Mu Zixi cried for a while, put down everything on her hands, went to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water to wash away all the tears.

"Zixi, don't cry, I'm by your side." She seemed to hear Xiang Haoran's voice, which was far away yet seemed to be right in front of her.

Ever since she was little, he would always coax her like this, help wipe away her tears, and pat her back to comfort her.

She faced the mirror, curled up the corners of her mouth, and said softly: "Haoran, I won't cry. Don't worry, Zixi won't cry in the future."

Thinking of Xiang Haoran, it seems that all the grievances and fatigue have disappeared.

Returning to the hall, she sat on the floor and continued to mend the first skirt. It was already dawn when she finished.

When Gu Qiancheng got up and passed the hall, he saw Mu Zixi holding the rag of the second skirt in her hand and leaning against the wall and falling asleep.

He stopped and stared at her sleeping face. In her dream, she frowned tightly, as if she was not sleeping peacefully. He knelt down and quietly picked up the skirt she had mended on the floor, looking at the stitches and threads, and...

It's so careful, you can't see any traces of touch-ups in many places unless you look carefully.

Is she afraid of being punished by the housekeeper, so she needs to be so serious?

He didn't know what his psychology was, but he actually stood up with the skirt, went back to the bedroom, and hung the skirt in the closet in his bedroom.

When Mu Zixi woke up, Gu Qiancheng had already gone to the gym.

She wanted to wear the skirt she had mended, but all she saw was a pile of rags next to her hand, and the intact skirt was missing.

When she still wanted to continue searching, the housekeeper sent someone to ask her to go to the gym for duty. She had to tell the person to go to the bathroom and hide the rags again.

As soon as the housekeeper saw Mu Zixi, an unhappy look flashed in his eyes. He figured out that the person who mended the clothes must be Mu Zixi.

Before she came in, the prince rarely lost his temper with him. Ever since she came, he had been in bad luck and was scolded several times a day.

He really tried his best to drive her out, but she was not afraid of hardship or tiredness, so all his tricks were useless to her.

On the surface, the prince hated her, but occasionally he seemed to care about her existence, which made him afraid to do too much harm.

Gu Qiancheng ran, expanded his chest, and did push-ups for more than an hour. After doing exercises for more than an hour, he still used Meng Ying's towel to wipe his sweat. He didn't look at Mu Zixi from the beginning to the end.

Mu Zixi lowered her head submissively, still thinking about her missing skirt.

After breakfast, Gu Qiancheng went out. The housekeeper called Mu Zixi aside alone and said to her with a dark face: "The tailor will make you two new sets of uniforms today. You can wear your own clothes before the uniforms come out. Hurry up."

Give other people’s back! I’ll give you ten minutes to come back here again!”

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Mu Zixi thanked her repeatedly, feeling a little flattered by this sudden tolerance.

The housekeeper glanced at her impatiently and walked away.

Mu Zixi hurried back to her room, quickly put on her white dress, and then walked back.

As I was walking, I saw Chen Chao walking towards me.

The answer to her puzzling question seems to have been found. He is the housekeeper's nephew, and only he can sway the housekeeper's decision.

"Muzixi!" Chen Chao called her name happily, and Muzixi also said to him sincerely, with a smile on his face: "Thank you so much, thank you for helping me intercede with your uncle!"

Chen Chao's face was blank, and he asked her puzzledly: "What are you asking for?" Mu Zixi cried for a while, put down everything on her hands, went to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water to wash away all the tears.

"Zixi, don't cry, I'm by your side." She seemed to hear Xiang Haoran's voice, which was far away yet seemed to be right in front of her.

Ever since she was little, he would always coax her like this, help wipe away her tears, and pat her back to comfort her.

She faced the mirror, curled up the corners of her mouth, and said softly: "Haoran, I won't cry. Don't worry, Zixi won't cry in the future."

Thinking of Xiang Haoran, it seems that all the grievances and fatigue have disappeared.

Returning to the hall, she sat on the floor and continued to mend the first skirt. It was already dawn when she finished.

When Gu Qiancheng got up and passed the hall, he saw Mu Zixi holding the rag of the second skirt in her hand and leaning against the wall and falling asleep.

He stopped and stared at her sleeping face. In her dream, she frowned tightly, as if she was not sleeping peacefully. He knelt down and quietly picked up the skirt she had mended on the floor, looking at the stitches and threads, and...

It's so careful, you can't see any traces of touch-ups in many places unless you look carefully.

Is she afraid of being punished by the housekeeper, so she needs to be so serious?

He didn't know what his psychology was, but he actually stood up with the skirt, went back to the bedroom, and hung the skirt in the closet in his bedroom.

When Mu Zixi woke up, Gu Qiancheng had already gone to the gym.

She wanted to wear the skirt she had mended, but all she saw was a pile of rags next to her hand, and the intact skirt was missing.

When she still wanted to continue searching, the housekeeper sent someone to ask her to go to the gym for duty. She had to tell the person to go to the bathroom and hide the rags again.

As soon as the housekeeper saw Mu Zixi, an unhappy look flashed in his eyes. He figured out that the person who mended the clothes must be Mu Zixi.

Before she came in, the prince rarely lost his temper with him. Ever since she came, he had been in bad luck and was scolded several times a day.

He really tried his best to drive her out, but she was not afraid of hardship or tiredness, so all his tricks were useless to her.

On the surface, the prince hated her, but occasionally he seemed to care about her existence, which made him afraid to do too much harm.

Gu Qiancheng ran, expanded his chest, and did push-ups for more than an hour. After doing exercises for more than an hour, he still used Meng Ying's towel to wipe his sweat. He didn't look at Mu Zixi from the beginning to the end.

Mu Zixi lowered her head submissively, still thinking about her missing skirt.

After breakfast, Gu Qiancheng went out. The housekeeper called Mu Zixi aside alone and said to her with a dark face: "The tailor will make you two new sets of uniforms today. You can wear your own clothes before the uniforms come out. Hurry up."

Give other people’s back! I’ll give you ten minutes to come back here again!”

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Mu Zixi thanked her repeatedly, feeling a little flattered by this sudden tolerance.

The housekeeper glanced at her impatiently and walked away.

Mu Zixi hurried back to her room, quickly put on her white dress, and then walked back.

As I was walking, I saw Chen Chao walking towards me.

The answer to her puzzling question seems to have been found. He is the housekeeper's nephew, and only he can sway the housekeeper's decision.

"Muzixi!" Chen Chao called her name happily, and Muzixi also said to him sincerely, with a smile on his face: "Thank you so much, thank you for helping me intercede with your uncle!"
Chapter completed!