The soft and sticky crown princess is reborn and throws herself into the arms of the crown prince

"It's okay. If you don't understand, I will teach you slowly. We will stop here tonight and keep the chess game for another day. You can go back now."

Having said that, the emperor stood up, shook his sleeves and walked towards the bedroom next door.

Mu Yunchen also stood up and bowed to the emperor's back: "Rest in peace, father."

On the way back to the East Palace, Mu Yunchen suddenly felt that this road was a bit deserted. After thinking about it, he felt that if the person who was always frightened by him during the day was walking this road with him at this moment, wouldn’t it be much more interesting?

Only after returning to the East Palace did Mu Yunchen have time to look at the handwritten painting she gave him.

Slowly opening the scroll, the willow branches on the rice paper appear, swaying and lifelike, as if they were real.

"Your Highness, why is this painting so similar to the one hanging in your study? Did you copy it from another one?"

Mu Yunchen didn't hear anything Bi Qi said, because he noticed something was wrong the moment he opened the painting.

The painting in the study has not been colored yet, and the brushwork is very clumsy, as if it was done casually by a beginner.

But the one in front of me was obviously a carefully painted picture, with the willow branches so light that they fluttered in the wind.

Although there are certain differences between the two, it can be seen that they were created by the same person.

But this painting was given by her personally, and the one in the study was given from Sister Jing'er when she was studying at her teacher's house. How could they be made by the same person?

Mu Yunchen shook his head and laughed at himself. He was really dazzled by the beauty during the day and started to have wild thoughts.

After rolling up the painting and putting it away, Mu Yunchen went to take a shower, change clothes, and return to the bedroom. But for some reason, the figure of that person kept appearing in his mind today.

She calmly and intelligently analyzed the various details of the incident in front of him. She was shy as she handed the painting to him, and she glanced back and smiled casually as she got off the carriage.

All this seemed to be affecting his heart invisibly. Mu Yunchen tossed and turned several times but still could not fall asleep. Finally, he got up and meditated for two hours before falling asleep.

The Imperial Astronomical Observatory picked a date, May 22nd, which was a good day for getting married.

Mu Peiyao was carried into Mu Yunyu's Fengyang Palace in a sedan chair that day. She had thought that she would be pampered as the fifth prince's concubine, especially since she was pregnant.

But who could have imagined that Mu Yunyu would leave her alone in a side hall and randomly assign two palace maids to serve her. She had never seen Mu Yunyu since she entered the palace.

At first, the Concubine Shu would come to see her, but later Mu Peiyao realized that the Concubine Shu was not coming to see her at all. It was obvious that she looked down on her status as a concubine's daughter and came here to be sarcastic.

Fortunately, she was able to keep her composure and knew that as long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood to burn. She was wholeheartedly devoted to the goods in her belly and did not treat herself badly at all.

Who could have thought that not only was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion assigned to the Crown Prince as the Crown Princess, but Mu Peiyao, who was just a concubine's daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, could also climb up the social ladder and become the Fifth Prince's concubine.

In an instant, the wind direction of the court changed greatly. Some people said that Mu Jin took great pains to push the concubine to the position of the fifth prince's concubine, and she must be supporting the fifth prince.

Some people also said that Mu Jin was not a fool, so how could she ignore her own daughter who was about to become the Crown Princess and instead place her hopes on a concubine's daughter?

When Mu Peiyao entered the palace, no one bothered her, but Mu Peiyun felt a little bored.

But, people, don't ever think that you have nothing to do, there will always be someone who will find something for you to do at this time.

Half a month after Mu Peiyao became the fifth prince's concubine, Su Ning was found dead in a Buddhist temple by her personal maid.

Mu Jin had not returned from court yet. When Mu Qingqing and Mu Peiyun arrived at Mu Jing Pavilion, they saw Su Ning lying on the ground with his eyes rolled up, and a letter was weighed down by a wooden fish beside him.

Before Mu Qingqing had the time to reach out for the letter, she heard Mu Peiyao crying outside the door.

This was the first time Mu Peiyun saw Mu Peiyao since she entered the palace. However, in just half a month, Mu Peiyao's belly had grown a lot bigger.

I think it is because when she was still in the boudoir, she often used a belly band to bind her abdomen, but she no longer needs to do so after entering the palace.

Before Mu Peiyao got married, the maids and servants around her were beaten to death or sold because of that incident. Now, all the maids around her are arranged by Mu Yunyu.

"Xunzhu, why don't you quickly bring me my aunt's suicide note? Don't let the murderer take the opportunity to destroy the evidence."

The maid named Xunzhu behind Mu Peiyao came out and walked past Mu Qingqing and Mu Peiyun, and handed the letter under the wooden fish to Mu Peiyao.

Mu Peiyao had tears in her eyes and looked extremely painful, as if she couldn't accept the fact that Aunt Ning was dead.

She opened the letter with trembling fingers, glanced at it casually, and then closed it in great sorrow. With the help of her maid, she sat down on the round chair beside her.

When Mu Peiyun was still wondering what Mu Peiyao was going to keep in suspense, she was suddenly startled by Mu Peiyao's voice.

"Mrs. Ning has never been a problem to you. Why do you want to force her to death?"

"Please investigate clearly, Concubine. For so many years, Su Ning has been doing well, and the family has never lacked Su Ning for food, clothing and other expenses. I am afraid there is something hidden."

Mu Qingqing bowed to Mu Peiyao and said, Although she was once Mu Peiyao's mistress, now Mu Peiyao is the prince's concubine after all, and the emperor is greater than the minister.

But Mu Peiyao finally had the opportunity to show off her power, so how could she let them go? She turned her head and gave Xunzhu a look.

Then, Xun Zhu's arrogant voice was heard: "Madam Prime Minister, please kneel down to our concubine."

Mu Peiyun was immediately furious: "Mu Peiyao, mother is also your mother, how can you let her kneel down to you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Peiyao stood up and slapped Mu Peiyun.

"This slap is to let you taste the feeling of my father slapping me that day. This slap..."

As she spoke, Mu Peiyao raised her hand again and wanted to slap Mu Peiyun again, but Mu Peiyun grabbed her wrist.

"How dare you be disrespectful to the concubine." Xun Zhu wanted to pull Mu Peiyun's hand away, but was frightened by Mu Peiyun's cold eyes.

"Let me go...let me go...ah!"

Suddenly, Mu Peiyao covered his right cheek and looked at Mu Peiyun in disbelief, as if trying to confirm whether the slap he had just received was from her.

"You dare to hit me?"

"Why wouldn't I dare to hit you? Let's not talk about how you learned about Aunt Ning's death so quickly, and how you rushed from the palace to the Prime Minister's Mansion in such a short time.

And the first thing you did when you got to the mansion was not to deal with Aunt Ning's matter, but instead you relied on your status as a concubine to order mother around, and even slapped me, your eldest sister. For all this, I should teach you a lesson."

Mu Peiyao was obviously stunned by Mu Peiyun's strong aura. She had never seen Mu Peiyun so strong.

But even so, she still refused to give up.

"Legitimate sister? But I am now the concubine of the fifth prince."