"Of course I do. Xiaoyu is so sensible. My sister is lucky to have Xiaoyu," she said.
Mu Lingwei touched his head again to see that it was no longer hot, and checked his pulse again, which was stable.
At the same time, Mu Lingyu suddenly became happy when he heard this: "Sister, eat quickly."
She added: "Yu'er has been guarding it."
Mu Lingyu nodded solemnly, "Sister Zhen'er promised me to put some medicinal materials in it to replenish her body."
She took a sip of the soup with a spoon. It was warm, and she said with a smile: "It tastes so good, Yu'er eats it too."
"I've eaten it. It tastes good." Mu Lingyu pressed his lips together, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Sister, eat quickly. Your injury will heal faster if you eat enough."
Mu Lingwei was obviously very full, but she still drank a few big mouthfuls of soup and smiled with satisfaction: "Sister, you are full, Yu'er, please eat."
Mu Lingyu saw that there was still a lot of chicken in the jar and said, "Sister, eat meat."
She just said: "Sister doesn't like meat, but Yu'er does."
"Sister is always like this. She never likes to eat meat. In fact, I know that you want to keep it for me and my mother." When he thought of his mother, his tears fell: "Sister, I miss my mother."
When Mu Lingwei saw him crying, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. She held him in her arms and whispered, "Mom has gone to heaven. If you go to heaven, you won't suffer."
She doesn't know how to comfort people, and she has no feelings for her mother. She doesn't know why she feels that her mother doesn't have much feelings for the original owner, but she has very strong feelings for Mu Lingyu.
Maybe it’s the patriarchal mentality that harms people.
"Where is heaven?" he asked.
"It's the paradise that people go to after death. It's called heaven. It's a place where my mother will never suffer again. There will be no pain there. She will live a carefree life. She will hope that Yu'er will be healthy.
Grow up happily." Her voice was gentle and full of hope.
Mu Lingyu suddenly became happy after hearing this: "Really?"
"Sister, when did I lie to you? It's a pity that it's raining outside and there are no stars. When the sky clears up, the brightest star in the night sky will be my mother. The brighter it is, the happier my mother will live." Mu Lingwei said about her previous life.
Use the things you read online to fool him.
Sure enough, Mu Lingyu stopped crying immediately. Mu Lingwei coaxed him to eat chicken again and said: "Sister will let Yu'er eat meat in the future."
"I believe in sister." Mu Lingyu said with a smile: "Yu'er will also work hard to let sister have meat to eat."
Suddenly, the two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had forgotten that this was someone else's territory.
Mu Lingwei had tears in her eyes and a sore nose. Perhaps it was her own emotions that made her particularly want to protect Mu Lingyu.
Through the window, Jun Mohan unconsciously glanced at the sky. It had been raining for several days in a row.
On the anniversary of the mother's death, will the rain stop? It's hard to see stars in the winter night sky.
Heaven? Does his queen mother also live in heaven?
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The next day, Mu Lingwei woke up at dawn, and she was the only one in the room.
She remembered that she came back last night after waiting for Xiaoyu to go to sleep. Xiaoyu was eight years old and could not sleep next to her.
Because her identity was still Princess Anyang, she came back to sleep with Zhen'er.
Mu Lingyu did not live alone. There were several cleaning servants. They knew that he was the princess's younger brother, and Zhen'er greeted him, so everyone did not treat him harshly as a child.
Xiaoyu was very sensible. He called her brother several times and made everyone happy. He was also diligent and took the initiative to help them burn charcoal for heating, fetch hot water, etc. His worldliness was much better than hers.
Maybe, she can no longer live according to her temper like she did in her previous life, and it's time for her to change her ways.
She got up and put on several clothes, but she felt it was too laborious and cold without them, so she took the trouble to put them on one by one.
"Dong dong dong" There was a knock on the door, and Zhen'er asked through the door: "Is the princess awake?"
Mu Lingwei agreed: "What's wrong? Come in."
"When you wake up, your servant will come in."
The next moment, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and four or five girls filed in. Mu Lingwei was startled, quickly wrapped her clothes tightly, and asked doubtfully: "What do you want to do?"
Immediately afterwards, Zhen'er led a woman in, bowed to Mu Lingwei first, and said: "This servant, on the order of the prince, invites the embroiderer to come and measure the princess to make clothes."
"What the hell are you doing?" she asked in surprise, "What kind of clothes are you wearing?"
She would not misunderstand that Jun Mohan, the cold-faced King of Hell, would have other thoughts about her. However, Jun Mohan actually let her sleep well last night...
Besides, didn’t I just prepare some maid clothes for her last night?
What does Jun Mohan mean?
Before she could think clearly, the embroiderer had already stepped forward, raised her hand, and began to measure.
Immediately, four or five people touched her body and asked her to sit on a stool to measure the size of her feet.
They moved very quickly, and after a while, the embroiderer said: "Miss Zhen'er, I've measured it, but it's just too thin." There are no breasts at all.
"I'd like to trouble Madam Wu to bring out the clothes within half a month. Just follow the style and style." Zhen'er took a bag of broken silver from his sleeve and gave Madam Wu some tea.
Madam Wu is here to take measurements. They just do things, and they naturally know that a family like Wangfu cannot talk nonsense.
She smiled and replied, "Yes, don't worry, girl."
Before leaving, she took a deep look at Mu Lingwei and said to herself: "How can such a woman deserve an appearance like King Anyang? Even if King Anyang is ill, his appearance is still coveted..."
After Mrs. Wu left with the people, Mu Lingwei asked: "What are you measuring for? Aren't you asking me to serve as a maid? Jun Mohan's brain was squeezed by the door."
Zhen'er's head was full of black lines, but he still explained carefully: "Reporting to the princess, it is the birthday of the Queen Mother in half a month. The prince's health has improved, so naturally he wants to celebrate the birthday of the Queen Mother. The princess is now Princess Anyang.
You can't show up wearing a maid's clothes, otherwise it will be a disgrace to Prince Anyang."
"Does he still want to be embarrassed?" Mu Lingwei directly attacked her without thinking, and said: "It is exactly what this princess wants to embarrass him."
Zhen'er has been with her for a few days, and he also knows that apart from her harsh words, she has a very kind heart. Aunt Cui's leg didn't hurt last night. It must be that the princess's medicine has taken effect.
He added: "The status of the princess is not that of a lady from a small family. From now on, the princess cannot be so willful in what she says and does. Everything must be done according to the rules, otherwise she will be criticized. The queen has always wanted to find out the princess's faults.
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Mu Lingwei suddenly became quiet when she thought of the cruel methods of the concubine. She had nothing but medical space nearby. She was made of flesh and blood, and it was not worth being beaten again.