Spring in the East Palace

Two handsome men with tall figures and picturesque features came towards them.

Their temperaments were elegant, and the light in their eyes was shining. The long gowns made them look even more handsome, making people unable to take their eyes away.

"Greetings to the Prince Consort, Lord Nangong." Everyone paid their respects.

"Get up." Simian waved his hand and hurried to Fuling, lowering his head to check carefully, "Is Ling'er okay? Are you injured anywhere?"

"Brother Mian, I'm fine, thanks to Miss Shen." Fuling snuggled in Simian's arms.

Simian was relieved, but his eyes couldn't help but become a little gloomy when he looked at the Shen family.

Shen Muyin looked at Si Mian quietly, nodded slightly, and then stood aside without saying anything.

On the contrary, Shen Muyin looked at Nangong Sheng who was next to Si Mian a few more times.

After all, this was the other protagonist in her previous life who made her step into this shocking case, Nangong Sheng, the future consort of Prince Xuan’s Mansion, whom she had never met before.

Nangong Sheng did not have a title. He held a position in the court, but it was not a very high position. Everyone just knew that he was Princess Xuanhe's future husband.

Nangong Sheng grew up in Prince Xuan's mansion. It is said that Prince Xuan had no children and never took concubines. He was reluctant to let the princess, who almost died in childbirth, give birth again, so he adopted such a son.

He was already a teenager when he arrived at Prince Xuan's Palace, and Princess Xuanhe at that time was just a little glutinous rice ball.

Almost all of her childhood and adolescence, as well as the long years that followed, were spent with Nangong Sheng.

So the two of them are childhood sweethearts, and Prince Xuan also attaches great importance to Nangong Sheng.

Everyone in the court knew that although Nangong Sheng did not hold a very high position now, it was only a matter of time before he would hold a high position and power in the long run.

Naturally, everyone was polite to Nangong Sheng.

Nangong Sheng and Princess Xuanhe had a very good relationship. They were like shadows and had never been separated.

Princess Xuanhe was as delicate and charming as a spoiled little baby in front of Nangong Sheng, and her eyes and eyebrows could make people feel extremely happy.

Shen Muyin lowered his head and smiled faintly. This was probably because only people who were nourished by love could grow bones and blood.

But she is not like this. She has been living in hatred and blood feud all her life, so she is only suitable to be in the dark.

When Shen Muyin looked at Nangong Sheng, he also looked at Shen Muyin with a calm expression and just nodded politely.

Shen Muyin remained calm and then looked away.

Everyone knows that Nangong Sheng is handsome, but Shen Muyin doesn't like him.

Compared with the one in the East Palace, Nangong Sheng always felt that something was missing.

But Shen Muyin couldn't tell why. When he looked at Nangong Sheng, he always felt that this man was a little bit reserved and meaningful, as if he was hiding himself very deeply.

She didn't think much about it. After all, that was Prince Xuan's Palace. Without some skills, it would be impossible to be safe and sound.

But Shen Muyin clearly remembered Nangong Sheng’s sadness and anger after Princess Xuanhe died in the previous life.

That was the love for Princess Xuanhe, which completely erupted at this moment. Nangong Sheng was extremely cruel to her murderer.

The love between Nangong Sheng and Princess Xuanhe was envied by countless people in Yan State, including Shen Muyin.

While Shen Muyin was lost in thought, Nangong Sheng's voice came softly: "Okay, stop pestering Princess Fuling. I'll take you back to the tent. The prince and princess are waiting for you."

"Okay." Princess Xuanhe looked up at Nangong Sheng with a smile in her eyes.

Compared with Nangong Sheng's restrained and low-key demeanor, Princess Xuanhe seemed much more high-profile. She naturally held Nangong Sheng's big hand.

Nangong Sheng did not refuse and gently wrapped her little hand in his palm.

Then, surrounded by guards, the two of them walked towards the tent in the enclosure.

Fuling also left with Simian. Before leaving, Fuling did not forget to tell Shen Muyin: "Miss Shen, don't forget it tomorrow night."

"Okay." Shen Muyin responded calmly.

Then Fuling and Simian also left calmly.

Shen Muyin stood there and watched the two of them leave. The people around them dispersed after watching the fun and then left.

In this battle, Shen Muyin stood firmly in the position of winner, and shined in front of everyone.

And all of this originally belonged to Shen Zhenzhen.

In her previous life, Shen Zhenzhen was able to successfully enter the circle of these princesses and princesses through the enclosure.

Now, this plan has been completely shattered.

Shen Muyin lowered his head, laughing sneerfully in his heart, and just out of the corner of his eye he happened to see Shen Zhenzhen's angry and gloomy face, which made him feel refreshed.

But on the surface, Shen Muyin looked worried and hurriedly walked towards Shen Zhenzhen: "Zhenzhen, are you okay?"

Shen Zhenzhen didn't know how much hatred she felt in her heart, but under such circumstances, she had to maintain her image in front of everyone and didn't dare to reveal her true colors.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Shen Muyin lowered his head, sighed, and apologized to Shen Zhenzhen very seriously.

At this time, Shen Muyin looked like an innocent person who had no idea of ​​the situation. With only a light touch of makeup on, she looked even more aggrieved in front of Shen Zhenzhen's exquisite makeup.

Shen Zhenzhen, on the other hand, is much more domineering.

"I didn't know that you and Princess Fuling were not familiar with each other. I always thought you had a good relationship." Shen Muyin's words hurt Shen Zhenzhen again.

Shen Zhenzhen didn't know how much hatred she felt in her heart. She felt so anxious that she wanted to eat Shen Muyin.

"I also know that you definitely didn't mean it. If I were you, I would probably be even more embarrassed the moment I fell." Shen Muyin whispered to comfort him.

Every word and sentence revealed his care and worry for Shen Zhenzhen.

The more this happened, the more Shen Zhenzhen couldn't explode. After all, there were people everywhere, staring at them hungrily.

Shen Muyin lowered his eyes, but remained calm.

Oh, she just wanted Shen Zhenzhen to suffer such criticism and experience the feeling of being unable to refute but still gritting his teeth.

Isn’t this what Shen Zhenzhen is best at?

She was simply giving him a taste of his own medicine.

So Shen Muyin would not feel any guilt, she was just watching the fun. Seeing Shen Zhenzhen feeling aggrieved but still wanting to be affectionate with her sister, she wanted to laugh.

"Sister, it's my fault." Shen Zhenzhen took a long time to utter these words.

Shen Muyin smiled faintly and supported Shen Zhenzhen: "Let's go back to the tent first. Princess Fuling is just angry. After all, she is pregnant, so it's natural for her to be afraid."

Shen Zhenzhen could only nod.

The two walked into the tent together. Shen Changsheng and Shen Yan looked at each other, equally calm.

The women's tents were separate from the men's, so it was naturally impossible for the two men to follow in. They just asked a few questions out of concern.

But when looking at Shen Muyin, Shen Yan's eyes were still gloomy, as if warning her.