Mu Zhi arrived at the entrance of the main hall, clutching her handkerchief tightly in her hand. She was a little nervous inside, but her expression remained unchanged.

Shadow just said that His Highness only allowed her to go in alone.

She looked at the door in front of her, but for a moment she didn't have the courage to push it open.

As I hesitated, the door suddenly opened from the inside.

Mu Zhi was startled.

She couldn't help but take a step back, her face appearing even paler.

After Yingmei came out, she hurriedly bowed and glanced at the rumored Miss Mu out of the corner of her eye.

Seeing is believing.

It seems the rumors are true; the eldest daughter of the Mu family is as beautiful as a fairy, but frail and delicate.

"Miss Mu, please go inside quickly. It's cold outside. His Highness is already waiting inside."

Looking at Mu Zhi's pale face, Ying Mei felt a pang of pity.

She stepped aside, opened the door, and invited her in.

Hearing this, Mu Zhi felt a warmth in her heart.

A slight smile appeared on his face, and the tension in his heart eased somewhat.

I stepped inside. It was quite spacious. In front was a study. I walked around the study and stood there.

Mu Zhi heard a cough.

Her heart tightened; it seemed her condition was very serious.

A sense of worry filled her heart, and Mu Jin forgot to bow.

The people inside didn't make a fuss about it.

After coughing, Xuan Ming said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Mu is here? I'm not feeling well, so I won't get up to greet you."

Mu Zhi was stunned for a moment when she heard the deep, magnetic voice.

In particular, he actually referred to himself as "I".

It seems the rumors on the Xuancang Continent are true; the king refers to himself as "I" to everyone he meets.

But if anyone displeases him or is disliked by him, they will refer to themselves as "I".

"Miss Mu?"

While Mu Zhi was still in a daze, she heard another call.

"I am here. Your Highness is unwell and I dare not trouble you. May I ask why Your Highness has summoned me?" Mu Zhi asked in a low voice.

"No rush, Miss Mu, please have a seat," Xuanming said slowly.

Through the curtain, the woman opposite me had a beautiful figure.

Xuan Ming narrowed his eyes. After not seeing her for many years, the eldest daughter of the Mu family had indeed grown up.

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhi looked up and glanced around. She saw a low table nearby, piled high with snacks. A thick, fluffy mat was placed under the table.

this?

Is this prepared for her?

"I didn't know Miss Mu's preferences, so I had the palace servants prepare some things casually. Miss Mu, please don't find them offensive," Xuan Ming said calmly when he saw Mu Zhi staring at the things on the table.

Mu Zhi quickly thanked her before walking to the table and sitting down.

The cushions were exceptionally soft, and the armrests were even wrapped in thick fur, making them incredibly soft to the touch.

Mu Zhi felt a warmth in her heart. After all these years, he was still so thoughtful and considerate.

Even the ruler of a country is meticulous in every detail.

"Please help yourself to the food on the table, Miss Mu." Xuan Ming leaned against the bedside, holding a book in his hands. Seeing Mu Zhi sit down, he lowered his head and turned a page.

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhi thanked him for his thoughtfulness.

He took a sip of the tea that had been poured in advance, and his eyes lit up immediately.

It was sweet tea.

Mu Zhi stared at the exquisite pastries on the side, and couldn't resist picking one up and taking a bite.

tasty.

All the suffering from dietary restrictions over the years seemed to vanish at this moment.

Xuanming watched as she took a bite but refused to eat a second. Remembering something, he casually said, "Miss Mu, don't worry. I've already asked the imperial physician. These foods are fine for you to eat occasionally."

Upon hearing this, Mu Zhi stiffened and couldn't help but look up in the direction of the voice.

Disappointingly, there were only shadowy figures, and their true faces could not be seen through the layers of curtains.

Mu Zhi snapped out of her reverie, somewhat disappointed, and thanked him.

Xuanming paused slightly as he turned the pages of the book; the disappointment in the little girl's words was all too obvious.

Then I thought about what she had just done.

Xuanming's heart skipped a beat.

But then he suppressed a slight impulse and continued flipping through the book.

"Miss Mu must have heard the rumors that my body is like a withered tree in autumn, unable to recover. I have called you here today to make things clear so as not to delay your future."

Upon hearing Xuan Ming's words, Mu Zhi's hand trembled, and the pastries fell onto the table with a soft thud.

She felt bitter inside.

After many years, he took the initiative to contact her for the first time, but it turned out to be to break off the engagement?

Mu Zhi remained silent and did not utter a sound.

Xuanming possessed great internal strength and naturally heard the noise just now, but he acted as if he hadn't heard it.

He looked down at his pale hands and sighed inwardly.

It wasn't that he wanted to break the contract, but this body didn't have many years left to live, and he couldn't hold her back.

Xuanming continued calmly, "I will issue an imperial decree to make it clear that it was I, Xuanming, who broke the contract, and I will personally go to your residence to apologize, Mu..."

Mu Zhi panicked, stood up unsteadily, and tried to keep her voice calm.

"It is entirely up to Your Highness. I am feeling unwell and must take my leave now." Mu Zhi maintained her composure and quickly walked out the door.

The Shadow Demon, who was guarding outside the door, was taken aback when he saw Mu Zhi come out so quickly.

Is there anything we need to discuss? Did you finish talking so quickly?

Seeing that Mu Zhi's face was getting paler and paler, Ying Mei wanted to go forward and ask her a few words of concern.

To his surprise, the young girl didn't even glance at him, and hurriedly left with her maid.

Yingmei could see clearly that Miss Mu didn't want to talk to her.

What did Your Highness say to them?

It makes you unlikable too.

Yingmei watched Muzhi walk away, then turned and went inside to tidy up.

The shadow was already standing guard by the bedside.

Xuanming coughed incessantly.

"Was she escorted out of the palace in a sedan chair?" Xuanming asked as soon as he stopped coughing.

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