After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

Feeling everyone's attention, An Muxi was a little overwhelmed. He gathered his emotions again and wiped away his non-existent tears.

"Mom, Muxi hasn't met you yet. Do you know how much Muxi wants to see you!!!" The voice was heartbreaking and too sincere.

Seeing that he had no tears, he pinched his armpits fiercely, and recalled the shameless behavior of his mother in his previous life who came to him before she died and asked him to serve her. His voice trembled,

"Mom, why were you so determined to leave? Do you know how much Xier was reluctant to leave?

Do you know how hard this world is? How difficult it is for you to leave Xier alone and helpless?

Mom, if there is an afterlife, I hope you can spend more time with Xier, okay!!!"

The cries sounded like mourning, but more like accusations!!!

Rong Jing couldn't listen any more, so he walked over.

"Princess, please light a stick of incense for the Concubine Dowager!"

An Muxi calmed down, got up from the ground, walked to the incense table, picked up three incense sticks and lit them in the candlelight, bowed sincerely, and inserted the incense into the incense burner, but accidentally broke one of them.

Quickly break off the other two and insert them into the incense burner again.

He turned around and came to Prince Duan, kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty, please go back and rest for a while. Mu Xi will be guarding here!!!"

Prince Duan did not respond and continued to put paper money into the brazier.

Hey, why is there a bad smell? The toffee must be stinky, and even the strong herbal smell can't cover it up.

Mu Xi moved over, grabbed the paper money from the basket, and stuffed it into the brazier.

After a while,

The strange smell rushed into his nose again. An Muxi could no longer bear it and began to retch. He stood up and walked outside. He felt like a fool. What was he doing back? Was he waiting for the toffee to ferment and explode, with rotten human tissue all over him?

The air outside was much fresher. When An Muxi met the disappointed look of Butler Shi, his expression immediately became depressed. He tried to muster up emotions again, but there was not a trace of sadness.

Suddenly, a large group of people came over.

Mu Xi's eyes showed joy, and he looked over carefully. The leader was his old father An Jinhai, followed by his second uncle An Jinshan in official uniform, and a dozen bureaucrats. Further behind him was his third uncle An Jinhe, and behind them was a large group of businessmen. Judging from their faces, they were all business friends of the An family over the years.

The eldest brother An Cheng'en was wearing a dark red official uniform and leading a team of soldiers following behind. The soldiers were carrying a large pile of sacrificial items.

Everyone was wearing white mourning bands and walked over in a mighty procession, creating an immediate atmosphere.

Looking at her old father's gray hair and dusty appearance, and thinking about how he spent a lot of money so that she could marry into Prince Duan's Mansion, An Muxi's eyes suddenly reddened. She felt so lucky to have met such a good father from the original owner.

When everyone saw Mu Xi’s tearful look, they all thought it was Concubine Xiao who was crying.

When Rong Jing saw the large group of people coming to pay their respects, he immediately put down the heavy stone in his heart and approached Mu Xi and said,

"Princess, prepare your return gift!"

An Muxi wiped away her tears, turned around and walked into the mourning hall, then knelt down again in front of Prince Duan.

An Jinhai was the first to step forward and salute:

"I, An Jinhai, am here to see off the Concubine. May the Concubine have a safe journey!"

Mu Xi kowtowed to his old father.

Then, a group of officials led by my second uncle An Jinshan came to the coffin, and each of them spoke eloquently and gave a touching speech of condolence.

Every time he saw an official's face, An Muxi would return the greeting respectfully.

Prince Duan was as calm as a puppet. He just filled paper money into the brazier and recalled every detail of his mother's life. After some searching, he found that it was only the memories before the age of twelve. He had not seen his mother since he went to Yuanlong Kingdom as a hostage. He thought that after trying his best to return to the country, he could let his mother live a peaceful old age, but he didn't expect that she was killed by a traitor before they could meet!

At this moment, he felt that he was the most unfilial son in the world. In the past 22 years, he had never done anything for his mother, but instead made her worried. Now, his mother could not be buried in the imperial mausoleum after her death, and the murderer was at large. Is there any other such incompetent son in the world?

The more Prince Duan thought about it, the angrier he became. The more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he became. At this moment, he felt as if his heart was being boiled in oil! ! ! !

Mu Xi didn't know that Prince Duan was deeply remorseful at this time, and he returned the gifts to everyone seriously. Suddenly, he found that the ranks of the officials who came today were not very high. Strictly speaking, they seemed to be not qualified to offer condolences to the concubine, but such a group of people came to see the concubine off for the sake of the An family.

After sending everyone off, An Muxi felt like his old waist was going to break. He looked at the sun hanging high in the sky. It was noon and he was hungry. He thought he could get a better meal by walking out of Kongyin Temple, but now it seemed like a daydream!!!

Looking at Prince Duan beside him, he was still kneeling straight. It looked like he was about to turn into stone!

"Gurgle," my stomach growled.

Mu Xi said weakly:

"My Lord, I'm hungry!"

Prince Duan seemed to have frozen and did not respond.

Mu Xi stood up and walked outside.

Outside, Steward Shi and a group of guards knelt on the ground in unison. Meilan and Cuizhu's eyes were swollen from crying.

When they came outside, the little black dog came over enthusiastically. Its pleading eyes clearly showed that it was hungry, but since the prince didn't eat, no one dared to eat.

He picked up the little black dog and walked towards Prince Duan’s Moyang Palace. There should be food in the small kitchen there.

The little black dog raised his nose and kept sniffing Muxi's cheek, his eyes full of flattery.

"Xiao Hei, don't smell it. My first kiss is still here!" Suddenly thinking of something, Mu Xi glanced in the direction of Ma Peng.

"You can't call me Xiao Hei anymore. I already have a little black horse. So, how about I call you Da Hei from now on?"

The dog seemed to understand and hummed at Muxi.

～Moyang Palace～

Kitchenette.

There is still rice, flour, oil and a few vegetables on the vegetable shelf.

Mu Xi put the little black dog down and washed his hands in the wooden basin.

After searching around, he found three jars. He removed the seals and a meaty aroma wafted into his nose. He took a closer look at the jars and discovered that they were full of braised meat.

"Hehe, this is what Butler Shi asked Chef Wang to make when we butchered the pig last time."

Muxi picked up the chopsticks, reached into the jar, pulled out a large piece of meat, and tore off a piece for Dahei.

Dahei picked up the meat and walked out of the kitchen, then hid under the wall and started eating.

Anmuxi tore off a piece of meat, revealing dark red lines, and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's delicious." He hadn't eaten meat for several days. Chinese medicine often says that if you'd rather not eat meat for a day, you have to have some beans. If you look at it yourself, it's definitely the opposite. How can a person be healthy without meat?