C319 Chalcedony (8) (1/2)

Aunt Zhong flipped through her old calendar and intentionally helped Mu Fengchai dress up on the fifteenth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar. She was dressed in pink with a bun, and through her contacts, she had long since found out Su Ruirui's itinerary and planned how he would make his move today. She had already planned this beforehand so she naturally would not go and make an appointment with Guo Xiufen and Zhang Shuya.

Of course, the two of them had already accepted his favor.

”Hehe, Xia Ye, quick, look, those chrysanthemums are blooming so beautifully!” Mu Fengchai, whose slender waist was covered by a fan, looked at a bunch of chrysanthemums. The corner of her mouth curled up into a gentle smile, and when she lowered her head to smell it, she revealed a fine jade like neck.

”Xiao Sangsang!” Just as Su Ruirui was passing by the imperial garden.

Fan Yingde was so worried that his eyebrows were scrunched up as if he was about to pinch a mosquito to death.

Su Ruirui turned the thumb ring, and walked towards the young lady.

”Xiao Sangsang!” He reached out and grabbed the girl's arm.

The girl's face turned pale with fright as she looked back at him. She then smiled and replied cheerfully, ”Your majesty!” Then she smiled mischievously at him.

Su Ruirui's eyes flashed with a look of loss, and then he said: ”We were wrong, you are Sang'er's cousin?”

Mu Fengchai could feel his gaze on her face. She was obviously looking at her, but she knew that he had only seen her cousin through her.

He sighed lightly in his heart and put away the admiration he had for him. He slightly blessed his body and said, ”Greetings, your majesty. This concubine's cousin's name does indeed have the word mulberry in it.”

The more she understood, the more she understood why her cousin was so angry at the time. This kind of man had said that he was born without any intentions, but he had the heart to say that he had feelings, and it was the most heartless of all.

”Your majesty was in Jingyuan before, but your concubine has seen your majesty before.”

”Tranquil Garden?” Su Ruirui thought back to it, then realized, that the little girl was only eleven or twelve years old at that time, just a few years old, yet she was as pretty as a jade now.

His gaze landed on her beautiful bun, which was still girl's hairstyle. Suddenly, he seemed to see Mu Rousang standing in front of him, and smiled at him.

”Fan Yingde.”

”Your servant is here!” Fan Yingde walked out from behind him, walked to Mu Fengchai and smiled: ”Baolin Mu, congratulations, go back and pack up, we will be sleeping at the Qing Gong Palace tonight.”

Mu Fengchai turned and left with her body once again. Seeing him turn around and leave, the corners of her mouth curled up even more.

Aunt Zhong extended a hand to help her up and whispered, ”Baolin, congratulations.”

”This is only the beginning. We still have a lot to do.” The clarity in Mu Fengchai's eyes had disappeared, there was only a flicker of light.

”It's good that the Baolin is like this. This servant has seen the friendship in the emperor's eyes.” Aunt Zhong smiled.

”Aunt, the Emperor looks at someone else.” Mu Fengchai was very disappointed.

Aunt Zhong stopped smiling and said: ”Baolin, in the palace, the thing you can't trust is friendship, and the thing you can't rely on is kindness. The thing you can't lose is your own heart, you … Baolin's older cousin is really smart. ”

Mu Fengchai's smile became more genuine as she replied, ”That's why she became a cinnabar mole.”

”Baolin is fine too, do you want me to continue being your substitute?” Aunt Zhong asked again.

Mu Fengchai replied with a smile, ”No matter how much you like him, he's just an image, there's no place for him. I've never thought of replacing him.

Aunt Zhong could not understand what Mu Fengchai was thinking.

”Auntie only needs to understand that I want to ascend to the position of a concubine. Only then will Aunt's life be better.” The more Mu Fengchai saw, the more she understood that in her heart, only her cousin was good. In this huge imperial harem, she would have even more of a chance to climb up and sit in the position of a concubine. Only then would she be able to take care of her family.

After receiving her kindness, Mu Fengchai did not end up like the previous Li Yulan, who was pampered, like a small stone thrown into water, which only created a few water droplets. In the following days, Mu Fengchai lived like a sheep, and the emperor Su Ruirui also seemed to have forgotten about her.

Only Mu Fengchai knew clearly that it was impossible for Su Ruirui to forget her. That night, she had always heard Su Ruirui calling her cousin's name.

In her heart, there was always a trace of bitterness flowing, but she no longer made an extravagant request.

When the snow fell on the yellow glazed tiles to form a thick flocculation, the winter solstice has approached.

Since the day of Mu Fengchai's grace, she had been carried into the Palace again. She could not be considered to be favoured, but the Emperor still remembered her.

The people in the imperial harem saw that she was not being pampered, so no one came to pick on her.

On this day, she was embroidering flowers next to the smokebox in her room. Ever since winter, she had been working as a woman ever since.

Xia Ye brewed a cup of warm tea for her, while Mu Fengchai embroidered some flowers on it and chatted with them for a while.

”Baolin, tell these servants about what happened to you when you were in the south.” Xia Lu was a true person from the Northern Lands. Growing up in the Northern Lands, she could not imagine how vivid the four seasons were in the south. She could not imagine how beautiful the spring days were, how hot the summer days were, how happy the autumn days were, or how idle the winter days were.

As a result, whenever she was free, she would always pester Mu Fengchai and talk about the matters in the south the most.