"Xin'er has met Prince Rui." Feng Muxin walked out without waiting for the butler to answer.

Her steps were swaying from side to side, very charming.

While she looked at Prince Rui shyly, she secretly looked at the woman next to him.

It's strange how this woman looks like her good sister, Feng Muli, that bitch.

Mu Li stood aside, glanced at her, and smiled.

"Li'er, let's go in and wait, or should we go back to the house first?" Prince Rui leaned close to Mu Li and asked her in a low voice.

"Xin'er, it's my first time for my sister to come to the house. Why don't you invite her to sit in the house?" Mu Li didn't answer, but turned to Feng Mu Xin and spoke calmly.

She is not just a quick talker. When she came to Prince An's Mansion today, she didn't come to Prince An, but to find Feng Muxin.

Feng Mu was startled and took a step back. The woman with the flower pattern on her eyebrows was actually Feng Muli?!

Damn it, wasn't she kidnapped?

Why do you still have the nerve to come back? Even if you are not dead, you should have lost your innocence.

What's going on with Prince Rui?

She clearly heard what he said to the housekeeper about princess?

Could it be that he wants to marry her, Feng Muli?

What's so good about Feng Muli? He's clearly just a pair of broken shoes. He followed King An, then King War, and now he has nothing to do with King Rui in front of him. Damn it, you bitch!

Feng Mu was a little angry, but she didn't dare to be presumptuous, "Ah, sister, it's all because of my blindness. Is sister okay?" She said as she stepped forward to hold Mu Li's hand.

Mu Li dodged cleverly, took a step without leaving a trace, and stepped into the gate of Prince An's Mansion. She turned her head and said, "Don't you want to leave?"

Feng Muxin was startled and her teeth itched with anger. Who was this from King An? Even if Feng Muxin was a concubine, she still had a physical relationship with King An.

Why does she, Feng Muli, have any say in making arrangements here?

The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became, she said no and walked in directly.

Prince Rui naturally didn't understand the secret battle between them, so he just walked a few steps quickly, approached Mu Li, and walked forward together.

Feng Muxin was angry and quickened her pace, "Sister and Prince Rui are here for the first time. Xin'er will lead the way."

"Housekeeper, please come back to the house quickly. Don't keep Prince Rui waiting." She spoke repeatedly, her voice soft and soft.

Mu Li was not surprised at all by her pretentiousness.

She, Feng Muxin, is the same as Duan, her aunt. She is the same in front of others, but another appearance behind her. She has been used to it for a long time.

Several people were seated in the front hall, and King An was having a drink at the wine shop.

He had been staying at home for many days, using wine to numb himself all day long. Last night, he had a dream, so he went to a wine shop to have a drink in the morning, and did not even go to the morning meeting.

Emperor Renzong has been angry and annoyed because of him recently, but there is nothing he can do about him.

"Tell me, who is here?" Wang An said, holding a half-drunk cup, his eyes blurred and intoxicated.

Seeing his drunken state, the housekeeper felt heartbroken. He avoided talking about Prince Rui and spoke directly to the key person, "Your Majesty, yes, Miss Li is here."

King An remained silent and drank the cup in his hand.

Looking at him, he was stunned for a while, and suddenly his eyes widened, "You, who did you just say!"

The old housekeeper's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his voice again, "Yes, the legitimate daughter of the Feng family, Feng Muli."

King An stood up unsteadily, staggered, and hurriedly ran out of the private room and rushed downstairs.

The housekeeper hurriedly kicked him out.

The shopkeeper, Uncle Zhang, was stunned. Prince An hadn't been here for a long time, so why did he leave just after having a drink?

Alas, not yet...

Forget it, he is a dignified prince and will not default on his debts. Let’s settle the matter together some other time.

After running wildly all the way, King An finally ran back to his house. When he stopped, sweating profusely, he was no longer drunk and sober.

He fluttered the gown on his body and frowned, "No, it's all wrinkles. How can I see Li'er?"

When the housekeeper saw him running towards the backyard, he was a little surprised and said, "Your Majesty, they are in the hall."

"Well, I know, I will go to the back to take a bath first." King An said as he walked.

The housekeeper was silent and stroked the sweat beads on his head. Alas, the prince ran too fast, but his old bones were exhausted.

It's okay, the prince has gone to take a bath, so he can take some time and rest.

In the front hall, Feng Muxin asked the maid to serve tea, but Muli didn't speak.

As a last resort, she had no choice but to approach Prince Rui.

From time to time she would say a few lines of poetry to show off her talent.

Prince Rui frowned, unable to say anything due to Li'er's face, so he agreed a few words smoothly.

Feng Mu was overjoyed, thinking that Prince Rui was pleased with her, and became even more attentive to her.

Now, the entire hall was filled with her Feng Muxin's voice, so delicate and artificial that it made people's skin crawl.

Prince Rui couldn't bear it anymore. He had no choice but to stand up and said, "Sisters, I think I have something to say privately. I want to go take a walk in the courtyard."

Feng Muxin blinked his eyes, only to feel his face burning hot. He stood up deliberately. Could it be that his body had some reaction and he had to blow some air to dissipate the anger?

Oops, this narcissistic woman, I don’t know if Prince Rui is on fire, her heart may have been ignited long ago.

Also, people who got married had that one skin-to-skin kiss, and then King An refused to touch her again, fearing that she would already be too hungry and thirsty.

At this moment, everyone seems to think that if the girl is already in love, the husband will definitely be interested.

King Rui turned around gracefully and left.

Feng Mu's heart was fixed on the back of the person who was looking away.

"Xin'er," Mu Li called out.

It took Feng Muxin a long time to come back to her senses, "Sister." She cooed.

Mu Li hummed and took a sip of tea, "How good is Prince An to his sister?"

Feng Mu's heart palpitated, what did this woman mean? If it was not good, how could she still get involved?

Humph, it is obvious that she is now the concubine of Prince An's Mansion. She, Feng Muli, will never even think about it in this life, no, not even in the next life!

"Sister, Prince An, he, he is very good, that aspect is also very good." Feng Muxin hesitated shyly, her face flushed.

Mu Li looked at her, a little confused, and asked her politely, why are you blushing?

It's really baffling.

"That's fine. By the way, I accidentally lost the mirror you gave me last time. It's a pity. Can I find another one?" Mu Li looked at her and turned to the topic.

Feng Mu was startled: No wonder, she was fine and not dead. It turned out that the bronze mirror was lost.

"Ah, sister, that mirror is indeed beautiful. If I lose it, I won't know if the shop is still there if I go to the street to take a look." She responded quickly, but she felt very unhappy in her heart.

"Which shop is it? If not, I'll go out and buy it myself." Mu Li picked up the tea cup and smiled lightly.

Feng Muxin was just about to decline, but Prince An came in and said, "I know all the shops."

He smiled softly and gracefully.

Mu Li's cheek, which was covered by the tea cup, was slightly raised, and the looming flower between his eyebrows showed his charm.

King An was startled, is this Li'er?

Seeing him staring at Feng Muli intently, Feng Muxin wished she could go up and slap him.

No, he beat Feng Muli violently. Damn that woman, why didn't she die outside?

He just wanted to come back and compete with her for her husband.

Damn it, damn it!

Feng Muxin retracted her hands into the sleeves of her skirt, digging her nails into her palms, leaving blood marks even on the roots of her teeth.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip, her mouth full of blood.

Tolerate, she must endure it first.
Chapter completed!