"Sister, wait for me!"

Mu Zhang's legs were short and his emotions had recovered. He was no longer so timid and scared, but only by staying by his sister's side would he feel at ease, and he would naturally be busy following him.

Mu Sheng let him catch up and habitually grabbed a corner of her clothes.

Along the way, except for the palace maids, Mu Sheng did not meet any female relatives. Then he remembered that Feng Jun left Beijing at the age of fifteen and was only back now, and had no wife or concubine at all.

In the original owner's memory, Feng Junchi didn't seem to have an engagement with anyone.

Nanyuan brought Mu Sheng and Mu Zhang to the outside of the warmer pavilion, but did not go in. He stood at the door and reported, "Your Highness, the eldest lady and the young master are here."

"Let them come in." Feng Junchi's voice was low, and he could not hear any emotional ups and downs.

Mu Sheng muttered in his heart as he went in. It was already March, and this person was actually staying in the warm chalet? Could it be because his body was cold?

She didn't forget that his hand was cold and harsh.

The sun had already set, and the lights were not in the warm pavilion, and it looked a little dark. Feng Junchi was no longer the set of clothes she had seen before, but was wearing a black prince's regular dress. He was sitting under the window, on the couch, looking out the window with cold eyes, and didn't know what he was looking at.

The side face is cold and handsome, the outline is perfect, and the dark sky makes him even more difficult to understand.

The warm chalet probably burned the ground dragon, which was very hot.

Originally, the medicine smell in the warm cabinet was heavy, and the temperature was so high, so the medicine smell became even heavier.

"See Your Highness, Your Highness, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years, Thousand Years," Mu Sheng took Mu Zhang and knelt down. She had always been able to bend and stretch.

Feng Junchi seemed to have not heard it, and he still looked out the window.

At this time, a palace maid walked in with a bowl of medicine soup, knelt in front of the couch, held it respectfully above her head, and offered it: "Your Highness, it's time to take medicine."

Mu Sheng glanced at the dark brown medicine juice, and she felt bitter just when she looked at it.

Nan Yuan hurriedly took it over and presented it to Feng Junchi, "Your Highness."

Feng Junchi then withdrew his gaze, glanced at the medicine in the bowl, then took it with one hand and drank it clean.

Mu Sheng kept looking around and found that His Royal Highness's hand was really beautiful, white, slender, and distinctive.

Seeing Feng Junchi's Adam's apple rolling and drinking the medicine, Mu Sheng quietly lowered his eyes and stopped taking a sneak shot. What else can't be done to those who can be cruel to him?

Although she is not afraid.

But she also has a Muzhang.

She now has occupied the original owner's body, so she is Mu Zhang's sister. Maybe she will suddenly return to her original world one day, but what about Mu Zhang?

You can't leave a mess for Mu Zhang, and it will implicate Mu Zhang.

After Feng Junchi finished drinking the medicine, another palace servant came up and served Feng Junchi and rinsed. Only then did Mu Sheng and Mu Zhang get called up and even give him a seat.

"Your father wrote a letter from home before he died in battle. I wonder if you have received it?" Feng Junchi leaned over there, lowering his cold eyes, looking at them sitting below, and getting straight to the topic.

Mu Sheng felt it was quite satisfying, and she knew that he had something to do with her, and she left early after finishing her job.

I saw her say truthfully: "I received it."

"Where is that letter from home now?" Feng Junchi asked again, still without any emotional ups and downs or expressions.

"I don't know." Mu Sheng lied without changing his face. She was not stupid. She didn't know whether he was an enemy or a friend, so she told him all this stupidly.

Since he asked, this letter from home must be very important.

"You really don't know?" Feng Junchi looked at her with cold eyes.
Chapter completed!