"Last time I fell into the water and almost lost my life. I only survived thanks to the protection of the gods and Buddhas. Young Master Cheng, could you please speak to the Prince for me and ask him to allow me to go to Wanfo Temple to fulfill my vow tomorrow?" Feng Jin looked at Hua Mancheng and finished speaking in one breath, feeling a little guilty herself.
Hua Mancheng paused slightly, then asked slowly, "This is not a big deal. Why doesn't the Princess Consort go and tell the Prince herself?"
When Mu Beichen was mentioned, her face inexplicably became full of sorrow. She took a long breath and sighed softly, "Ever since I came back from Xingyue Tower last time, he has put me under house arrest in a fit of anger."
“I see…” Hua Mancheng gazed at her intently, hesitated for a moment, then patted his chest with a hearty laugh and said with a slight smile, “Don’t worry, Your Highness, I will definitely tell the Prince these words when I go to Feiyu Courtyard later.”
"Young Master Cheng, you are simply a savior sent by heaven!" Feng Jin was so excited that she could hardly control herself. She jumped up and hugged Hua Mancheng's arm, completely unaware that the other party's expression had completely changed.
At this moment, the sight of the two chatting and laughing was seen by Mu Beichen, who was walking straight ahead not far away.
Seeing the unusually strong murderous aura on his face, Feng Jin immediately guessed the reason. It must have been the information secretly given by the women who were following him; otherwise, he wouldn't have arrived so timely.
Hua Mancheng noticed this as well, and he quickly took a step back, forcing a smile as he greeted Mu Beichen: "Oh! Achen's here? I was just about to come to Feiyu Academy to find you."
Mu Beichen's face turned green, and he didn't reply with a single word. His eyes were sharp as knives as he stared intently at Feng Jin.
That damned woman, besides flirting and causing trouble, what good things can she do?
Hua Mancheng, standing to the side, felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of their terrifying, almost cannibalistic expressions. He gave an awkward laugh and said, "Since you two have important matters to attend to, I'll come back to bother you later." With that, he flew away from the scene.
Feng Jin quickly changed her mind and greeted Mu Beichen with a smile: "I didn't expect to run into you anywhere, what a coincidence!"
"There are many refugees in the city now. Since the princess is living such a leisurely life, why don't you come with me to help with disaster relief?" Mu Beichen said without anger or smile. His handsome face was expressionless, but his calm words seemed to carry a chilling feeling.
Oh my god, we can finally go out now! Thank goodness!
She clenched her fist tightly, trying her best not to show her inner elation, and smiled obediently and politely: "I should do as Your Highness instructs."
Feng Jin suddenly became neither humble nor arrogant, leaving Mu Beichen completely baffled. This time, he couldn't figure out what she was thinking no matter what he did.
He turned away silently and quickly disappeared from Feng Jin's sight.
After watching Mu Beichen leave, Feng Jin was thrilled at the thought of soon leaving the Jing Prince's Mansion. After returning to Fuxi Courtyard, she couldn't wait to prepare her travel gear.
On this day, the day for disaster relief arrived. In previous years, when the imperial court opened granaries for disaster relief, the ministers would fight tooth and nail for it. The reason was simple: whoever took on this lucrative task could make a fortune and win over the hearts of the people. However, since the disaster relief funds needed to be raised by themselves this time, no one was willing to do such a thankless and troublesome job. In the end, it was Mu Beichen's turn.
To make it easier for him to go out, Feng Jin specially changed into a dashing and capable men's outfit today, and his hair was neatly tied up with red ribbons, making him look like a handsome young master.
Mu Beichen also changed his style, changing his black ceremonial robes into snow-white casual clothes. His long, straight black hair was casually draped down, revealing his thin, fair face, slanted eyebrows, unfathomable eyes, straight nose, and cold lips... all of which were clearly displayed in Feng Jin's eyes.
This attire, on the contrary, gave him an ethereal and otherworldly charm.
Feng Jin left the Prince Jing's mansion with Mu Beichen, and then the two of them got into the same carriage.
Inside the carriage, Mu Beichen tilted his head and calmly said to Feng Jin, "I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic today."
While Feng Jin appeared to be looking at the other person, her thoughts had already wandered far away.
What outsiders know is only the nominal image of the royal family; the royal family never does anything that doesn't benefit them. Back then, Yu Changxiao was a founding hero of the late emperor, and with his many years of military exploits and hundreds of thousands of elite troops under his command, he gradually became a thorn in the side of all the court officials. The regent had to take the lead in eliminating dissidents, and he could only use the fact that Yu Changxiao had military power to do so. Zhao Tingxuan was probably just a pawn being used by others.
Because of this marriage, she almost ruined her entire life. If you look closely, at least half of the officials of the Northern You Dynasty owe the Yu family, including Mu Qiye.
"Do you know why His Majesty assigned me this thankless and arduous task?" Mu Beichen sneered coldly.
Feng Jin forced a smile, lowered her long eyelashes, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of apology. She knew that after she and Su Yu stirred up that storm at Xingyue Tower, they had all revealed their identities. It was because of this that Mu Beichen was targeted by the officials.
She silently shook her head, which was her response to Mu Beichen's words.
“We’re going to the Prime Minister’s residence in a bit. This fundraising for disaster relief is no ordinary matter. When you get back, try not to clash with your father. Even if you can’t make him like you, at least try to get along peacefully.” Mu Beichen said, his eyes half-closed, his expression complicated.
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