For Mu Yuan, it is actually not that important to like what he or she likes.

His face is so ugly that any girl will dislike him when she sees it.

Although the princess did not dislike herself, it was impossible for the princess to fall in love with a man who had lost face.

So, he never thought of a man who could be a princess.

He just likes the feeling of following her and doing things.

During those days, I stayed by Chu Qingge's side, helped her and followed her instructions to do things.

Life is not particularly outstanding, but it is very fulfilling.

Every morning when I wake up, I know that I still have something to do, and I feel that the whole day is full of hope.

He likes that kind of life, really likes it.

Mu Yuan's hand fell on the railing of the corridor, and his five fingers were too hard, even his knuckles turned white.

Xianglan looked at his slender and beautiful fingers, and her mood was indescribable.

The young master...is very nervous.

He hoped to hear something from the old boss: Then let him follow the Ninth Princess!

Although he didn't say a word, how could Xianglan not understand it?

In the room, Mu Shang coughed twice, and then said hoarsely: "The child has never understood what happiness is. From childhood to adulthood, he has no pursuit."

My parents died early, and the Mu family army died and some of them were also subdued by Nanyang.

He lost all this since he was a child, and he also had a mission since he was a child, and he would become the young master.

What kind of happiness can you have in this life?

"Since he met the Ninth Princess, he has indeed... become different."

Chen Zhihong naturally agreed with Mu Shang's words.

He knew better than the boss of the whole thing.

"The young master of the village really... likes that ninth princess very much." Chen Zhihong looked at Mu Shang, frowned, and wanted to speak but stopped.

After a while, he asked in a low voice: "Master, do you really want him to do whatever he wants? The old general's dying words and His Highness Nanxing's great kindness..."

Finally, he sighed lightly: "How can we face them after we die?"

At this time, Mu Shang's mood had calmed down.

He said, "That little prince, I'm afraid he won't treat our Yuan'er well. If Yuan'er really likes the Ninth Princess, let him follow the Ninth Princess."

"The boss..." Chen Zhihong wanted to say something, but in the end, he still couldn't say anything.

Who doesn’t feel sorry for the young leader?

He watched Mu Yuan grow up, and Mu Yuan said to him like his own son.

How could he not feel distressed?

"If the boss doesn't object, I won't say more."

On the corridor, Mu Yuan held the big palm of the railing and kept tightening.

His pale face seemed to have recovered the blood in an instant, and gradually became rosy.

Although Xianglan was sad, Xianglan was also happy for all this, and she was happy for him!

Young Master, have you finally waited for this moment?

The two were about to go in, but suddenly they heard Mu Shang whisper: "In this way, we had to go to see the old general and His Highness Nanxing earlier and apologize to them in person."

Chen Zhihong also sighed, extremely desperate, but instead laughed.

"I, the old guy, will definitely accompany you on the road. At that time, we will apologize to the old general and His Highness Nanxing. Anyway, I am alone and have no worries."

"Ha, with you, I won't have to worry about loneliness."
Chapter completed!