"So... in this palace, as long as you have a son, you can rest easy?"
Consort Zhen stared into the distance, her gaze unfocused, but as she spoke these words...
A murderous aura, unlike anything the Consort Shu had ever seen in her, flashed in her eyes.
Consort Shu was momentarily dazed: "In this deep palace, without offspring there is no one to rely on. Having a son is naturally the best."
Consort Zhen did not speak, but her eyes became even more vacant.
Consort Shu wanted to say something to comfort her, but she swallowed it back down.
She had just walked into the Imperial Garden.
Then I saw a familiar figure standing sideways at the entrance of Qiluan Garden.
"Chen'er." Consort Shu suddenly stopped, her eyes instantly reddening.
"Mother!" Mu Junchen rushed over when he saw Consort Shu.
He disregarded how rough the pebbly path in the Imperial Garden was and knelt down with a thud: "Your subject greets Your Majesty, may Your Majesty be blessed."
"Get up quickly." Consort Shu was overjoyed and wept uncontrollably: "Let your mother take a good look at you. You've gotten so dark and thin."
All along.
Consort Shu was most worried about Mu Junchen.
Although Mu Junxi was clumsy, he had always been raised in the deep palace, so even if someone had any wicked intentions, no one dared to really take his life.
The imperial tombs are heavily guarded.
For Mu Junhan's safety, his father personally arranged for his personal guards to be trusted generals.
Only Mu Junchen knew that swords and spears had no eyes on the battlefield.
The Yuan Dynasty was constantly in turmoil.
Although there was no major war.
Harassment from neighboring countries is also frequent.
When he had just left the palace.
Consort Shu also couldn't sleep at night, partly because she was worried about him getting injured on the battlefield, and partly because she was worried that someone might try to harm him.
"It's good that you're back safe and sound." Consort Shu couldn't help but sigh.
"Mother," Mu Junchen glanced around, "Let's go back first. I just went to see my little sister, she's so cute!"
Consort Shu: ...
"When you see your sister later, whatever you do, don't say she's cute," Consort Shu earnestly instructed.
"Why?" Mu Junchen asked, puzzled.
Consort Shu's expression was somewhat indescribable.
Actually, she didn't understand why people would praise Mu Qianqian as cute.
She would secretly grumble to herself.
Consort Shu could not directly tell Mu Junchen that she could hear Mu Qianqian's thoughts.
"In short, if I tell you not to say it, then don't say it. You can praise other things." Consort Shu nodded firmly.
Mu Junchen: ...
The two entered Qiluan Garden, the concubine's palace, one after the other.
What a coincidence!
When they arrived, Mu Qianqian had already woken up.
This was the first time Mu Junchen had ever seen such a tiny baby.
He was so excited he didn't know where to put his hands.
Consort Shu held Mu Qianqian in her arms and introduced her to him: "This is your second brother, Mu Junchen. Your second brother is very powerful. He fights on the battlefield and is a great hero. When you grow up, Qianqian, do you want to be a great hero too?"
Mu Junchen felt a little embarrassed by the praise from Consort Shu in front of a little baby.
With nowhere to put his hands, he finally scratched his head twice: "Our Qianqian doesn't want to go to the battlefield, she just wants to grow up happily."
Consort Shu smiled with relief: "Would you like your brother to give you a hug?"
Mu Qianqian seemed to understand what she was saying, and jumped around a couple of times in Consort Shu's arms, waving her arms and legs excitedly.
"Mother, sister... sister..." Mu Junchen was so excited that he was almost incoherent: "Does my sister mean she wants me to hold her?"
"Of course." Consort Shu handed Mu Qianqian to Mu Junchen.
Mu Junchen rubbed his hand on the clothes around his waist.
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