When she returned to Lupingyuan, she went to the kitchen to cook porridge. Zhining was still sleeping, so she took advantage of this opportunity to clean the peach petals in the yard.

At this time, the sun also came out. Mu Wanqing felt the warm sunshine. She was still conscious of everything. She was still alive. Although she was borrowing from other people's bodies, living was better than anything else.

Not long after, Zhining had already woken up, but her consciousness was still a little blurred. When she saw Mu Wanqing, her eyes immediately became wet, but she opened her mouth but couldn't say a word.

"Don't talk, eat some porridge first." Mu Wanqing helped Zhining to calm her body and began to feed Zhining to slowly eat porridge.

The porridge was only a little salty, without any ingredients, but had a fragrance. After a bowl of porridge was finished quickly, Zhining's face finally became a little rosy. Mu Wanqing felt relieved. Last night, she endured the pain and went to the woodshed to release Zhining. At that time, Zhining's breathing was weak and she was completely lifeless, but she was muttering: "Miss... Miss..."

At that moment, Mu Wanqing couldn't help but shed two lines of clear tears. She obviously didn't want to cry, but no one had ever treated her like this. She was an orphan in modern times, grew up in an orphanage, without relatives, and had never felt any warmth. But the feeling that Zhining gave her was that she wanted to protect Zhining, a silly girl, for the rest of her life.

"Does it feel okay?" Mu Wanqing asked with concern, holding a cup of salt water for Zhining, "Drink some salt water to replenish the salt lost in the body."

Zhining took the cup of salt water, but she didn't drink it. She lowered her head and said hoarsely: "Miss, I'm sorry..."

Mu Wanqing smiled slightly, but asked, "How long have you been with me?"

Zhining thought for a while before saying, "I have sold myself to the prime minister's mansion since I was a child. I have been serving the lady since I was a child. This year, the lady is seventeen, and it has been about ten years."

"That's right, you've been with me for ten years, and you're still saying sorry, why are you doing?" Mu Wanqing said, and advised her to drink salt water quickly and have a good rest.

Mu Wanqing had eaten some porridge and water, so she hurried to Tonghuaju.

Huo Chen was about to come back from the morning court, and the Tonghua Curie was busy. Aunt Guixin saw Mu Wanqing coming late and couldn't help but frown and said, "Madam, why is it late today?"

"I came over when Zhining fell asleep. I didn't know that it was a waste of time." Mu Wanqing stuck out her tongue. Fortunately, Huo Chen had not come back yet, otherwise she would definitely be punished again.

"Mrs. Go and prepare the fumigation furnace quickly, everything else is almost ready."

Mu Wanqing nodded, then took the peony green leaves on the table and walked outside. Huo Chen's habits were really strange. The spices in the incense were agarwood, and even the spices in the sachet were agarwood, which caused Huo Chen to smell agarwood all over his body. She went out to change the spices of agarwood. When she was about to enter the inner hall, she saw Yingji slowly walking into Tonghuaju. The two of them looked at each other and sparks were almost sparks.

"What a humble woman! How dare you look at me like this? Do you understand the rules?" Ying Ji stared at Mu Wanqing, her plump figure slowly approaching, and Mu Wanqing could smell the smell of rouge on her body.

She is just a ninth-class concubine, and even Yingji is a concubine, her status is higher than her, otherwise she would not have to do these spice changing jobs. Mu Wanqing could bend and stretched, and then said, "I saw Mrs. Yingji's bright light today. She looks so beautiful. The prince will definitely like it after seeing it."

Yingji touched her cheek, smiled slightly, and glanced at Mu Wanqing: "I really know how to talk, so let's forget it today." After speaking, she went into the inner hall and waited for Huo Chen.

Mu Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief and quickly placed the incense burner on the table. Everything was ready, and everyone relaxed. She and the maids retreated. Not long after, Huo Chen came back. He was wearing an official uniform, handsome and handsome, and his facial features seemed to be carved with a knife. He smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he had encountered something happy.

Seeing him walking in, Mu Wanqing sighed in her heart without any danger, but a maid called her: "The prince told you to go in."

Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and the maid shouted impatiently: "Hurry up! Are you deaf?!"

Then she quickly walked into the inner hall and saw Huo Chen sitting on the chair of the Grand Master. Ying Ji was lying on him like a boneless body. Her eyes looked down and saw the tangled peony leaves inflated stove fell to the ground. The agarwood and broken wood inside was spilled out, and there was still a little smoke. Her head blasted, and when she saw the cold smile on the corner of Ying Ji's mouth, she understood everything.

"I can't even do this little skill well, what's the use of keeping you?" Huo Chen kicked the smoke furnace and said coldly.

"Yes, the prince just came back from the morning court and was tired. You are so ungrateful, but you are so ungrateful, which ruined the prince's interest." Yingji's voice was delicate, but her fingers kept stroking Huo Chen's chest.

"Prince, I just put the incense burner in a safe way. Maybe it was a little wild cat who knocked it down." Mu Wanqing looked at Yingji intentionally or unintentionally.

"You!" Ying Ji suddenly became angry. Just as she was about to curse, she realized that Huo Chen was by her side, so she said with a grievance: "Prince, she said I am a little wild cat."

Huo Chen snorted, and before he could see Mu Wanqing in person, he said, "I did something wrong and wanted to put the blame on others? Ask the people in the inner hall, who can testify for you?"

Mu Wanqing glanced at the people in the inner hall. They were all maids, and they all bowed their heads and said nothing. Mu Wanqing bit her lips tightly. Aunt Gui Xin, who treats her well on weekdays, is not in the inner hall. It seems that she has no evidence of death this time.

"Is there nothing to say? Then pick up the agarwood and don't get in the way of my eyes."

Mu Wanqing opened her eyes wide in surprise. The agarwood was still hot. If she wanted to pick it up, her fingers might be hot.

Huo Chen glanced at her, his eyes full of contempt: "Don't dare? Do you know how the master in the palace punished the slaves? Ask those slaves who made mistakes to pick up the burning carbon, and those slaves who said the wrong words had to eat the carbon so that they would not make mistakes again in the future. Isn't it just that you asked you to pick up agarwood, and you wouldn't dare?"

Mu Wanqing chuckled in her heart. Human life was really worthless in the eyes of the powerful people. She squatted down slowly and endured everything. Her fingers slowly reached towards the red wood, and her fingers felt the hot breath.

As we got closer, Mu Wanqing simply closed her eyes and died freely!

"Prince!" A scream rang out from the door.
Chapter completed!