Zhiying's expectations. In her opinion, Mu Lan was someone who couldn't rise to the occasion, and with Wang Xuefang's demand for people, she was naturally disgusted with Mu Zhiying.

But apparently, all of them had miscalculated.

Wang Xuefang didn't see to like Mu Lan, but didn't have much aversion to him.

Mu Zhiying was rarely a bit tense, thinking about how to add to Mu Lan's chaos, but on the contrary, Mu Lan couldn't find any gaps in his words or actions.

And the kneeling Mu Lan heard Wang Xuefang's words, then stood up: ''Mu Lan thanked grandmother.''

Wang Xuefang nodded: "It's also counted that you have a heart, knowing that you came to greet me when you entered the house."

''Mu Lan does not dare to forget. I'm just afraid that I've disturbed your grandmother's training." Mu Lan responded appropriately.

"This is the same for you and your mother consort." Wang Xuefang thought of the late Wangfei, "In the past, she always waited outside the ancestral hall, waiting for me to come out, and then accompanied me to go for a walk, think about it, this is sixteen years in the past."

The fast time made Wang Xuefang a little emotional.

If the Wangfei was still around, I'm afraid Mu Lan wouldn't be in the current situation, at least he wouldn't be able to live in exile.

Coupled with Mu Hongyuan's favoritism towards the Wangfei, Mu Lan would only be the unique daughter of this royal family.

Thinking of these, Wang Xuefang also some sighs, looking at Mu Lan quietly standing appearance, can not help but more than a trace of heartache.

After all, Mu Lan is also the first daughter of Mu Wangfu.

Regardless of what happened back then, living outside, always let a person pity more, after all, back then, Mu Lan still suffered from an undeserved disaster.

Mu Hongyuan was more unable to accept that the crown princess died because of the birth, so he pressed the charge of being a spoilsport on Mu Lan's body.

Or rather, he didn't want to see Mu Lan's face that resembled the Wangfei's for fear of overthinking.

Mu Lan listened to Wang Xuefang's words, but calmly picked up, "If Mu Lan is fortunate, he would like to accompany his grandmother for a walk around the mansion."

Wang Xueshuang nodded and quietly looked at Mu Lan: ''Walk with me.''

''Yes.'' Mu Lan responded meekly, and then followed Wang Xuefang step by step.

When Mu Zhiying saw such a picture, she became more and more anxious: ''Grandmother, your health is not good, the Imperial Doctor has come and said that you need to rest more, it's better to let Zhiying send you back.''

She didn't want Mu Lan and Wang Xuefang to get too close.

It was a gut feeling, an intuition that Wang Xuefang wouldn't be too bad for Mu Lan, and when Wang Xuefang was still around, the ultimate power in the royal family was still in Wang Xuefang's hands.

Once Mu Lan gained power, it wouldn't do them any favors.

"Miss Yi." The quiet Mu Lan suddenly spoke up, interrupting Mu Zhi Hua's words, ''I think the royal doctor told grandmother to rest, he didn't make her bedridden all year round, being able to move around more is good for the body. Maybe this disease will be cured without medicine."

「You ......」 Mu Zhiying looked at Mu Lan furiously.

Mu Lan was calm and smiled warmly at Wang Xueshuang: "Grandmother, do you think it's the right thing to do."

''It is.'' Wang Xuefang nodded her head, and her favorability towards Mu Lan rose a few more points.

Since she was seriously ill, the side consort always pressed her to rest inside the house, not allowed to walk around, not allowed to see the sunlight, the side consort's mind, how could Wang Xuefang not understand, as for the hindrance of their own situation, Wang Xuefang is not good and the side consort to directly turn the other cheek.

The more you live to this age, Wang Xuefang for death becomes more and more taboo.

Otherwise, it would not have moved the idea of rushing.

Obviously, now this idea, Mu Lan is an unexpected gain, at least not the side consort of this branch of the people, the surface seems to be obedient, behind the scenes may not be in what to move.

Mu Lan smiled and did not answer, took the initiative to help Wang Xuexiang, toward the garden.

Mu Zhi painting angry in place straight stomping feet, looking at Mu Lan's eyes more and more sinister up, and then, she did not stop for a moment, quickly walked in the opposite direction.

Mu Lan looked out of the corner of his eye and feigned caution and aggression, ''Grandmother, did Mu Lan offend Miss Yi? After all, Mu Lan is new here, not quite sure of the situation, just speaking from intuitive understanding, if offended, then Mu Lan will first apologize to grandmother, and then make amends to Miss Yi."

"Won't." Wang Xueshang waved her hand, "Zhiying is not that careful."

