Forced love, an inescapable fate

After Jiang Ci left, Feng Zong and An Ran came almost every day. In addition to the two of them, Su Minsheng came every day. The difference from before was that every time he came, he would bring many small things for Mu Qingli, sometimes it was an exquisitely carved wooden hairpin, sometimes it was a lifelike wood carving, and sometimes it was a cute clay figurine. Although they were not very expensive things, each one was exquisite and delicate.

At the beginning, Mu Qingli accepted them without hesitation, but as they were given to her more and more, she always felt guilty, but she couldn't refuse. In Su Minsheng's words, these things were worthless and were bought to help her relieve her boredom.

So in the end she had no choice but to accept it, but she also asked Wanyue to go to the warehouse to find some other things for Su Minsheng, and Su Minsheng did not refuse.

What Mu Qingli didn't know was that those little things Su Minsheng said he'd bought, like wood carvings and hairpins, were actually all made by him. He'd spent three whole nights making the hairpin he'd first given Mu Qingli, but he'd never told her about it.

As for Wanyue being beaten with a stick that day, although she had a good foundation, injuries were inevitable. Although she tried her best to cover it up, Mu Qingli still noticed her awkward walking posture and the strong smell of medicine coming from her body.

After repeated questioning from Mu Qingli, she had no choice but to make up an excuse that she had accidentally fallen and injured herself. Although Qingli was worried about Wanyue's health, she was also injured. Finally, after hearing Wanyue say that she was not seriously injured and had applied medicine, although she was still worried and asked Su Minsheng to prescribe new medicine, she did not ask too many questions and the matter was over.

Time flies and the days pass by. A month later, Mu Qingli's health has improved a lot. Now she no longer has to lie in bed most of the time. When the weather is good, Wanyue will take her to the yard to bask in the sun, and also take her to the warehouse to count the gold.

Every time he went to the warehouse and saw it filled with things, Mu Qingli felt particularly happy. After all, these were the capital for settling down and making a living.

The princess's mansion where she lived was very big. It was said that the previous owner was a minister who was highly valued by the emperor in the capital at that time. However, it was unknown what crime the minister committed and his entire family was exiled. The mansion became empty and was finally renovated into the princess's mansion we see today.

When Mu Qingli heard Wan Yue say this, she could only sigh. They say that serving a king is like serving a tiger, but it seems that this is indeed true.

She is in good health now. All she does is eat and sleep. Apart from the extremely bitter medicine she takes three times a day, her life can be said to be quite comfortable. As for what happens outside, she doesn't care and won't deliberately ask.

When her wounds were basically healed and she could move freely, Feng Zong and An Ran's wedding was put on the agenda.

Feng Zong is the only one left in the Feng family now. Feng Zong doesn't want the wedding to be too complicated, and An Ran doesn't like to show off. They both want to have a simple wedding, so everything is kept simple. Mu Qingli also agrees with their idea.

But even though it was simple, Feng Zong was the general of Jing Kingdom after all, so he had to have everything he needed. As the adopted daughter of the Feng family, Mu Qingli was also Feng Zong's only relative now, so she naturally took the planning of the wedding seriously.

Although Feng Zong left the army, he was still very busy in Shangjing. So after Mu Qingli's body had almost recovered, she and An Ran began to prepare the things needed for the wedding.

An Ran used to live in the Feng family's villa. Since she and Feng Zong were not married, she naturally could not live in the Feng family's old house. Later, Mu Qingli felt that it was inconvenient for her to live there, so on the second day after Jiang Ci left, at her strong request, An Ran moved to the Princess's Mansion.

In Mu Qingli's words, although she, as a princess, had little power, she at least had such a title. An Ran's home was far away at the border, and she had no relatives at home. Now that they were getting married, she, as a princess, could still support her as the in-laws.

With An Ran's company, her days in the Princess's Mansion were indeed much more fulfilling than before, and the palace also sent a nanny in charge of etiquette to teach An Ran some relevant etiquette.

In fact, Emperor Jing was still somewhat wary of Feng Zong. After all, the saying that "a man's achievements are too great will frighten his ruler" will never be outdated. Moreover, there were many people in the capital who wanted to marry their daughters to Feng Zong. If Feng Zong had not been engaged to Mu Qingli, some people would have been eager to marry him.

Emperor Jing naturally did not want Feng Zong's power to expand further, and he was hesitant about canceling the engagement. After all, Mu Qingli was just a princess with no background or strength, and only a false title. Her marriage to Feng Zong would not help Feng Zong's power much, but if it was any other official girl, the situation would be different. But when he later learned that Feng Zong fell in love with An Ran, the owner of a small clinic in Sifang City, he naturally wanted this marriage to Feng Zong.

So even though Feng Zong wanted to hold a simple wedding, the rewards from the palace continued to flow in. Some were sent to the Feng family, and some were sent directly to the Princess's Mansion. After all, many people knew that An Ran had moved into the Princess's Mansion.

Mu Qingli also devoted herself to An Ran, her future sister-in-law. Half of the rewards she received from the warehouse were used as her dowry to An Ran. After all, she regarded herself as An Ran's in-laws.

In the past few days, she and Wanyue have spent a lot of effort to count these things.

It was already dark, and An Ran was still being tortured by the palace teaching nanny. Mu Qingli had gone to see it several times, and each time she felt that it was simply torture. If it were her, she would probably not be able to endure it no matter what.

She came out of the warehouse, rubbed her sore shoulders, looked up at the completely dark night, and sighed that the time passed so quickly when she was busy.

Wanyue went to warm up the medicine for her. Although there were many maids and old women in the mansion now, Wanyue was still reluctant to let others handle some of Mu Qingli's personal matters, so she did everything herself.

Mu Qingli returned to the room and prepared to change clothes and wash up, but she smelled a strong smell of blood at the tip of her nose. The moment she lowered her head, she saw blood dripping on the ground.

Her wounds had long since healed, and she hadn't had a peaceful day these past few days, so the bloodstains were naturally not hers. The room was cleaned every day, and the floor was still clean when she left in the afternoon. So whose bloodstains could they be, human or animal? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a chill on her back, and turned around to go out and call Wanyue.