Mistake

Gu Huaizhi's eyes flickered: "Aning, you..." He was stunned for a long time before asking: "What's the meaning of giving this to me?"

His eyes were fixed on the wedding dress drawing and he didn't look at the girl beside him.

It turns out that she likes this kind of wedding dress.

A dream he had a few days ago suddenly flashed through his mind.

In the dream, she was also wearing a bright red wedding dress, sitting quietly beside the bed.

Although she was wearing a veil, his intuition told him that the person was Mu An Ning.

And that wedding dress seems to be about 70% similar to this one.

"It was a misunderstanding." Mu An Ning didn't expect that he would see the paper in the end, so he lowered his eyes and said, "Prince, give it back to me."

Mu An Ning thought that if Gu Huaizhi was unwilling to return it to her, she would have to explain the whole story clearly.

Gu Huaizhi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he didn't understand what the girl meant by "misunderstanding", but it was obvious that she had no intention of putting down the paper.

He thought that Mu An Ning would look great in this wedding dress.

Originally, he would be able to see her wear it with his own eyes by the end of this year.

It's all his fault.

Gu Huaizhi's throat rolled, and countless guesses suddenly flooded his mind.

Could it be that she wanted to renew her engagement with him, so she came to hint to him what kind of wedding dress she liked?

And her marriage to Tan Wenhuai was indeed only temporary.

Gu Huaizhi took a deep breath, and his tone was a little more urgent than usual: "Aning, I'll have someone do it now."

Mu An Ning was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to understand what the young man was referring to. He shook his head and said, "Don't bother your Highness."

While the young man was stunned, she slowly stretched out her hand, motioning him to return the paper to her: "When we return home later, I will send someone to return the box to the prince."

Gu Huaizhi's eyes fell on the girl's fair palm, and his brows slightly furrowed: "Why?"

Could it be that she was just impulsive and now feels regretful?

Seeing that Gu Huaizhi still had no intention of putting down the paper, Mu Anning had no choice but to withdraw his hand. After thinking for a moment, he lowered his eyes and explained, "Sir, this is really just a misunderstanding."

She paused and looked at the boy seriously: "Actually, this roll of paper is not for the prince."

"Really?" Looking at the girl's slightly fluttering eyelashes, Gu Huaizhi felt uneasy, but raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I will believe it?"

If it’s not for him, who else can it be given to?

She must be making an excuse, but this opportunity was so rare that he didn't want to let it go.

The corners of Mu An Ning's mouth twitched slightly, and the young man smiled sweetly and said to himself: "An Ning, let's get married."

Gu Huaizhi's Adam's apple rolled slightly: "You and Tan Wenhuai break off the engagement, and I will go to the Mu Mansion to propose marriage today. The wedding date will be set for next month, okay? Or, you decide..."

Hearing the increasingly bizarre words around him, Mu An Ning couldn't help but frown and interrupted the young man: "Prince, don't say these nonsense anymore."

She had expected that he had misunderstood.

"Sir, it was my daughter's negligence." Mu An Ning did not hesitate this time. She sighed imperceptibly and said directly, "This scroll of paper was supposed to be sent to the Tan Mansion."

Fortunately, she discovered it in time, otherwise she would have made more mistakes.

Gu Huaizhi's fingers tightened slightly, his guess confirmed, but a smile appeared on his face: "Oh, Aning, don't lie to me. Isn't this... your return gift?"

It was he who gave the box, not Tan Wenhuai.

Mu An Ning took a deep breath, not caring about his face at all, and told the whole truth in a slow voice.

After hearing the girl's answer, Gu Huaizhi remained silent, tightly grasping the glaring paper, and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

What is this?

The spark of hope that had just ignited in his heart was immediately extinguished.

Still, he was ruthlessly killed by his sweetheart.

That’s it.

If teasing him like this would make her feel better, then he would accept it.

But the young man couldn't help but ask in a muffled voice: "So, you are going to wear this wedding dress and marry Tan Wenhuai."

