Looking at Bai Lian standing outside, Shen Yu felt a pang of heartache for no apparent reason.

"Bai Lian!"

Shen Yu called out.

"If you are well, Your Highness, then I am very happy!"

Bai Lian smiled as she spoke.

"Bai Lian, you're so kind!"

Shen Yu felt a surge of excitement and immediately hugged Bai Lian.

Bai Lian smelled the erotic scent emanating from him and felt a wave of nausea and vomiting.

"Young Master, hurry to Madam's place, otherwise..."

Bai Lian seemed to have thought of something and quickly broke free from Shen Yu's embrace.

Shen Yu's body stiffened slightly. "That shrew!"

Immediately, I thought of Princess Zhaoyang's disgusting face.

Shen Yu married two women, and Han Qingyou was always the one who was above him and always acted arrogantly.

But Han Qingyou's personality used to be quite good, and he could accept it.

But the current Princess Zhaoyang is simply disgusting and unacceptable.

"It's fine!"

Shen Yu smiled again, put his arm around Bai Lian's waist, and accompanied her as they looked at the scenery outside.

Perhaps because he had just favored that maid, he felt a little guilty towards Bai Lian, but more than that, he thought this woman was quite sensible.

The news that Shen Yu was accompanying Bai Lian to stroll through the garden quickly reached Princess Zhaoyang's ears, and she was so angry that she scratched the face of the maid who was feeding her.

Her face is like this now; she finds anyone with a nice face extremely unpleasant to look at.

Shen Yu is no longer afraid of Princess Zhaoyang. If their Anyuan Marquis's Mansion is not doing well, their Chengwang Mansion is not much better.

So he didn't care. Every day he would go to Bai Lian's courtyard, have sex with that little maid, and then accompany Bai Lian to stroll in the garden.

Princess Zhaoyang, who was recuperating in bed, was so angry she almost vomited blood.

Silang has settled down and is living a peaceful life in the palace.

The emperor's name was Mu Fei, and the fourth son's name was Mu Xi.

Mu Fei directly made Mu Xi the crown prince, ignoring all objections.

On this day, Han Qingyou was reading a book in the palace.

Mu Xi rushed into Fengyi Palace, put his arm around Qingyou's waist, and buried his face in Han Qingyou's chest.

He has now begun his enlightenment, and the person who enlightened him is none other than Han Ji.

"Mother, Father doesn't like me at all anymore! When he sees me, he says in a serious tone, 'Crown Prince...' or 'Your Highness'... Aunt, I still prefer Father to call me Si Lang."

Perhaps for Mu Xi, the time he spent at the Han residence would be the most wonderful period of his life.

Of course, it's also very good to be in the palace now.

His father treated him very well, and he also liked having a different father.

It was only because his father was not the same as before that he felt so sad.

“Xi’er, that’s because back then, when you were in the Han residence, the Grand Tutor treated you that way. At that time, to the Grand Tutor, he was your father, your child. But now, you’ve returned to the palace; you are the emperor, and he is the subject…”

Mu Xi pouted, feeling wronged. "But I don't want to be the crown prince at all. I like playing in the sand with Wu Lang, building blocks, playing on the slide... instead of reading, reciting, and memorizing every day..."

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