"Don't worry, Mother, I didn't sneak back. It's because of the epidemic outside that Father Emperor ordered me to return to the palace ahead of schedule," Mu Junhan explained earnestly.
Consort Shu nodded: "That's fine too."
"Mother," Mu Junhan said, looking at Mu Qianqian in Consort Shu's arms, "Is this my little sister? She's so cute."
Mu Qianqian: ? ? ?
Am I not pretty enough?
Wow, my older brother is surprisingly precise with his words when praising someone.
【cute? 】
Why don't you just say I'm not good-looking? You're such a straight man!
Mu Junhan was taken aback.
What was that sound?
He looked around again and again, but didn't see anyone speaking.
Finally, the gaze fell on the baby in Consort Shu's arms.
Mu Junhan couldn't help but shiver.
Strange things happen every year, but this year there seem to be more than usual.
Could it be that he stayed in the imperial tomb for too long and got possessed by a ghost?
This is a bright, clear day.
He was hallucinating, and the hallucinations were so outrageous.
"Mother, on my way back, I saw people along the street kneeling and worshipping my sister, saying that she saved their lives. What's going on?" Mu Junhan asked in surprise.
"Uh...is that so?" Consort Shu asked in surprise. "You must have misheard. She's just a little baby who's still nursing, how could she..."
At this point, Consort Shu herself paused for a moment.
They are both babies who are breastfed.
Mu Qianqian does indeed have some unusual qualities.
Even if she could hear Mu Qianqian's thoughts, it didn't mean she would go and save any people.
There must be some misunderstanding here.
"They say the Seventh Princess? Is she really not my younger sister?" Mu Junhan continued to press.
"This..." Consort Shu's words were cut short.
A rustling sound came from the courtyard of Qiluan Garden.
Someone shouted, "The Great Kunpeng is back!"
Consort Shu then realized what was happening.
It seems like it's been a few days since we last saw this giant Kunpeng.
The giant roc shook its wings and, exhausted, nestled on the ground where it usually lay.
"Mother, why are there so many cracks on the ground?" Mu Junhan asked in surprise, staring at the giant Kunpeng lying in front of him.
"It seems like it was raining that day and I was struck by lightning. Let's have the Imperial Household Department send someone to fix it when we get back," Consort Shu said softly.
"Has it rained recently?" Mu Junhan murmured.
Consort Shu: ? ? ?
It seems there really isn't one.
The giant Kunpeng rolled its eyes at him: "Whether you've gotten off or not, just ask your precious little sister."
Mu Qianqian glared at him angrily.
The giant roc trembled in fright and hid its head inside its wings.
Consort Shu looked Mu Junhan up and down, her brows furrowing slightly: "Why do you smell of flowers? Why would a boy like something so perfumed?"
"No, not at all." Mu Junhan awkwardly touched the sachet at his waist. "It's just a mosquito repellent sachet. Mother, you're overthinking it."
As his voice faded.
Consort Shu's gaze fell on the spot where his hand was covering.
It was indeed an exquisitely embroidered sachet, but it didn't look like the handiwork of the nanny beside him.
Consort Shu had her own ideas.
At that very moment.
The eunuch at the door announced the news.
"His Majesty has arrived."
Consort Shu and Mu Junhan knelt on the ground one after the other.
"Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor!"
"Greetings, Father Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
"Han'er is back so soon." Emperor Yuanwu glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, walked straight to Consort Shu, and stretched out his arms to Mu Qianqian: "Daddy will hug you."
Mu Junhan: ...
Is this what they mean by "no comparison, no harm"?
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