It would be better if Mu Junhan didn't say anything.

His words trailed off.

The expression on Mu Qianqian's face seemed to become more serious.

The little eyebrows were twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

Mu Junhan's heart suddenly started beating like thunder, and he had a premonition that something terrible was going to happen.

Concubine Shu seemed to realize this as well.

She moved her lips but had no time to speak.

Mu Qianqian's voice came to my ears.

[Third brother, the smell on you is not right. ]

[Did you have a girlfriend again while you were outside the palace? ]

again!?

girlfriend.

Mu Junhan's cheeks turned red instantly.

His expression suddenly became somewhat unnatural.

He quickly retracted his hand, which was originally stretched out to hug Mu Qianqian, and scratched the back of his head twice.

Thinking about Ke'er, whom he met when he was keeping vigil before, it almost caused a disaster.

Concubine Shu looked at Mu Junhan with some concern: "Han'er, don't be in a hurry to take your sister out to play. You haven't been in the palace for a while. Sit down and talk to your mother."

"Yes, mother." Mu Junhan was stunned for a moment and sat down next to Concubine Shu.

Concubine Shu seemed to be fine. She poured a cup of tea for Mu Junhan and placed it in front of him. "Where have you been these days since you were away from the palace? Is there anything interesting? Tell me about it."

The smile on Mu Junhan's face suddenly became a little unnatural: "There's nothing fun about it. It's nothing more than going to the border and seeing a silk shop."

"Silk and satin shop?"

Although Concubine Shu lived deep in the palace, she knew that this border area was a bitter and cold place.

Even some important criminals of the imperial court were exiled there.

How can you make money by opening a silk shop in a place like this?

Is there really someone stupid enough to do something that loses money but gains publicity?

"Yes, mother." Mu Junhan nodded firmly: "The materials sold in that silk shop are really good. Many of them are hard to find in the capital. I even bought a few batches of Shu brocade and brought them back to make clothes for you and your sister."

"Shu brocade?" Concubine Shu almost exclaimed.

"Yes, mother." Mu Junhan nodded: "When I heard the boss' introduction, I was as surprised as you. It was not until I saw the Shu brocade that I was sure it was real."

It was just a guess.

Now, Concubine Shu was almost certain that there must be something wrong with this silk shop.

Let’s not even talk about whether anyone in this bitterly cold place would go to his silk shop to buy fabrics.

It’s this Shu brocade.

The complexity of the production process itself.

It is woven with dyed cooked silk threads, and is patterned with warp threads and colored stripes.

It is woven using a combination of geometric patterns and ornamentation.

This craft requires not only superb skills, but also a deep understanding of color and pattern design.

Even in the palace, there were only a few pieces of Shu brocade among the materials brought into the palace every year.

Except the Empress Dowager and the Queen.

Only the favored concubines could get some of it.

There were even some concubines of lower status who had never seen Shu brocade in their entire lives in the palace.

Such precious cloth actually appeared in such a bitterly cold place.

This is really strange.

"Han'er, where is the Shu brocade material? Where is it now?" Concubine Shu asked solemnly.

"Mother, you look anxious." Mu Junhan smiled with relief: "I knew that mother would like it. I was so eager to return home that I rode back at full speed. They were driving a carriage, so naturally they were a little slower. But I have already told the people below to send them directly to Qiluan Garden when we arrive in the capital."

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