The princess regretted it.

The next day at midnight, Mu Zixuan was immersed in a sweet dream when his mother suddenly woke him up violently. He opened his eyes drowsily, his head still a little dizzy.

He was eating breakfast with his ears still burning. He ate his breakfast while muttering to himself, "It's too early! Mom is so annoying! Why is she in such a hurry? Jin An won't come so early. Why did she have to wake me up so early? I've been nervous since yesterday." After saying that, he sighed helplessly and continued to fiddle with the food in his bowl.

Seeing this, the servant, Asong, tried hard to suppress his laughter, but his shoulders trembled slightly. He cleared his throat and said soothingly, "Young Master, didn't you sleep well last night? I woke up this morning and heard that the old lady and the first lady didn't sleep well last night. They were both worried about what happened today."

Mu Zixuan raised his bright puppy eyes, which were full of innocence. He pouted slightly and said quietly, "My mother didn't sleep well, so I can't sleep well either, right?"

Ah Song looked at his young master's expression and couldn't help but shake his head. He smiled and said, "Young Master, Princess Jin'an is coming to the mansion. This is a big deal. Madam is in charge of the household affairs and has a lot to arrange. Please don't complain."

Mu Zixuan took a bite of the shrimp dumpling, closed his eyes, and chewed vigorously. After a while, he opened his eyes again, sighed, picked up the red date porridge and took a sip. He put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands. Asong immediately handed him a cotton towel to wipe his mouth. Mu Zixuan took it and wiped it, then stood up and said, "Come with me to my grandmother's yard."

Ah Song quickly replied "yes" and then followed Mu Zixuan out of the yard and walked slowly towards Ning'an Hall.

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In the Feiyu Hall of the Imperial Palace, Jin An sat at her dressing table. Last night, thinking about her trip to her maternal grandmother's house, she felt both excited and anxious, and didn't sleep well the entire night. Hong Yu was applying powder to hide the faint blue under her eyes.

Lan Zhu and Nanny Zhao were tidying up Jin An's inner room together. Lan Zhu had many guesses about the princess's sudden decision to go to the Prime Minister's residence, but she didn't dare to ask. She vaguely felt that the princess seemed to treat her differently now, and it had been a long time since she had talked to her about her secrets. Back then, the princess loved sharing her private matters with her the most. Moreover, now the princess seemed to no longer leave everything to her, but instead distributed the tasks to everyone. This resulted in her being completely clueless about some of the princess's affairs. For example, regarding this trip to the Prime Minister's residence, she only helped to pack up after Nanny Zhao informed her this morning.

Lanzhu couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. She kept wondering what she had done to upset Jin'an. Or was it that someone else had gossiped about her in front of the princess while she was busy inventorying her private vault? Otherwise, why had the princess's attitude towards her changed so drastically? She secretly resolved that she must not lose Jin'an's trust, otherwise how could she help the Third Prince? She had to go with him to the Prime Minister's Mansion this time.

She was preoccupied with things, and inevitably showed a hint of absent-mindedness when doing things. Nanny Zhao watched from the side, but didn't say anything, but secretly gave Princess Jin'an a hint with her eyes. Jin'an saw this, her eyes slightly turned, and after a while, she slowly said, "Lanzhu, today you, Ziyun, and Hongyu will accompany me to my grandparents' home. Nanny Zhao and Qingli will stay and guard the palace for me."

Lan Zhu was delighted and bowed quickly, saying, "Yes, Princess."

Aunt Zhao also bowed tacitly along with Hongyu and the others to accept the order.

Soon, Hongyu whispered, "Princess, it's done!" Jin'an raised his eyes slightly and gazed into the bronze mirror before him. The figure in the mirror had long, inky hair meticulously combed into a graceful, graceful, autumn-cloud bun. Atop the bun, a set of sapphire emerald jewels shone brightly. The sapphire on the peacock hairpin in the center shone like a deep lake, gently swaying with the movement of her head, emitting a mysterious and captivating light. The exquisite carvings and inlays radiated luxury and nobility.

This headpiece perfectly complemented the dress she wore today: a blue, wide-sleeved, double-breasted palace gown. The fabric was delicate and smooth, shimmering with a subtle sheen, reminiscent of flowing water. The wide sleeves were embroidered with delicate cloud patterns, the silk thread gleaming silver in the sunlight, like drifting clouds. The front was embroidered with intricate patterns in golden thread, adding a touch of solemnity and splendor. A light blue ribbon tied around her waist perfectly outlined her slender figure. The hem of her skirt cascaded like waves, each layer embroidered with delicate patterns. It swayed gently with her movements, a truly elegant and regal expression.

A pale blue flower adorned her delicate, smooth, snow-white brows, their brows radiant with distant black ink, rising slightly, adding a touch of heroism. Her eyes were bright and spirited, like glittering stars, and her long eyelashes fluttered slightly like butterfly wings. A touch of blue eyeshadow adorned the corners of her eyes, complementing the color of her palace dress. Her nose was high, her lips rosy as cherries, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, holding a subtle smile. A touch of powder adorned her cheeks, a faint blush like peach blossoms in bloom in spring.

Jin An stared at himself in the mirror quietly, nodded with satisfaction, turned to Hong Yu and said, "Yes, you have a skillful hand."

Ziyun came in through the curtains and bowed, saying, "Princess, the carriage is ready."

Jin'an smiled faintly, "Let's go!" Hongyu hurried forward, helping Jin'an to his feet. Jin'an's graceful figure resembled a fairy descending from the heavens. She walked out of the hall, and Lanzhu and Ziyun followed slowly. Their figures gradually receded, like a beautiful painting.

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