"Can you please stop talking nonsense? Who is going to marry you?" Mu Qianyu said helplessly.
The maids serving around them were stunned for a moment when they heard this. They had never heard of anyone who dared to talk to their highness like this. Does this mean they don't want to live anymore?
"Eat first." Beichen Ye did not argue with her, but came over and sat across from her table and continued: "I have to tell you about Su Yuqing. She has a seventh-grade water spiritual root, which is considered an average talent.
, the Lingyu Sword Technique passed down from our family is very offensive, so fighting across levels is probably no problem."
Mu Qianyu nodded while eating: "It sounds pretty awesome."
"Tell me now, how do you plan to win?" Beichenye asked slowly.
Mu Qianyu chewed faster.
"Eat slowly, I'll wait for you." He confessed.
The maids looked in disbelief when they saw this. Isn't this too pampering? Is this the same living King of Hell who took his life if he disagreed?
Mu Qianyu swallowed the food and took a sip of water and said, "It sounds like I can't beat him. I will go back to the academy to retreat tomorrow and try to break through again."
She was already at the peak of Level 3 when she was in the Spiritual Beast Forest. In recent days, the spiritual power transferred to her by the Qiankun Cauldron has been enough to break through to Level 4, but she has been too lazy to move.
Seeing her calm appearance, Beichen Ye didn't know what to say for a moment. Such a monster's talent does have the capriciousness.
"Okay, I will take you back tomorrow." Beichenye wiped the oil stains on the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and said, "After you have eaten, sleep well."
When Mu Qianyu was touched by his shiny fingers, she subconsciously shrank her chin and said angrily: "If you want to leave, just leave quickly."
Why don't you flirt with her?
"Okay." Beichenye left with a chuckle, seeming to be in a better mood.
The maids were all confused when they saw their master in such a good mood. Are they still so happy after being driven away? Things have changed, the world has changed.
That night, the servants rushed to tell each other, and they all knew that the princess in the main courtyard must be the future princess, and they had to be careful.
And this news naturally reached the ears of the little girl. When she woke up early in the morning, she heard the whispers in the corner with her extraordinary hearing. She immediately puffed up her face with anger and said dissatisfied: "Dad is bad, we have already agreed, that's it."
How can I let others live in my mother’s yard?”
"The princess is awake?" Wan'er, the personal maid, walked in with a smile.
"Sister Wan, Xiaobao wants his mother, not another woman." The little girl felt aggrieved, her big black eyes seemed to be about to shed tears in the next second.
Upon hearing this, Wan'er knew that the servant had let the news slip, and immediately said: "Princess, don't be anxious, let's wait until the prince comes back from the court to ask, okay?"
"No, last time I went to eat on the street, I heard that a man no longer cares about children after remarrying." Nannan sniffed and seemed to have made some determination: "I want to drive her away myself."
"Princess, please don't act recklessly." Wan'er hurriedly advised. Although this child is young, his ability to get into trouble is not bad at all. He is simply a little devil.
"I only want my mother. All other women are bad people." Nannan said very thoughtfully: "Sister Wan, hurry up and change my clothes. Daddy will be back soon."
While helping her get dressed, Wan'er said, "Princess, do we want to have something to eat before we go? There are your favorite glazed buns in the morning."
"A glass bag?" Nannan swallowed.
"Yes, it's sweet."
Nannan shook her head vigorously, as if to get rid of the temptation, her fleshy little face was very determined: "I want to drive that woman away first. Sister Wan, can you keep the small kitchen for me?"
Wan'er had no other choice, she just hoped that the regent would come back soon and not make the matter a big deal.
Mu Qianyu had just gotten up when he heard heavy footsteps around his yard. He looked up and saw two teams of black-clad guards rushing in from the yard. They rushed to the steps and stood on both sides.
The guards of the Prince Regent's Palace are all well-trained and possess extraordinary strength, adding a chilling air to the courtyard.
Mu Qianyu looked at Haitang beside him strangely: "What is this?"
"My servant doesn't know, so I'll go and ask."
Before Haitang could move forward, Mu Qianyu saw a little kid appear at the door of the courtyard. The kid was only as tall as an adult's legs. He wore a double bun and a floor-length pink skirt. His little face was bulging, and his little hands were also exposed.
It's chubby and very cute.
It was really hard for her short legs to walk such a long yard. Judging from her expression, she seemed to want to run away, but she held it back, maybe for the sake of momentum.
Mu Qianyu couldn't laugh when she saw this naivety, because she discovered a problem, that is, this little girl looked too much like her. Her eyebrows, eyes, and lip shape all seemed to be carved from the same mold as hers.
This copy-paste similarity made her brain a little confused. She didn't believe it was a coincidence, but she had never given birth to a child.
She involuntarily walked out of the door and walked towards her daughter. When she saw this child, she wanted to get close to her for no reason. This feeling was strange, but it was very clear, too clear to be ignored.
Nannan was also stunned. When she saw Mu Qianyu, she felt that she looked familiar and asked, "Are you the sister who prayed for blessings?"
Mu Qianyu felt like her heart was about to melt when she heard this soft voice. This was the first time in her two lives that she had experienced such overflowing emotions of maternal love.
"What did you say?" She squatted down and asked patiently.
After looking directly into her eyes, Nannan was a little shy. She lowered her head and said, "Bless me, sister, you look like me. Are you my mother?"
Everyone in the courtyard was dumbfounded. This tense atmosphere seemed a bit out of place.
"I..." Mu Qianyu didn't dare to agree, so he just asked: "My child, your generation is confused. Can you first tell me why you call me Sister Prayer?"
Wan'er originally followed behind to make peace, but now it seems that she doesn't need to. And judging from their appearance, it doesn't make sense that they are not mother and daughter.
"Gulu." Nannan's stomach growled just as she was about to speak. She blushed and twisted the hem of her blouse shyly.
When she saw Mu Qianyu, she suddenly didn't want to find trouble. She had heard her father say that she was like her mother, so who else could the person in front of her be if she wasn't her mother?
The mother she had thought about for several years suddenly appeared, and she was so gentle and beautiful, which made her not know how to behave, for fear of not being accepted and liked by her mother.
"You didn't eat in the morning, right?" Mu Qianyu said with a smile, "Then let's talk while we eat?"
Looking at the smile on her face, Nannan felt that the storyteller was indeed not lying. Her mother was the most gentle person in the world.
She also has her mother's child.
"Listen to mother." Nannan said in a very sweet voice.
Mu Qianyu didn't know if he could agree to it, so he just said: "Good boy, then I will carry you over?"
Nannan nodded, blushed and opened her arms.
It's great to have a mother. Daddy will only let her walk on her own.