Su Qingluan was initially incredulous at Mu Xingzhi's appearance, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight. But after calming down, she realized that this guy must have appeared for some purpose.

Anyway, he already holds great power. Although he hasn't succeeded to the throne yet, he is still a figurehead. To put it bluntly, the young emperor hasn't even grown all his hair yet. If a fox-like person like Mu Xingzhi wants to scheme against him to seize the throne... no, considering he's already the "regent", he doesn't even need to scheme.

So Su Qingluan decided to let things take their course - after all, the "agreement" between the two of them had been completed, and he was now just an old friend with whom she could chat.

As for those beautiful thoughts in my heart...

Su Qingluan thought it was better to forget it.

After all, the other party already holds a noble position second only to the emperor. Should I still get entangled with such a person, and then go to the backyard and fight with a group of women for such a man?

Whenever she thought of that scene, Su Qingluan felt disillusioned in every sense, so she decided that even though she felt a little melancholy and regretful, she would never express her feelings out loud.

Originally, Su Qingluan thought that during the two or three months that she lived in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, Mu Xingzhi would continue to get along with her as a "neighbor who ate together from time to time."

Unexpectedly, the first person to break this balance was not the other person or myself, but the neighbor aunt.

It all started when a neighborhood auntie came to Su Qingluan to ask for a recipe for pickled vegetables, and she happened to meet Mu Xingzhi, who had dinner with her.

Even though Mu Xingzhi had disguised himself to hide his enchanting true appearance, and even though he was wearing simple coarse cloth clothes, his temperament was still very outstanding.

In Su Qingluan's words, even if you just pick a cold dish, you can make it taste like a full banquet.

So when the neighborhood aunt saw a young man she had never seen before appear in Su Qingluan's yard, although she didn't say it explicitly, she couldn't hide her gossipy eyes.

Seeing this, Mu Xingzhi smiled and naturally invited the other party to sit down and have dinner together.

Su Qingluan had been with Mu Xingzhi for a long time, and there was no concept of hierarchical relationship between them. In her opinion, the other party was her friend, and there was nothing strange about inviting a neighbor to have a simple meal.

But this "self-proclaimed master" attitude was not what the neighborhood aunt thought. Especially after Mu Xingzhi introduced himself, the neighborhood aunt showed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "So you are Mr. Mu, no wonder your wife is obsessed with you and is waiting for you!"

As he said this, he winked at Su Qingluan.

Su Qingluan recalled that in order to avoid being harassed by frivolous playboys, she always dressed like a woman, and whenever someone wanted to propose marriage to her, she would say that she was waiting for her husband to return. Her husband was naturally "Mu Xingzhi".

However, the reason why she used Mu Xingzhi's name was that she thought that the other party had settled down in the capital, and the identity of "Mu Xingzhi" was vacant. It would be absolutely safe for her to use the other party's name. Who would have thought that she would fail miserably at this time.

However, for some reason, she had originally expected Mu Xingzhi to explain something, but she never expected that he would not explain or deny it. He just smiled and chatted with the neighborhood aunt, as if he was living a peaceful life. Su Qingluan felt a little itchy in the back of her teeth when she saw it.

The neighborhood aunt took the kimchi recipe, watched the scene of "the infatuated wife waiting for her lover to return", and left satisfied.

Seeing that no one was around, Su Qingluan glared at Mu Xingzhi: "What the hell are you doing?"

Mu Xingzhi looked innocent: "What does Qingluan mean?"

"You waste your time here every day. How can His Royal Highness the Regent be so free?" Although she hated him so much, Su Qingluan still cared about the possibility of hearing others' ears, so she said this with gritted teeth but in a low voice.

Mu Xingzhi seemed not to notice Su Qingluan's angry expression and poured himself another glass of wine: "Didn't I say it? Paperwork is exhausting, and a life like Qingluan's, surrounded by mountains and rivers, is a life of heaven."

"Are you kidding me?" Su Qingluan threw down her chopsticks and scratched her head irritably. "What exactly do you want? Can you please tell me quickly and stop playing dumb?"

"Why do you say that, Qingluan?" Seeing that Su Qingluan was a little angry, Mu Xingzhi put down the wine cup and looked at Su Qingluan quietly.

Su Qingluan pointed in the direction of Uncle Chen who was guarding the door and said, "My very capable housekeeper and my overly smart and clever maid, are they all your work, right?"

Originally Su Qingluan was just guessing, but unexpectedly, Mu Xingzhi nodded very frankly: "The personalities of the three of them are based on your preferences, Qingluan."

Su Qingluan was almost laughing with anger: "Then I really have to thank you!" Baizhi, Zisu and the other two servants did the same thing last time, and they used the same trick again this time.

Mu Xingzhi asked puzzledly: "Did they do a bad job?"

Su Qingluan was powerless: "This is not their problem, but yours." Su Qingluan rolled her eyes at him unhappily, "Don't you think that going to such great lengths to plant your villain next to me, and not revealing your true intentions, is completely unnecessary? What on earth do I have that you would want from me?"

Mu Xingzhi smiled slightly when he heard this: "So... what does Qingluan think I'm after?"

“…” Su Qingluan opened her mouth and stopped talking.

In fact, she vaguely knew the reason. She had imagined this reason before, but never dared to ask.

What was the harm in asking? In her past life, she had seen too many so-called "model couples" gradually become ugly and broken under the ravages of illness.

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