The Zhu residence was extremely dangerous, and Mu Chenshuang had taken this into consideration.
After glancing at Qi Ye, Mu Chen Shuang took out a small white porcelain bottle from her bosom.
The bottle has no patterns or designs and is very inconspicuous when held in the palm of your hand.
"Take this."
"What's this?"
Qi Ye looked curious and couldn't help but ask.
Mu Chenshuang smiled and said calmly, "This kind of pill can protect your heart meridian in the shortest amount of time. I hope you will never need to use it."
Mu Chenshuang's words were very simple, but to Qi Ye, they were extremely important.
Qi Ye took the small porcelain bottle from Mu Chenshuang's hand, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.
"Princess, rest assured, Qi Ye will definitely complete the mission."
...
After arranging everything, Mu Chenshuang left the house.
In the middle of the courtyard stands a nearly century-old osmanthus tree, and at this moment, a delicate fragrance wafts from its branches.
This osmanthus tree is different from other osmanthus trees. Even if heavy snow blocks the door or torrential rain pours down, it will not affect the flowering of the osmanthus tree.
Lord Mu was also exceptionally fond of this osmanthus tree, and he would tell everyone he met that the osmanthus tree in his mansion bloomed every day.
In fact, Mu Chenshuang knew that this was just a monthly laurel tree that bloomed once a month.
But seeing that no one refuted Lord Mu, and that Lord Mu was even proud of it, Mu Chenshuang said nothing.
Arriving under the osmanthus tree, Mu Chenshuang slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
The air was filled with the fragrance of osmanthus, fresh and sweet. If Mu Chenshuang didn't know it was the season, she would have thought it was August.
In August, the osmanthus flowers were in full bloom, and the entire imperial city was enveloped in their fragrance.
But behind this seemingly prosperous scene lies a turbulent undercurrent.
"Miss, please put on a coat; it's chilly outside."
As they were talking, Linglong brought a cloak to Mu Chenshuang.
Seeing Mu Chenshuang nod, Linglong personally draped the cloak over Mu Chenshuang's shoulders.
"The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and it won't be long before I don't need to wear a cloak anymore."
Mu Chenshuang's eyes were fixed on a certain spot, and her voice sounded like she was talking to herself.
Linglong focused her gaze on Mu Chenshuang's lower abdomen, secretly lowering her eyes to hide the worry in them.
The hotter the weather, the less clothing people wear, and the young lady's figure probably won't be able to be hidden for much longer.
Linglong bit her lip, then a look of relief appeared on her face.
She was just a lowly maid, short-sighted and inconsiderate, but her mistress was different.
Now, Miss can plan almost everything in incredibly detail; whatever I can think of, Miss can surely think of as well.
So my worries are unnecessary; I'm just being overly anxious.
Just as Mu Chenshuang was about to sit down on the stone bench under the osmanthus tree, her eyes suddenly flashed, and her expression became serious.
Sensing the sudden change in Mu Chenshuang's aura, Linglong involuntarily followed Mu Chenshuang's gaze.
Not far away, the second young lady was walking towards the courtyard.
Linglong subconsciously pursed her lips, then straightened up.
Just as she finished doing all that, Mu Chunxi arrived in front of Mu Chenshuang.
Mu Chenshuang sat down on the stone bench and looked up at Mu Chunxi.
Mu Chunxi was slightly taken aback, her brows furrowed, and disbelief appeared in her eyes.
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