Mu An Ning was silent and nodded slowly.

After Tan Wenhuai modified the wedding dress again, she was indeed quite satisfied with it.

Besides, the divorce date is less than a month away and it cannot be changed, so she can only wear this dress on the wedding day.

Gu Huaizhi wanted to laugh, but the corners of his mouth were out of his control, and he couldn't raise his mouth even if he wanted to.

Also out of control were the slightly red eye sockets, as if he hadn't slept for two days.

She still wants to marry Tan Wenhuai.

Just at this moment, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard outside the door at the right time.

It was Gu Ji who said with a serious expression: "Sir, His Majesty summons you to the palace immediately."

"Oh, I won't go." Gu Huaizhi raised his eyes and glanced at his subordinates, but leaned back, with an attitude that he would never get up.

Gu Ji looked embarrassed, not knowing what his young master was doing: "Young Master..."

Seeing that the young man ignored him, Gu Ji turned to look at Mu An Ning: "Miss Mu..."

That look seemed to be saying: Miss Mu, please persuade the young master.

Mu An Ning blinked. The emperor summoned him into the palace, so what did it have to do with her?

Mu An Ning thought for a moment and stood up.

While the two were confused, she walked in front of Gu Huaizhi and stretched out her hand towards the wrinkled paper.

The moment he pulled it out easily, Mu An Ning couldn't help but be surprised and met the boy's dazed peach blossom eyes.

Isn't Gu Huaizhi's hand very strong? Why is it so weak at this moment?

This saved her a lot of effort. If she had known this, she would not have chatted with him so much just now.

Mu An Ning gathered his thoughts and said goodbye calmly.

After the girl's back disappeared, Gu Huaizhi looked at Gu Ji in disbelief: "She, she just left like that?"

Gu Ji shrugged his shoulders to show that he was innocent, and then he remembered the important matter: "Hey, my young master, you'd better go to the palace as soon as possible."

*

The first thing Mu An Ning did after returning home was to instruct Baoqin to send the box back to Anqing Palace, not caring that it was getting dark.

Baoqin sighed slightly in her heart and silently took out the jewelry that she had received from the jewelry box earlier.

It must be said that Prince Gu has a pretty good taste, and these pieces of jewellery suit the young lady very well.

While Baoqin was tidying up, she saw some bottles and jars, as well as a few books in the box, which looked like medical books.

Baoqin glanced at her young lady secretly, but seeing that she looked indifferent, she remained silent, so as not to upset her again.

Mu An Ning, who was sitting at the table, suddenly had the question the boy had asked her earlier flash through her mind.

Seeing Baoqin moving swiftly and about to go out in a flash, Mu An Ning subconsciously called her.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Baoqin stopped walking, somewhat confused.

Mu An Ning pursed her lips and looked at the box: "Baoqin, is there a letter in the box?"

"A letter?" Baoqin's eyes revealed a trace of confusion, and she shook her head: "I didn't see it."

Mu An Ning had no expression when he heard this. He just nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

However, Baoqin still flipped through the box, and after a moment she said in a teasing tone, "Miss, there really is a letter."

This letter is pressed at the bottom. If you don't look carefully, you really can't find it.

Mu An Ning's eyebrows moved slightly. She saw Bao Qin handing the letter to her and asked, "Miss, do you want to open it and read it?"

Mu An Ning glanced at the letter that was obviously more than one page, and his heart moved slightly: "Put it aside for now."

She was just curious, she thought.

After all, she had never seen a letter written by Gu Huaizhi.

*

The next day.

"Miss? Miss?"

Mu An Ning was awakened by Baoqin's gentle call. For a moment, she couldn't remember what year it was.

Baoqin took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat off Mu Anning's forehead, her eyes shining with joy: "Miss, did you have a nightmare?"

Mu An Ning gradually came back to his senses and nodded, then took the handkerchief with a smile: "I'll do it myself."

