Some time ago, I gave her some clothes, but Mu Zhi was still thinking about how to get closer to Xuan Ming, so she didn't care about clothes or jewelry.

Now, dressed up so carefully, Xuanming's heart has come alive.

Could it be that I misunderstood something last night?

As clever as Xuanming was, he immediately went through the whole story of last night again in detail.

He just felt something was off, but he couldn't figure out why Mu Zhi was returning these things to him.

Yingzhu came in to help Xuanming wash up and get dressed.

Mu Zhi went out to tell Ying Mei about breakfast.

"Make breakfast light, and prepare His Highness's medicine." Mu Zhi finished speaking and saw that Ying Mei looked somewhat troubled.

"Is there a problem?" Mu Zhi asked softly.

Yingmei hurriedly complained, but Yingzhu, who had just come out, tried to stop her, but it was too late.

"Your Highness did not take your medicine last night, so I suppose you won't take it today either."

"Your Highness has been in a bad mood since you returned last night. Your Highness thought..." Yingmei hesitated slightly as she spoke.

Mu Zhi waited for her to continue.

Yingmei gritted her teeth and silently said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness."

He then immediately said, "His Highness thought that you, Miss Mu, didn't want him anymore, so he was very sad and depressed after returning. He wouldn't take his medicine and didn't sleep all night. He had just slept for a while this morning when you, Miss Mu, came."

Mu Zhi exclaimed softly, "What?"

Then, like a thief, he immediately glanced into the inner hall, quickly covered his mouth, and asked Yingzhu with his eyes, "Is this true?"

Yingzhu dared not even imagine how varied and unpredictable Yingmei's death would be.

He was about to explain when a coughing sound came from inside the hall.

Mu Zhi didn't have time to investigate what had just been said and quickly went inside.

After stepping into the palace, he turned around and added, "Hurry up and serve the meal. I'm starving, and His Highness is probably even hungrier. Don't forget the medicine."

Shadow Demon said he would guarantee to complete the mission, and left with a smile.

Yingzhu sighed.

Is this shadow demon obsessed with finding a wife for His Highness?

That's a string of lies.

Mu Zhi walked in and saw that Xuan Ming had changed into a light blue outfit.

She stopped and glanced down at the dress she was wearing, her eyes flashing.

Then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, and he felt a sweetness in his heart.

She refused to believe that Xuanming had acted unintentionally.

"Have some water first, then we can eat." Mu Zhi was quite casual in the Grand Tutor's residence; the Grand Tutor hadn't specifically asked her to learn any etiquette.

However, Mu Zhi had learned court etiquette specifically for Xuan Ming a long time ago.

However, studying is one thing, and it's fine to use it in certain situations. In private, Mu Zhi is not a well-behaved young lady from a respectable family.

She is unrestrained and free-spirited, and dares to love and hate.

So when she said "dining," she specifically referred to it as "eating."

They eat like ordinary people.

Xuanming understood the meaning behind Mu Zhi's words and thought it was quite good.

Anyway, he didn't see it in private. He knew Mu Zhi was sensible and was happy to let her speak and act in her own way within his capabilities.

“Okay.” Xuanming said, took the water glass from Muzhi’s hand, picked it up and took a sip.

The warm water flowed all the way into Xuanming's heart.

He thought: He liked having Mu Zhi by his side.

Over the past six months, he had grown accustomed to her presence, her chattering away as she told him folk tales. Although most of them were from storybooks, Mu Zhi's storytelling was vivid and engaging, and sometimes she would even gesture wildly to explain things clearly.

This was incredibly vivid for Xuanming.

After finishing her water, Mu Zhi took Xuan Ming's cup and placed it on the table.

The servants knocked on the door and came in to set out the meal.

The table is covered with single-flavored dishes.

"The imperial kitchen has been taking extra care of you; this medicinal porridge requires us to get up in the middle of the night to prepare it." Mu Zhi served Xuan Ming a bowl of medicinal porridge.

When the two of them ate, no one served them.

In the first few days after Mu Zhi arrived, someone was specifically there to serve the food.

There are many rules in the palace, and Xuanming, as the emperor, must follow these old and conservative rules.

After eating and sleeping in such a way, and not being allowed to take more than three bites of the same dish, Mu Zhixin was exhausted.

He then discussed with Xuanming that from now on, they wouldn't need anyone to serve them meals.

They all have hands and can pick up food themselves.

Xuanming pondered for a moment but did not agree.

Mu Zhi added that when she was in the manor, her father was frugal and didn't have many servants, so it was always just her and her father eating together. If she got used to being waited on here at Xuanming's place, she wouldn't be able to eat the food in the manor when she returned. Her father would be so worried.

Mu Zhi even said that perhaps the Grand Tutor would come to the palace to ask him why.

Having grown up with the Grand Tutor's constant nagging, Xuanming immediately agreed when he heard that the Grand Tutor would privately nag him.

Although this is against the rules.

But rules are rules, people are flexible.

Xuanming was used to these palace rules and didn't think much of them, so he never interfered.

Now, with a slight modification, no one dares to object.

It was only when Shadow stepped forward and said a few words that Mu Zhi retorted. From then on, when Mu Zhi and Xuan Ming ate, it was always just the two of them in the hall.

Mu Zhi and the Grand Tutor did not observe the rule of not speaking while eating or sleeping when they were in the mansion.

The Grand Tutor was busy with state affairs every day, and could only have meals with his daughter in the morning and evening. He was so busy that it was difficult for them to even meet.

During the meal, he naturally had a lot to say to his daughter.

Therefore, when Mu Zhi ate with Xuan Ming, she would talk to him while eating.

Seeing that His Highness seemed to be eating more than usual, Yingzi let Muzhi continue eating.

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