With such a big change happening in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Pei Shurou was afraid that the Prime Minister's wife would be anxious to marry her off and win over people for the Prime Minister's Mansion. So after leaving the mansion, she went straight to hang around the Minister of Justice.
I want to try my luck and see if I can meet Mu Heng.
Mu Heng has been guarding the border area between Xuanzhao and Qilan. He has just returned to the capital. He has no wife, and he is the legitimate son of the Minister of Justice. He also has a special relationship with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. She wants to fight for herself.
She did not ask to be the legal wife. After all, she was a concubine, and being Mu Heng's concubine was better than being married off by her mother at will.
She was lucky. After waiting for a while, she saw Mu Heng yawning and running out of the house. The Minister of Justice was chasing him with a wooden stick, shouting, "Rebellious son!"
Pei Shurou pursed her lips. Did she come at the wrong time?
"Dad, Dad, you can't do this. I'm here to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince today. You hit me so hard that I can't move. Just find someone to carry me!" Mu Heng walked around the stone lions at the gate of the mansion, holding his long boots.
"Bullshit! You say you want to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at least ten times a day, and you scare me so much that I dare not do anything. I have never seen you do that once." The Minister of Justice raised his hand to hit him.
"Dad!" Mu Heng threw away the boots in his hand, hung on the wooden stick of the Minister of Justice, and begged for mercy, "Dad, I really didn't lie today! The son you beat can't move, you really have to carry your son to the Prince's Mansion!"
The Minister of Justice swung the stick with disdain, and the long boots hanging on the stick fell on Mu Heng's head. The next second, Mu Heng covered his chest and "vomited."
How long has it been since Xiao Pingzi washed his feet?
He was being chased by his father and had no time to put on his shoes. His feet hurt from running and he ran into the servant Xiao Pingzi, who took off his boots. The smell made him want to vomit.
Pei Shurou bit her lip, not necessarily trying to win over Mu Heng...
"There is no Prince's Mansion in the Crown Prince's Palace. Are you trying to scare me? Do you still want to watch His Highness the Crown Prince?" The Minister of Justice tapped Mu Heng's shoulder with a wooden stick.
"Ugh~" Mu Heng pinched his nose, took off the boots on his head, and threw them casually into Pei Shurou's arms. Pei Shurou subconsciously caught them.
A pungent sour smell entered Pei Shurou's nose. She tried to hold it back, but finally couldn't help but vomited.
Mu Heng stood there in a daze, and explained, "Those...those are not my boots."
He also wants to save face in front of the woman.
Pei Shurou suppressed the nausea in her stomach and glanced at Mu Heng's bare feet with a look of disbelief. Well, she decided to change her target.
The Minister of Justice looked at Mu Heng speechlessly, then turned and went back into the mansion. What a shame, he had also lost face in front of a little girl! !
When this brat comes home, he will give him a good beating! !
"Hey, your shoes." Pei Shurou said in a low voice, pinching the corner of the boots and handing it to Mu Heng.
Why did she have to hold her voice? Because if she didn't, she was afraid she would not be able to hold it back and vomit in the street.
"Girl, it's not mine." Mu Heng defended.
If this gets out, won't his reputation be ruined?
Pei Shurou frowned and stared at his bare feet without saying a word.
"…This is a misunderstanding!" Mu Heng explained palely.
Pei Shurou gritted her teeth and pinched her nose, "Hey, no matter if it's a misunderstanding or not, can you put on your shoes, or you can take the cigarette, it's so stinking."
"No?" Mu Heng took the boots and said again, "They are not my shoes."
What do you mean by wearing his shoes? This girl is pretty, why does she have bad hearing? ?
Pei Shurou looked at Mu Heng with a complicated expression, "Xiaozi, just wash your feet more often every day. If you wash your feet more often, you won't have to make excuses to others over and over again to explain that the shoes are not yours."
Mu Heng: “…”
If I had known earlier that he would rather hurt his feet than fight for shoes!!
"Ugh~" Pei Shurou habitually touched the tip of her nose with a handkerchief, smelling the sour and stinky smell on her father's hands, and almost fainted.
Mu Heng: “……???”
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