"Then Mu Lan is relieved." Mu Lan smiled.

Afterwards, she accompanied Wang Xuexiang without changing her color and continued to walk forward, the convergence of emotions, hiding a deep meaning.

In her last life, when Mu Lan had the time to greet Wang Xuefang, she was too anxious to speak out of turn, which in turn made Wang Xuefang feel that Mu Lan was unsettled.

Of course, there was also the reason why Mu Zhi Paintings pushed the envelope here.

Before Mu Lan went to look for Wang Xuefang, Mu Zhiying carefully taught and inculcated the idea that Wang Xuefang's health was not good and it was not suitable for her to move around much, so she had to convalesce in the house.

When these words came out of Mu Lan's mouth, it was more like cursing Wang Xuefang to return to the west soon, which led to Wang Xuefang's heavy anger, coupled with her tardiness, she was directly imprisoned to the woodshed.

In this life, she took this sin and pressed it onto Mu Zhiying's body.

After all, prolonging life is also Wang Xuefang's mind, not the death of the old wood withered.

Of course Mu Lan is very clear, just this matter, it is impossible to shake Mu Zhi Painting's position in Wang Xuefang's heart, but after accumulating day by day, the outbreak is immeasurable.

If you want to stand firm in Mu Wangfu, Wang Xuefang is a key figure.

Mu Lan had her own handful of weighing in her heart, and every step she took after being reborn, she appeared to be extraordinarily careful and cautious.

When Mu Lan accompanied Wang Xuexiang to the ancestral hall, she happened to see Li Shiyu and Mu Zhanxuan coming, Mu Lan asked for peace.

Li Shiyu signaled Mu Lan to get up, and then walked to Wang Xuefang's front and helped Wang Xuefang up: ''Old madam looks much more robust, in that case, this king thinks that father will feel much more at ease when he knows about it.''

"Thank you Fourth Highness for your relationship, to wait for the old lady to personally go to the palace in a few days to thank the emperor." Wang Xueshuang looked at Li Shiyu with a smile and said all the words of the scene.

The two men came and went, and the whole time Mu Lan kept quiet.

Only the remaining light from the corner of her eyes would occasionally fall on Li Shiyu's body, but it was quickly withdrawn, and when Mu Lan looked at Li Shiyu for the last time, she was caught by Li Shiyu.

Mu Lan, however, was not shocked or panicked and calmly retracted his gaze again.

Li Shiyu's eyes became much more playful, but it was only an instant before it disappeared.

Li Shiyu didn't stay in the Mu Wang Mansion for much longer, and after visiting Wang Xueshuang, he asked Mu Lan about his condition in a formulaic manner, and then got up to leave.

Mu Zhanshu personally sent Li Shiyu away.

Mu Lan remained at Wang Xuefang's side.

After all, Wang Xuefang had been sick for a long time, and couldn't stay out for long before she was a bit tired, which Mu Lan noticed at the first opportunity, ''Grandmother, when Mu Lan was in the Gu residence, he learned some massage techniques with his adoptive parents, so perhaps he can help Grandmother relieve her headache and discomfort.''

Wang Xuefang was surprised: "You still know these?"

"I know a little." Mu Lan was confident.

Wang Xuefang smiled, "Then I would like to try. Over the years, these maids and sisters, as well as the imperial doctors in the palace and the doctors outside have all tried, but none of them are reliable."

Headache is Wang Xueshuang's old problem, also because of the headache, more and more to Wang Xueshuang's body tortured and tattered.

In his last life, Mu Lan also wanted to use this to please Wang Xuefang, but did not expect every time in the wrong time, resulting in Wang Xuefang cranky, more intuitively believe that Mu Lan is back to ask for life rather than the joy of Mu Lan more and more disgusted.

These wrong times were naturally arranged by Mu Zhiying.

Mu Lan was not wary of Mu Zhi Hua, and told him about his medical skills. Mu Zhi Hua pretended to be kind and arranged for Mu Lan to give Wang Xuefang a massage, which turned out to be a mistake, and not only didn't allow Wang Xuefang to relieve her pain, but instead, she looked more and more uncomfortable while Wang Xuefang was concurrently in the throes of the pain.

When Wang Xuefang got angry, Mu Lan was frightened, and the candlestick and hot water on the side were also knocked over, scalded Wang Xuefang.

The more Wang Xuexuan to Mu Lan's disgust, adding insult to injury.

That time, Mu Lan was chastised, kneeling in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights, and when Wang Xuexuan opened her mouth, Mu Lan almost lost half of his life.

Mu Lan gathered down the memories of her last life and quietly helped Wang Xuefang walk towards the house.

