Chuntao glanced at Yun Wuluo in shock, as if she didn't expect that he would dare to say such arrogant words.
But then, she quickly lowered her eyes.
Mu Zhao said: "Since we have already given the decree, let's go and see what kind of monster these two sisters are going to do."
Chuntao made the arrangements very well. She drove a carriage directly.
On the carriage were the fine clothes for entering the palace, and there were also two sets of them.
Mu Zhao was going to choose that neat red dress. That red dress was made from palace clothes. It was luxurious in style, but very simple. It wouldn't be a problem to wear it for a fight.
It is her favorite costume.
But she thought about it and chose to put on the cumbersome one first.
Although Chuntao was a little surprised, she still helped Mu Zhao change clothes.
Mu Zhao changed his clothes on the carriage, and when he got off the carriage outside the palace, the nun next to Concubine Jing was already waiting at the palace gate.
Mu Zhao felt pain in her back when she saw this nanny. It was this nanny who stabbed her in her previous life.
It's not like she was stung by this nanny, so she felt pain in her back.
Instead, Yun Wuluo had people stick needles all over her back, causing her to bleed out bit by bit and die.
That's why Mu Zhao's back hurt when he saw her.
Auntie was still arrogant at this time, "Miss Mu, let's go."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Mu Zhao sneered and did not follow her, but sat where the groom was sitting.
Grandma walked for a while and didn't hear any movement behind her. She turned to look at Nan Shu.
She was wearing elegant and luxurious clothes, sitting on the carriage, leaning against the door of the carriage, her whole person exuding an indescribable wantonness and a trace of nobility.
Grandma frowned, "Miss Mu?"
Mu Zhao looked around, "Huh? Mommy is calling me?"
Auntie asked impatiently, "Are there any other Miss Mu here?"
Mu Zhao also asked her, "My father is a prince, you call me Miss Mu?"
Grandma curled her lips and was about to speak.
Mu Zhao then said: "Why, I don't agree with your majesty's decision to make my father a prince? Then you can mention it to your majesty."
As soon as Mammy woke up, her expression suddenly changed.
"Mr. Mu...Princess, could it be that you had a high fever a few days ago that hasn't gone away?"
"I have already retreated, so I will bear in mind every move I made today."
Mu Zhao said and sat up straight.
Mammy felt that the aura around her had changed instantly, becoming even more imposing than the Queen.
Sweat instantly broke out on her forehead, "Princess Princess..."
Mu Zhao asked, "Since I am the princess, how can such a sensible mother-in-law tell me how I should talk to the princess?"
Auntie walked up to Mu Zhao and saluted her, "Please, Princess, follow me."
Mu Zhao swung his legs, "Oh~ this carriage is too high."
Mammy gritted her teeth and asked, "What does the princess mean?"
Mu Zhao said: "The little maid next to me is like a sister to me, so I can't bear to step on her. The groom is also a good brother of my Mu family, and I can't bear to step on her either. So, I'm here to help you."
Grandma raised her hand: "You!"
Mu Zhao pressed down her hand and said, "Mammy, are you going to be disrespectful to me, the little princess whom your majesty has personally granted? Or do you think that your master can be greater than your majesty?"
A look of humiliation flashed across Mammy's face, but she could not be disrespectful to Mu Zhao as he carried His Majesty.
She leaned forward slightly.
Mu Zhao kicked her on the back, "You are bent as high as the shaft of my car. What should I use you for? Has Grandma been following Concubine Jing for too long and you can't bend anymore?"