Mu Run followed the eunuch into the inner palace.
Because her spiritual sense had already been here before, she recognized the palace path and knew it was the way to Chunfang Palace.
The eunuch leading the way would occasionally glance back at her. Although the harem was filled with beauties, those of Mu Run's caliber were extremely rare; even a single glance was a treat for the eyes.
Mu Run took out a purse that Liu Mama had prepared for her from her sleeve pocket, tossed it behind the eunuch, and exclaimed, "Oh dear, Eunuch, you dropped something!"
The eunuch was taken aback, then saw the plain purse and immediately understood, thinking to himself: This noble person really knows how to handle things; he will surely be extraordinary in the future.
"Yes, yes, I dropped it by accident. Thank you for reminding me, Consort Mu." The eunuch picked up the purse.
Mu Run smiled and asked, "How should I address you, Father-in-law?"
"Just call me Little Dezi, the servant."
"Young Master Dezi, how old are you this year? When did you enter the palace?"
"I'm twenty years old this year, and I entered the palace when I was eight." Xiao Dezi had just received a favor from Mu Run, so naturally he answered all her questions and even told her about some of the recent events that had happened in the palace.
In particular, Consort Yu has been in a bad mood lately, and has punished several of the palace servants who serve her in the past two days, so she should also be careful.
Mu Run knew perfectly well what had happened to Consort Yu. Her beloved son had been replaced by an abandoned child, and who knew if that abandoned child even hated her? How could things possibly turn out well for her…
She could sense the deep, hidden darkness in Fu Lu's eyes when he mentioned Consort Yu. This might not mean anything to ordinary people, but for cultivators, it could easily become a mental demon, fatal and detrimental to their cultivation.
Fu Lu may have come here for the imperial way he spoke of, but it was also to eliminate this hidden danger in his own cultivation.
"Congratulations, Your Highness." Mu Run met Fu Lu, who was waiting for her outside Chunfang Palace.
Fu Lu looked at the clothes she was wearing, which he had never seen before. The workmanship and style were exquisite, and the stitches were almost invisible. They suited her very well. "I thought I would have to wait a while longer."
"We were originally planning to go a little later, but Granny Liu kept teaching me palace etiquette, and my ears were practically calloused from hearing it, so we made the carriage go a little faster," Mu Run said with a smile, casually straightening her clothes. "Is this outfit alright?"
“It suits you well.” Fu Lu reached out and took her hand.
Mu Run looked up at him, "A favored concubine?"
Let's confirm the role she'll be playing later.
"Mm." Fu Lu held her hand and walked towards the palace gate. "Don't worry, I'm here for you."
"Do I look worried?" Mu Run chuckled softly, her voice sweet and gentle, enough to melt anyone's heart.
Fu Lu was slightly surprised, then tightened his grip on the handshake...
He knew she was faking it, but he couldn't help but believe it!
Consort Yu has now risen in status due to her son, becoming the most honored woman in the harem. Originally, she was still under the Empress's control, but now that the Empress has passed away, even though there are four other consorts—Noble, Virtuous, Gentle, and Wise—they have no sons and are far inferior to her.
Consort Yu sat on a rosewood chair, exuding elegance and nobility. Although she was over forty, her features showed no signs of aging; her skin remained firm and delicate, and she radiated youthful beauty.
Mu Run lifted the hem of her skirt and curtsied as Liu Mama had taught her.
"Raise your head." Yu Fei's voice carried a hint of coldness.
Mu Run transmitted her voice to Fu Lu, who was watching the scene unfold, "It seems that Consort Yu doesn't like me."
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