She paused and then said, "Give me some water for a bath."

After Baoqin left, the girl's expression gradually became complicated.

She could feel the cold sweat soaking her clothes. It was summer, but she felt cold in her heart.

In the dream just now, she committed suicide twice.

One time it was jumping off a cliff, and the other time it was slitting one's throat.

She had dreamt of the second way of dying more than once, but this was the first time.

The feeling of weightlessness and tingling was so real that it was a little scary.

It was as if she had experienced it herself.

Mu An Ning felt that the more he thought about it, the weirder it became. He even felt a little...yearning in his heart?

Mu An Ning shook her head suddenly, thinking that she had been too idle at home these days, which caused her to have such wild thoughts.

At this moment, Baoqin came into the room carrying a basin, interrupting the girl's thoughts.

*

After drying himself and getting dressed, Mu An Ning felt the turmoil in his heart calm down.

Instead of thinking about those random things, it is better to read a few pages of medical books and practice a few more lines of calligraphy.

The girl thought so in her heart, and then she took action.

She sat down at the table and wrote a few lines, then suddenly remembered something important. She took a new piece of paper, dipped it in ink, and started writing.

After a few moments, a few lines of words appeared on the paper.

She thought about inviting Tan Wenhuai and Sister Su to a teahouse tomorrow so that she could hand the wedding dress design to Tan Wenhuai in person to avoid another blunder like yesterday.

Thinking of this, Mu An Ning was slightly distracted and cast his gaze towards the letter written by Gu Huaizhi in his hand.

Yesterday Baoqin delivered the box to the Anqing Palace, but only this letter was kept by her.

However, she hasn't opened it yet.

Mu An Ning calmed himself down, but still couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he reached out for the paper.

Mu Anning weighed it lightly. It seemed that Gu Huaizhi had written a lot, which made the envelope look a little heavy.

He seldom picked up a pen to write. When he was a child, what Mrs. Luo said most was to ask him to study hard with her.

But at that time, Gu Huaizhi was extremely disdainful, which resulted in the bad handwriting we have today.

Mu An Ning's eyes regained focus, and for some reason he felt like laughing. He reached out to open the letter.

But at this moment, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Mu An Ning paused for a moment and looked up.

It's holding a zither.

Baoqin smiled and said, "Miss, the eldest master has come to Xiangningxuan."

Hearing the visitor, Mu An Ning was slightly surprised. He immediately put the letter in front of him out of his mind and slowly stood up.

*

The brother and sister seldom talked to each other, and now they just sat there looking at each other.

Mu Guiling looked at his sister calmly, and suddenly said, "An Ning, Jishitang can reopen today."

Mu An Ning was slightly surprised and put down the teacup that he had been holding to hide his uneasiness. "But has the coroner finished the autopsy?"

The fact that Jishitang was able to reopen proved that she had not lost a single life.

However, she didn't expect that this matter was not as difficult to solve as she imagined.

Mu Guiling nodded and didn't reveal too much, and Mu Anning didn't ask any more questions, but just thanked him, thinking that it must be because of his brother's secret help that the case was solved.

Mu Guiling coughed lightly, his jaw tensed. "An Ning, did Wan'er talk to you yesterday?"

"No." Mu An Ning shook his head, somewhat puzzled.

Mu Guiling looked sullen: "I came here today to tell you something."

Mu An Ning nodded and waited for further words.

"Your brother..."

However, at this moment, a servant hurried over and interrupted Mu Guiling: "Sir, the Dali Temple wants you to go."

Mu Guiling couldn't help but frown, but he had to get up.

Mu An Ning was surprised as he watched Mu Guiling go away. What did his brother just say "brother"?

However, since Jishidiang can open its doors, she finally has something to do today.

Mu An Ning thought about it and asked Bao Qin to prepare the carriage. Then, he remembered something and took out the envelope from his sleeve. He smiled and said, "Bao Qin, go to the Tan Mansion in person and give this letter to Mr. Tan."