It would have been better if Mu Junhan hadn't said anything.
As he finished speaking...
Mu Qianqian's expression seemed to grow even more serious.
Even her small eyebrows were furrowed into a deep frown.
Mu Junhan's heart pounded instantly, and he had a premonition that something terrible was about to happen.
Consort Shu seemed to have realized this as well.
She moved her lips but hadn't had a chance to speak.
Then, Mu Qianqian's inner thoughts reached his ears.
Third Brother, you smell strange.
Did you get another girlfriend while you were outside the palace?
again! ?
girlfriend.
Mu Junhan's cheeks flushed instantly.
His expression instantly became somewhat unnatural.
He quickly withdrew his hand, which had been reaching out to hug Mu Qianqian, and scratched the back of his head twice.
Thinking of Ke'er, whom he had met while keeping vigil, he realized that this had almost led to a major disaster.
Consort Shu looked at Mu Junhan with some concern: "Han'er, don't rush to take your sister out to play. You've been away from the palace for quite some time. Sit down and have a chat with your mother."
"Yes, Mother." Mu Junhan paused for a moment, then sat down next to Consort Shu.
Consort Shu seemed to see nothing amiss. She casually poured Mu Junhan a cup of tea and placed it in front of him: "Where have you been these past few days while you were away from the palace? Have you had any fun experiences? Tell your mother about them."
Mu Junhan's smile instantly became somewhat unnatural: "There's nothing fun about it, it's just a trip to the frontier where we saw a silk shop."
"A silk shop?"
Although Consort Shu lived deep within the palace, she knew that this frontier was a harsh and cold place.
Even some high-ranking criminals of the imperial court were exiled there.
How could a silk shop possibly make money in a place like this?
Would anyone really be foolish enough to do something that loses money but only generates buzz?
“Yes, Mother.” Mu Junhan nodded firmly: “The fabrics sold in that silk shop are really good. Many of them are hard to find in the capital. I even bought several batches of Shu brocade to bring back for you and my sister to make clothes.”
"Shu brocade?" Consort Shu exclaimed in surprise.
“Yes, Mother.” Mu Junhan nodded. “When the shopkeeper introduced it to me, I was just as surprised as you were. It wasn’t until I saw those Shu brocades that I dared to be sure they were real.”
That was just a guess.
Now, Consort Shu was almost certain that there was something wrong with this silk shop.
Putting aside the question of whether anyone in this harsh, cold place would even buy fabric from his silk shop.
This is the Shu brocade.
The manufacturing process itself is complex.
It is woven from dyed, saturated silk threads, and decorated with patterns using warp threads and colored stripes.
It is woven using a combination of geometric patterns and decorative designs.
This craft not only requires artisans to have superb skills, but also a deep understanding of color and pattern design.
Even within the palace, only a few bolts of Shu brocade were ever sent to the palace each year.
Apart from the Empress Dowager and the Empress.
Only the favored concubines could receive some.
Some concubines of lower rank never even saw Shu brocade in their entire lives in the palace.
Such precious fabric, yet it appears in a harsh, cold place.
This is really too strange.
"Han'er, where is that Shu brocade fabric now?" Consort Shu asked with a solemn expression.
"Mother, look how anxious you are." Mu Junhan smiled with relief: "I knew Mother would like it. I was eager to return home and rushed back on horseback. They were driving a carriage, so naturally their legs were slower. However, I have already instructed my people to take them directly to Qiluan Garden when they arrive in the capital."
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