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Every day when Feng Miao kneeled, his condition of death recovered a little, which made Feng Miao not good at all. He kept kneeling and kneeling for a full half month before he died recovered, just like before.

I also thought that the punishment of God ended.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Feng Miao was extremely grateful and finally no longer had to kneel down. But he couldn't stand up at all, his legs were like they were not his, and he was completely unaware of it.

Feng Miao was carried back to Qinglong Palace.

Everyone dared not discuss in person what Feng Miao did, but behind his back, many people were talking about it.

Of course Feng Miao knew, but because God's reprimand was useless, he could only pretend that he didn't know.

After letting Feng Miao kneel for half a month, Mu Sheng could have avenged Feng Jun's kneeling for seven days and seven nights, so he felt very relieved. He thought that this person would not dare to do bad things again in the future. Otherwise, she wouldn't mind completely dealing with this person in the name of "Heaven".

Feng Junchi's legs had been recovering for a few days, but because of the excessive work, he could not see Mu Sheng. He finally got empty the day after Feng Miao finished offering sacrifices to heaven, so he left the palace and came to the general's mansion.

The marriage date between him and Mu Sheng was getting closer, and the Ministry of Rites entered and left the General's Mansion more and more frequently every day. When the people of the Ministry of Rites saw him, they hurriedly saluted him.

Mu Sheng was practicing walking obediently.

The Ministry of Rites has already calculated that on the day of the wedding, Mu Sheng should walk how many steps he should leave the general's mansion to be dignified and not lose the manners of the crown princess.

Mu Sheng had practiced it before, but at that time she didn't want to get married with Feng Junchi. It seemed that she had practiced it, but in fact she was just perfunctory.

But now it’s different. Mu Sheng’s steps make people unable to find any mistakes.

Feng Junchi frowned and walked over, "Don't practice anymore, didn't you agree to not practice this before."

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "It's different from the past, it's just like this in his life."

Seeing that she was really not rejected, she was very happy to marry him, so Feng Junchi naturally followed her.

Mu Sheng practiced again in front of him, and saw that there were no more or less. It was the steps required by the Ministry of Rites. Every step was just right, so she stopped practicing. She held one of his arms, raised her face, and smiled and pulled him into the house: "Let's go, I have something for you."

"What?" Feng Junchi's lips unconsciously curled up.

He could feel that she was better and more care about him day by day.

I like him more and more.

How could he not be happy?

"You will know when you see it." Mu Sheng happily stopped him, brought him to the room where she placed the gifts, and opened the door.

Feng Junchi saw that there were all kinds of famous tea leaves piled up in the house and on the table. They were all small bags and small bags.

"Don't you like drinking tea? Let me give it to you." Mu Sheng patted the tea on the table. "Some tea can't be made a lot, there is only such a small bag. I'll let someone do it for you later."

Feng Junchi smiled and said, "I am a prince, but I still lack tea?"

That being said, people are very happy.

Of course, he had also thought about it. His sweetheart did not know the folk tea and the people who received tea, but he knew that he liked drinking tea. He thought too much.

He wrapped one hand around her waist and the other hand pulled the tea leaves on the table and looked at him, "Don't worry about this next time." He has already enjoyed this time.

"That won't work. I'm not short of money now." Mu Sheng disagreed, with a look of expression on his face, and he looked like I was willing to spoil my man.
Chapter completed!