As the sun was setting, Mu Rongjing escorted the adult and the child back to the Wei residence.
He then asked the doorman to help carry the things. Hong Xiaoduo and Kaiyang had chosen them, and he paid for them all, saying they were for Tian Shu and the others. Hong Xiaoduo didn't stand on ceremony with him.
After dinner, it would be best to ask Uncle Qing to help hire a horse-drawn carriage.
"Thank you for your hospitality today, Young Master Mu. If we meet again in the future, I will certainly treat you well." Hong Xiaoduo knew that Mu Rongjing had no intention of entering the mansion, and since she was also a guest, it was not appropriate for her to extend an invitation.
Kaiyang, standing to the side, was preoccupied with the fact that she was leaving tomorrow and leaving the capital, wondering when he would see her again. In addition, he had not yet settled into the mindset of being the young master of the Wei family, so he did not think of inviting Prince Mu, who was standing at his door.
"Alright, go in and get some rest." Mu Rongjing said with a smile, gesturing for her to enter the mansion.
Watching her turn and enter the gate of the Wei residence, walking further and further away, Murong Jing felt a sense of loss. She happened to see the way the gatekeeper was looking at her, so she quickly turned around, got into her own carriage, and left.
"Oh my, my lord, look who this is! He even took leave from the morning court session and spent the whole day with his little darling. Oh, and now he's finally back? It's not even dark yet."
"There are several lively night markets in the capital, why didn't you take me there?" Princess Fenglin exclaimed dramatically as she watched her youngest son return.
Mu Dongqing's lips twitched involuntarily. The princess was a cheerful and lively person, but she had never been as cheerful as she had been in the past two days. How should I put it, she was a little out of control.
In the past, when I had drinks with some close friends, they mentioned that when women reach the age of maturity, their temperament changes, and they become irritable, impatient, and sentimental.
Those old friends were quite troubled, so they were more than happy to be invited out for drinks.
Looking at the princess, Mu Dongqing thought to himself, "She's alright, but she's been paying extra attention to her youngest son. There was no sign of it before, so perhaps she was stimulated by Jing'er's unusual behavior these past two days?"
“She’s someone my son met outside. It’s rare for her to come to the capital, so naturally I want to show her hospitality. Mother, there’s no need to make a fuss,” Mu Rongjing said as he sat down in a chair.
Upon hearing this, Princess Fenglin and the Marquis exchanged glances, finally getting a glimpse of the inside story.
I wanted to find out more about the young lady from my son's men, but those who often accompanied my son on business trips outside the capital were all away recently.
Even if they were there, I doubt I'd get anything out of them. We've asked them other questions before, but they all kept their mouths shut.
The couple was quite puzzled. Their son wasn't the ruthless type, so why were his men so loyal to him? They weren't asking about any important missions; they just wanted to know about his everyday life. Why couldn't they say anything?
Clearly sensing the disappointment in her son's expression and tone, Princess Fenglin paused, stood up, and sat down beside him, tentatively asking in a soft voice, "If that's the case, why not invite them to our residence?"
If you're too shy to ask, why don't you have your father send an invitation to Lord Wei, inviting his family to our residence for a crab feast? That young lady is a distinguished guest; there's no reason for her to stay at our house unattended.
Mu Rongjing smiled and shook his head: "No need, she's leaving tomorrow."
So that's how it is. No wonder her son was so listless. Princess Fenglin exchanged glances with her husband again.
“Son, there’s no one else here. Tell your mother and your father, do you like her?” Princess Fenglin stopped joking and asked softly.
Finally, a woman has appeared in my son's life, and not only is she not resistant, she's also very proactive. I have to find a way to help my son.
Do you like her? Mu Rongjing was taken aback when she heard her mother ask this question. Does she like her?
“Mother, what are you thinking? I just get along with her, it’s not romantic love.” Mu Rongjing said, coming back to his senses.
He himself was unsure about something, and she didn't seem to have any other intentions towards him. Most importantly, she disliked the capital, saying it was a place where all sorts of intrigue and power struggles gathered.
Her personality was indeed suited to the vast and open world outside the capital.
Moreover, he knew his mother's personality better than anyone. If he nodded and admitted that he liked that person, who knew what kind of trouble his mother would cause.
If that's the case, how awkward would it be for them to meet again in the future?
So, it's best to simply put an end to the mother's idea.
"Really, it's not romantic love?" Princess Fenglin asked, staring into her son's eyes.
Finally, a woman of the opposite sex appeared in her son's life. She was good-looking and had a carefree personality. But it turned out that she and her son had a brotherly relationship.
"Really." Murong Jing had to answer with absolute certainty.
"Alright, Mother, don't think about it anymore. She's very fierce. You wouldn't want a daughter-in-law like that." Sensing her mother's thoughts, Murong Jing panicked and quickly said.
"Fierce? How fierce could she be? I saw her yesterday. She's quite sharp-tongued. At that age, she wasn't afraid at all when facing that old scoundrel surnamed Gu." Princess Fenglin thought back and felt that the young lady was quite to her liking.
Oh no, how could I forget my mother's temperament! This princess herself is not a virtuous and dignified person, and she always says that the women of high-ranking officials and noble families are boring. Mu Rongjing was somewhat helpless.
“Mother, do you still remember one of my former subordinates, named Fu Gang?” Mu Rongjing quickly asked.
Princess Fenglin thought for a moment and said, "I remember. Last year, when I went to the capital with you on a business trip, I injured my hand and lost several front teeth. When I greeted you, I could hear through my mouth."
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