She carefully padded the soft cushions for Wang Xuefang, sent Hexiang to bring aromatherapy, and then asked her Sister to find a zither player, designating a few tunes for the zither player to play over and over again.

Wang Xuefang's brows wrinkled as she watched.

Mu Lan's hands were already gently massaging Wang Xuefang, and he spoke faintly, "Grandmother, when massaging, apart from the techniques, the environment and the state of mind are also of great concern. The music played by the qin master can soothe your emotions, and the aromatherapy also serves the same purpose, and together with the techniques, it will ease the headache and gradually disappear.''

These words, Mu Lan also spoke softly and slowly.

Wang Xuefang didn't know whether it was Mu Lan's words that had worked, or her techniques that had worked, or the current atmosphere that had worked, but she actually felt that her stubborn headache had eased, and she even began to drift off to sleep.

Mu Lan was judging according to Wang Xuefang's situation, her techniques constantly changing, precisely targeting each acupoint, until the zither master's music stopped, Mu Lan released her hand.

"Lan'er this technique is masterful." Wang Xuefang was very satisfied, her essence was much better.

Even the way he addressed Mu Lan had been changed, showing how much Wang Xuefang liked it.

Mu Lan humbly opened his mouth: ''It's grandmother who praised me too much.''

The more Wang Xuefang looked, the more she liked, obviously the attitude is much better, and then looked at Mu Lan's simple clothes, head did not have any hair ornaments, eyebrows also followed wrinkled up: ''Sister Li, the Chen butler called me.''

"Yes." Sister Li respectfully answered.

Mu Lan instead stood calmly.

She has been reborn, some things can follow the trajectory of history, and some things will naturally change, just like now, Mu Lan roughly guessed what Wang Xuefang is going to do.

It's just that Mu Lan didn't expect such joy to come so quickly.

Mu Lan wasn't complacent.

Wang Xuefang's fondness for herself was not allowing herself to be at ease within the Mu Wang Mansion, but rather, it was becoming more and more of a crisis, and every next step would seem extraordinarily arduous and cautious.

And Butler Chen soon came, respectfully kneeling in front of Wang Xuefang: "Old madam, what do you want to find slave."

But Butler Chen's line of sight landed on Mu Lan's body without a trace.

Mu Lan looked at it very faintly, a smile-like smile at the corner of his mouth, but it quickly disappeared and he stood quietly.

"Lan'er is the first daughter of Mu Wangfu, why did you enter the house without a decent dress, not even an accessory, if this were to be spread out, those who don't know would think that our Mu Wangfu doesn't treat Lan'er well, so where do you let the king's face rest." Wang Xuefang reprimanded Butler Chen again.

These words made Butler Chen look sideways at Mu Lan.

What on earth were Mu Lan's virtues and abilities that could make Wang Xuefang care extraordinarily about Mu Lan when he had just entered the royal residence.

Since the side consort took charge, Wang Xuexuan never asked about these things, and left them in the side consort's hands. Mu Lan returned, of course, the side consort is not possible to give a good face, will only find a way to be put to death, even the arrangement of the compound is the location of the lower room.

How can they take the initiative to prepare these for Mu Lan.

Butler Chen was taught by Mu Lan, naturally know Mu Lan's methods are powerful, but involving the royal family, Butler Chen did not dare to make any decisions privately.

Now that Wang Xuefang had opened her mouth, Butler Chen would naturally be able to get it in name only.

After all, the side consort didn't dare to have any opinions about Wang Xuefang.

Even if she was reluctant, she could only do as she was told.

"I ask old madam to redeem myself, this is a dereliction of duty on the part of the slave, I will immediately prepare the young lady's clothes and jewelry." Butler Chen spoke respectfully.

Only then did Wang Xuefang's face follow and ease up, and then looked at Mu Lan: "Lan'er needs anything, just feel free to talk to Butler Chen, you are the first daughter of my Mu Wangfu, so you can't let people fall out of line."

"Mu Lan thanks grandmother. Mu Lan will pay attention to this in the future and will not do it again." Mu Lan followed Wang Xuefang's words.

The natural purpose of finding such plain colored clothes and not wearing any accessories was to do just that.

Without someone to back her up, she would never be able to raise her eyebrows in the royal household, let alone be treated equally.

Without equality, how could she take herself to negotiate terms in the future.

Mu Lan lowered her eyebrows, because her goal was never in the Mu Wangfu.

These people in the Mu Wangfu were nothing more than ants to Mu Lan, and were not enough. What she needed was a good starting point and springboard.

Wang Xuefang listened to Mu Lan's words and nodded.

