"It's a minor issue, it doesn't hurt as much anymore, it should be fine by tomorrow."
In early spring, I dared not move; the prince's gaze seemed rather unfriendly.
"Zhong Muyu, if you insist on going to the restaurant, then let me take you there."
"Why do you always follow me around? I don't like owing you favors."
"It's not a favor; you are my consort, so why not?"
"Does a title like 'Queen' only mean 'Queen'? Wait a minute!"
Without saying a word, Lu Ziyuan picked up Zhong Muyu, ignoring her shouts.
"Chengfeng, prepare the carriage, and head to Linggang Restaurant."
"Yes, what about Qingshui Village..."
"Let Zhiyu handle it when he gets back."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Muyu said, "Didn't you say you were going to handle it yourself? Why are you passing it on to someone else?"
“I didn’t say that.”
Zhong Muyu pursed her lips. Fine, you're a prince, whatever you say goes.
They boarded the carriage and the four of them headed to Linggang Restaurant. At that moment, the Liu family of four was on vacation, while Fang Dazhuang had gone back to his hometown and wouldn't be back until that evening.
Liu Ping opened the door, and upon seeing Zhong Muyu being held, he looked bewildered: "Madam, what's going on...?"
"I sprained my ankle and can't walk around for now. Where's Granny Zhang?"
"She's in your office upstairs."
"Oh, thank you. You can continue your vacation. You can do what you need to do tomorrow."
Liu Ping agreed, but his eyes kept darting back and forth between Zhong Muyu and Lu Ziyuan.
Judging from this, this must be her mistress's husband?
He was handsome and had a commanding presence; he seemed to be an important person.
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