I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Ji Xiaobei waited outside for a long time, but the old lady didn't come out.

The Prince Qing’s Mansion is very strange, there is not even a tree in front of the gate.

The sun was shining brightly, and the skin on his back was almost sunburned. The little white colt blinked and chuckled twice.

"I'm dying of sunburn. What a damn place..."

Ji Xiaobei cursed while the two servants stared at her without blinking.

Ji Xiaobei: What are you looking at? There is nothing in front of the gate of your Prince Qing’s Mansion. How can I steal your things?

There was a shady area behind the stone lion, and Ji Xiaobei pulled the little white horse towards that direction without hesitation.

"What are you going for?"

A servant pinched the big knife at his waist and asked sternly.

"I'm going to go over there to cool off for a while. I'm so sunburned!" Ji Xiaobei took two quick steps to the back of the stone lion and squatted in the shade.

So, the man and the horse squatted behind the stone lion.

The old lady finally came out, walking in square steps, holding a parasol in her hand.

He turned around suddenly and was startled to see a man and a horse squatting behind the stone lion.

She pointed at the servant and yelled, "Are you two dead? You made her squat behind the stone lions. Do you know where this is? This is Prince Qing's Mansion! She was lucky not to be made to kneel..."

These words sounded like scolding a servant, but more like teaching Ji Xiaobei a lesson.

Ji Xiaobei and Xiao Baiju stood up at the same time.

Ji Xiaobei glared at the old woman: You took my things, and before you could even warm them up, your face changed. Are all the people in Prince Qing’s mansion like this?

Ji Xiaobei was half a head taller than the old woman and looked down at her.

The old woman felt the pressure, stood on tiptoe, and said in a cold voice: "Miss Ji, please come in!"

The servant at the door hurried over and took the reins of the little white horse.

As soon as Ji Xiaobei entered the room, he saw a sedan chair with two little maids standing beside it.

Seeing the old nanny coming, he hurriedly opened the curtain.

The old lady ignored them, licked her chest, and walked away.

Ji Xiaobei didn't understand what was going on and followed the old lady inside.

I have to say, Prince Qing's Mansion is really big. Ji Xiaobei walked quickly as he crossed a courtyard, went around a rockery, crossed a stone arch bridge, and walked through a corridor.

The old lady was so tired that she was panting. The rouge on her face was stained by sweat. Her colorful face was very pleasing to the eye.

Ji Xiaobei then understood that the sedan parked at the door was the one the old nanny sat in.

Is this for the purpose of taking a walk, or is he trying to show off the nobility of Prince Qing's Mansion?

I just want to thank you for your hard work, old nanny, for accompanying me all this way?

The old lady's legs were shaking, and she walked slower and slower, until her old waist could hardly lift up.

I complained in my heart: I don’t know what Miss Mu means?

If you keep running so far, my legs will be broken.

Ji Xiaobei couldn't help it: "Mammy, your legs and feet are not good, why don't you take a sedan chair?"

The old lady's face turned red, she gritted her teeth and said, "What's it to you?"

Ji Xiaobei: …

Finally we stopped in front of a yard.

"Ji, Miss... please, please come in..." After the old lady said this, she almost fainted on the ground.

Fortunately, he was supported by two maids at the door.

"Old man, I'm fine...Miss Mu, are you there?" The old nanny said in a muffled voice, stroking her chest.

"Here I am...girl, please follow me!"

Ji Xiaobei was wondering: I want to try on clothes for Princess Qing, where did Miss Mu come from?

The yard was paved with bluestone bricks, but it looked quite desolate. It must be a side yard with no one living in it.

Ji Xiaobei didn't think much about it and followed him in.

The old lady watched Ji Xiaobei go in, and finally couldn't help it and fell to her knees on the ground with a plop.

She entered a hall which was spacious and cool.

Several maids were playing cards with a gorgeously dressed girl.

The maid who led Ji Xiaobei in walked over and whispered a few words in the girl's ear. The girl slowly finished playing the cards in her hand before looking up at the person standing at the door.

He is tall, with handsome features, and doesn't look tired at all.

She was secretly surprised: she had let the old nanny walk her for several miles, and usually when they came here to play, they would ride in a sedan chair.

But the woman's face did not change, her breathing was even, and her expression was calm. She was a country woman, so it was good enough that she was not afraid of getting tired and could walk.

But as she looked along, there was no trace of surprise on her face.

The country bumpkin has actually seen the world!

Zhao Mu sneered in his heart.

The woman was tall and had an indescribable aura when she stood there.

Zhao Mu felt inexplicably nervous.

She was dressed in a plain green dress, with a pretty face without any makeup, giving her a beauty like a lotus emerging from clear water, natural and unadorned.

The women she had seen since she was a child were all delicate and well-dressed, but she had never seen a woman like this.

I couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

There was a sour feeling in my heart, but there was a sense of pride on my face.

No matter how innocently she dresses, she is still a mistress, a mistress who has given birth to two children for someone else.

A woman whose spine was broken by the noble ladies in the capital.

Fu Jichang was just playing around, how could he really like a woman like this?

But who gave her the courage to be so calm and composed?

Zhao Mu looked away from Ji Xiaobei with contempt.

Ji Xiaobei didn't know who this woman was, and didn't dare to speak rashly, so he waited for her to speak first.

"You are from Zhengguo Handicraft Shop, why are you here alone?" Zhao Mu's fair face was filled with a hint of sarcasm, and he spoke after a while.

"I am Ji Xiaobei, the owner of Zhengguo Handicraft Shop. I am here to deliver clothes to Princess Qing. May I ask why you brought me here?"

Ji Xiaobei concluded that she was not Princess Qing.

Princess Qing can’t comb her hair like a girl!

"The clothes are tailor-made for me, bring them up!"

Zhao Mu looked down upon him with a cold tone.

Ji Xiaobei cursed in his heart: Damn it, it’s like I owe you money, I must get the money back later.

Are the people in the palace so damn difficult to serve?

Ji Xiaobei handed the clothes to the little maid.

"Come here, help me put it on!" Zhao Mu pointed at Ji Xiaobei with his index finger and said.

Ji Xiaobei stopped and said in a cold voice: "We in Zhengguo Handicraft Shop are not servants. We are only responsible for your clothes!"

Just one sentence made Zhao Mu angry.

The members of the Jin family who came to the palace were eager to change their clothes, but the man in front of him didn't even smile at them. It was outrageous.

This is Prince Qing’s Palace.

Zhao Mu said angrily: "You, do you know who you are talking to?"

Ji Xiaobei said frankly: "I don't know. Miss, you didn't introduce yourself. I only know that Princess Qing went to my shop to make clothes. I came here specially to deliver clothes to Princess Qing. Princess Qing is kind and gentle. Everyone knows it!"

Zhao Mu became even angrier: "Are you saying that I'm not gentle and tolerant?"

"Girl, you worry too much, I didn't say that!"

"Do you want to try the clothes on? If not, I will go back first. If you have any questions, come to my shop to find the embroiderer!"

After Ji Xiaobei finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

She was looking for Princess Qing and didn't want to waste her time chatting with outsiders.

"You, come back..." Zhao Muqi pointed at Ji Xiaobei and shouted.

A maidservant beside her said, "This is Princess Qing's sister, Miss Mu!"

Ji Xiaobei: Miss Mu?

Why is there another Miss Mu here? She suddenly thought of Murong Baoqian.

Oh, yes, she knew. Princess Qing’s surname was Zhao, so this person should be called Zhao Mu.

Ji Xiaobei had no choice but to stop. This Miss Zhao Mu didn’t really want the clothes. She was deliberately making things difficult for him!