Mu Lan then had spoken calmly, "Mu Lan has disturbed grandmother for too long, grandmother rest first, Mu Lan will come back tomorrow to greet grandmother."

"Good." Wang Xuefang became more and more satisfied.

Mu Lan didn't say anything and calmly retreated, butler Chen followed Mu Lan's back and walked out, unable to avoid looking at Mu Lan a few more times.

This Mu Lan, I'm afraid it's much more powerful than he thought.

Wang Xuefang has never been a good person to get along with, the side consort can go to today, I do not know how much effort spent on Wang Xuefang's body, but Mu Lan easily did.

But why didn't Mu Lan just go with the flow and say where he was living now and sue again?

Butler Chen didn't ask much.

He looked at Mu Lan respectfully, ''Miss, what you need, slave will send it to you in a moment.''

Mu Lan nodded: ''Thank you, Butler Chen.''

And then, Mu Lan didn't say anything more, leading Lotus Xiang towards the west building, with Lotus Xiang following along.

It was only when they reached the sparsely populated west building that He Xiang couldn't help but open her mouth, ''Miss, you're really great. You just came back and coaxed the old madam into obedience."

Mu Lan but smiled without saying anything.

She lightly flicked Huo Xiang's eyebrow: "Learn well, don't be stupid and cheat people in the future."

''Miss,'' Hexiang covered her eyebrows and responded with a pout.

Mu Lan laughed out loud and didn't say anything.

The two walked into the west building.

Hexiang looked at the environment of the west building quiet down: "Miss, the old lady like you, why you do not say with the old lady to change a place, the west building here, can not live here, can not see the sunshine all year round, and so on the days of the cold, will be frozen can not stand it."

Hexiang is the inferior maid who lives in the west building, naturally she knows the situation of this side of the west building.

There was no one in the West Wing who didn't want to leave.

Mu Lan, on the other hand, looked as if he was fine. In Huo Xiang's opinion, Mu Lan just didn't know how bad it was in the West Wing.

Mu Lan listened to the words of Huo Xiang, but smiled unobtrusively: "There is no hurry, will soon be out of here, step by step, a lot of things can not be rushed, even if it is a war, we have to be a master of the name, do you think so?"

Huo Xiang seemed to understand.

Mu Lan didn't explain any more.

In fact, Huo Xiang is still two years older than Mu Lan, but now Mu Lan's state of mind and Huo Xiang compared, I do not know how much more mature, naturally, a lot of ideas are Huo Xiang can not understand.

She sent Huo Xiang to boil water and prepare the evening meal, after all, the people in the west building, it is impossible to get food from the kitchen, everything has to be prepared by themselves.

And Mu Lan waited for Butler Chen at the same place.

Butler Chen not half a quarter of an hour has arrived at the West Building, with a box full of jewelry, but also brought a tailor to personally give Mu Lan tailored clothing.

After the tailor finished measuring, Butler Chen then came forward: "Miss, there is a new cloak of brocade in the royal residence, right outside the door, when you finish choosing, I will let the tailor do it down according to your figure."

"Thank you." Mu Lan smiled.

Afterwards, she generously took one of the largest pearls from the jewelry box and handed it to Butler Chen's hand: ''Butler Chen, this is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it.''

Butler Chen pushed and shoved for a moment before accepting it calmly.

Mu Lan did not say much.

However, she knew very well that relying on force to deter was far inferior to small favors like this to keep Butler Chen loyal. Within the royal residence, as long as they could subdue Butler Chen and Wang Xuefang, the rest would be much easier to handle.

As for the side consort's room

Mu Lan's brows were drenched in blood, come what may.

Otherwise, who would be the scapegoat?

And as expected, after taking in Butler Chen, everything went smoothly, Butler Chen directly let people send the evening meal, and took care of the rest of the things securely, giving Mu Lan convenience without letting Mu Lan have any more uncomfortable places.

After Mu Lan sent Butler Chen away, she sat quietly in the West Building.

She knew that everything that happened today, the side consort's room already knew everything.

Mu Lan was waiting, waiting for the people from the side consort's room to throw themselves into the net.

She was clear that with her current power and ability, it was not enough to bring down the side consort, but she could step by step make the side consort's people walk into their own trap, and ultimately not be able to struggle.

The blood in her brows and eyes did not fade away, it was just well hidden.

After finishing her meal, Mu Lan told He Xiang to go rest first, and then quietly walked towards her own compartment. She pushed the door in and looked at the room with only a bed, a table, and a cupboard, not so much a compartment as a place where people could simply live.

She looked around and let out a cold laugh.

It wouldn't take three days, she would surely be out of here.