"What do you mean by 'making a scene'?" Mu Chenshuang was also a little curious. She didn't have much of an appetite today. After finishing her borscht, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Honghua with a puzzled expression.
Honghua quickly told her what she had secretly found out: "I don't know what's wrong with Aunt Lu, she's suddenly in a hurry to find a husband for the Third Miss and get her married off."
"Oh?" Mu Chenshuang raised an eyebrow, immediately sensing that something was amiss.
Honghua didn't see what she was thinking and just continued talking to herself, "I heard that Aunt Lu has taken a fancy to the son of an official who has been sent to the capital. I heard he is an illegitimate son, but I heard he is quite favored."
"I don't know what Aunt Lu was thinking all of a sudden. Although I don't think the Third Miss is a good match for those young masters from noble families in the capital, Aunt Lu used to spoil the Third Miss so much that she was too proud to accept this sudden change."
"Yes, what happened to the Third Miss?" Linglong didn't think much of it, just listened to the story with great interest, and didn't forget to ask a question.
Honghua continued, "Then the Third Miss made a huge scene. Aunt Lu wanted the Third Miss to meet that young master, but she refused. In one day, she went on a hunger strike, threatened to hang herself, and beat up many maids and servants, taking all her anger out on them."
At this point, Honghua couldn't help but shrug her shoulders, as if she were there and could empathize with the situation. She felt fortunate once again that Mu Chenshuang had rescued her from that inhuman torture, so that she could now live a good life in the Marquis's mansion.
Thinking of this, Honghua's eyes became slightly moist as she looked at Mu Chenshuang, filled with gratitude, luck, loyalty, and the determination to give everything for her.
Mu Chenshuang was lost in her own thoughts and did not notice the rich and fleeting emotions in Honghua's eyes.
"It seems more like she's making arrangements for her escape route," Mu Chenshuang murmured, convinced that Lu Wei must have received some orders.
Perhaps Lu Wei herself knew that this matter was difficult, so she was even making arrangements for her own funeral, and she didn't care about carefully selecting a suitable husband for Mu Yazhi as before. Instead, she just hoped to find a place for her that could protect her.
"Honghua, keep a close eye on Lu Wei's movements these next few days," Mu Chenshuang instructed Honghua, snapping out of her reverie.
Upon hearing this, Honghua immediately agreed with great confidence.
That night, Mu Chenshuang kept thinking about Lu Wei and Feng Mozhan, tossing and turning, feeling somewhat anxious. It wasn't until her hand inadvertently touched the jade pendant Fu Junheng had given her, hidden under her pillow, that her heart was finally calmed down.
With her heart at peace, Mu Chenshuang held the jade pendant tightly in her hand, her eyes softening with tenderness and longing as she gazed at it.
"Fu Junheng, I miss you so much." Mu Chenshuang suppressed her voice and spoke in a very low voice, fantasizing that perhaps Fu Junheng, who was far away in Xiyue Kingdom, was also thinking of her and looking forward to the day when they could meet again.
The Crown Prince's Palace in the Western Moon Kingdom.
Fu Junheng, who was also unable to sleep, was carefully sketching on a large sheet of paper with a brush, with a portrait of Mu Chenshuang that he had drawn by hand.
In Fu Junheng's bedroom, there are already many portraits of Mu Chenshuang. Whenever his longing for Mu Chenshuang becomes too intense to bear, he will use this method to express his longing.
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