"Yes, as expected, the princess is very thoughtful." Granny Yun said regretfully, "Next time, I will definitely prepare pastries for the princess in advance."
This time, Mu Chenshuang didn't say anything more and tacitly agreed with Granny Yun's words.
Mu Chenshuang sat for about fifteen minutes before the Empress Dowager finally woke up.
Although the Empress Dowager was delirious and unable to express her inner thoughts, her empty and lifeless eyes still brightened when she faced Mu Chenshuang, who sat beside her and held her hands, revealing her inner joy.
Seeing this, Granny Yun's eyes also reddened with joy.
A few indistinct voices came from the main hall, and no one could understand what the Empress Dowager was saying, but Mu Chenshuang, with a gentle smile in her eyes, nodded patiently and smiled at the Empress Dowager, as if responding to her words.
At noon, Granny Yun ordered the palace servants to set out lunch at Cining Palace, and Mu Chenshuang also stayed to dine with the Empress Dowager.
Although the Empress Dowager was not in her right mind, the imperial kitchen did not treat her poorly or carelessly in terms of food.
Faced with a table full of dishes, Mu Chenshuang checked each one to make sure it was completely free of poison before helping the Empress Dowager eat.
By the time Mu Chenshuang left the palace and returned to the Marquis's residence, it was already late afternoon.
Lord Mu had not yet returned, but Linglong handed her an envelope sealed with wax.
"This was just delivered to the manor by the Prince of Xiaoyao, it is..."
Before Linglong could finish speaking, Mu Chenshuang seemed to remember something, her eyes lit up, and she quickly opened the letter, her eyes filled with joy and happiness.
It was indeed a letter written in Fu Junheng's own handwriting. Fu Junheng wasn't entirely heartless; he still knew to write to her.
"...I cherish your eyes and your warmth. Even though we are separated by thousands of miles, my love for you will never waver. I will kiss you a thousand times over." Fu Junheng wrote down his deep longing for Mu Chenshuang on two or three pages.
Even through the letter, Mu Chenshuang could clearly feel the intense and passionate emotions conveyed in the words.
As she gazed at the last few words of the letter, "Waiting to meet again," her heart began to pound.
Mu Chenshuang carefully placed the letter against her heart, her mind filled with images of Fu Junheng's face—whether serious, smiling, or emotional.
After a long while, Mu Chenshuang finally pulled herself out of this emotion, gently put the letter back into the envelope, and carefully placed it in the drawer of the dressing mirror.
Thinking of the carefree prince, she suddenly remembered something else.
Without any hesitation, Mu Chenshuang got up and walked outside, saying, "I'm going to the Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion. I'll be right back."
Before she could finish speaking, she had already left the house. Linglong and Honghua wanted to say something, but it was too late.
The Carefree Prince's Mansion.
Mu Chenshuang stepped down from the carriage, and the gatekeeper dared not neglect her, quickly leading her inside. "The prince is in his study."
Mu Chenshuang nodded. She had been to the Prince Xiaoyao's mansion many times and was already very familiar with it. She didn't need anyone to lead the way and found her way there on her own.
I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but it seems like the Xiaoyao Prince’s Mansion has become much quieter since Fu Junheng left.
"Is the princess here so suddenly because she has something urgent to discuss with me?" Feng Ji had just finished dealing with the letters and was about to leave the study when he saw Mu Chenshuang walking towards him.
Looking at Feng Ji, who stood tall and elegant in a white robe, Mu Chenshuang suddenly thought of the phrase "aloof from the world and independent."
Feng Ji, like the pine and bamboo on his robe, was indifferent and aloof.
Mu Chenshuang often felt that he was sometimes like a calm or even indifferent bystander. Even though she often saw him laughing and joking, she still felt that his inner self was not as it appeared on the surface.
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