Phoenix Cries Across the World: The Cold-Hearted Princess is Too Alluring

In the palace, the imperial study.

Mu Jingyu flipped through the memorials in front of him, but finally closed them in frustration. The image of Chu Yingge's aloof face flashed before his eyes.

It must be said that he was indeed overjoyed for a moment when he heard that Chu Yingge was not dead, but this joy did not last long.

From then on, Chu Yingge was known as the Seventh Prince's Consort to everyone, and their relationship could no longer be made public.

It can never be done again.

Leaning back in his chair, Mu Jingyu squinted, his emotions hidden in the dim candlelight.

Steward Li stood aside without daring to say a word. Although he had been by Mu Jingyu's side the longest, he still couldn't figure out what the person in front of him was thinking.

After a while, Mu Jingyu got up from his seat and walked into the inner hall.

He needs to calm down and think things through so that he can sort out his thoughts.

He's too impetuous right now.

……

Inside the Seventh Prince's Mansion, in the bamboo garden.

Mu Zi and Guo Zi stood at the door, one holding a basin of water and the other holding a clean towel.

Guozi stared intently at the closed door with her big eyes. She had been waiting there for a quarter of an hour, but there was still no reaction.

It's already high in the sky; you should be awake by now.

Mu Zi was also very impatient. He had been standing there for just as long as Guo Zi had been standing there. Normally, his lord would have gotten up by now, but after waiting for so long, there was still no reaction.

"Do you think the prince might have kidney deficiency, which is why he can't get up?" Guozi boldly guessed.

Mu Zi frowned, a hint of displeasure appearing in her eyes. She looked like a pretty innocent girl, so what was she thinking about all day long?

Mu Zi remained silent, which Guo Zi took as tacit agreement. She became even more excited, her eyes gleaming like a wolf eyeing meat.

"I knew they must have done a lot of good things last night."

"Can you shut up!" Mu Zi snapped angrily.

He finally understood why the person in front of him had become his princess's personal maid; they were all the same—appearing innocent and harmless on the surface, but actually knowing everything.

What a waste of such a beautiful face.

After Mu Zi yelled at her, Guo Zi quieted down considerably and stood obediently at the door waiting.

In the room, on the big bed.

Chu Yingge stretched and yawned. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the person next to her staring at her.

"What are you looking at?"

"you."

"What do I have to see?"

"very nice."

Mu Ziyuan's words were truly accurate. Although Chu Yingge's appearance wasn't the type to be stunningly beautiful, she possessed a unique, ethereal charm that made people inexplicably fond of her.

Moreover, this face is very pleasing to the eye.

Unlike Chu Yanran, who was stunning at first but became increasingly tiresome with repeated viewings.

Chu Yingge had become immune to a womanizer like Mu Ziyuan. She sat up in bed, looked outside, and couldn't help but frown.

"It's already this late, why didn't you call me?" There was a hint of reproach in her voice.

Mu Ziyuan said dismissively, "Why should I wake you? I saw you were sleeping soundly, of course I couldn't bear to."

"Have you forgotten that we're going to the palace today?" Chu Yingge said irritably.

She rubbed her neck and felt much more comfortable all over. Yes, she had a really good sleep.

In the 21st century, she never had a good night's sleep because her job required her to be awake almost 24 hours a day.

Since arriving in ancient times, she has never had a moment of peace. She has to be wary of the people in the Prime Minister's mansion and the people in the palace. The vigilance of an assassin has never been less than that.

But last night, probably because Mu Ziyuan was by her side, she slept exceptionally well.

According to local custom, members of the imperial family must go to the palace to pay homage to the emperor the day after their wedding. Mu Ziyuan knew this better than Chu Yingge.

However, this doesn't mean he'll take it to heart.

"Of course I remember going to the palace, but in my heart, nothing can compare to you."

“But I still have to go to the palace.” With that, Chu Yingge rolled off Mu Ziyuan and got off the bed.

The movement was so practiced that it couldn't be more skillful, but it stunned Mu Ziyuan. Here, where could a woman casually step over a man's body? His little princess had actually just walked over him like that.

However, he wasn't angry; instead, he became cheerful.

His woman was unique, ethereal and otherworldly.

Chu Yingge opened the door to the room and saw Guozi and Muzi standing at the door. She found them even more pleasing to the eye.

It seems her initial arrangement was correct; these two people look like a perfect couple.

Why aren't you two coming in?

"I was just afraid of disturbing your good time," Guozi said with ill intent, her eyes darting up and down at Chu Yingge, but she didn't find any trace of it.

She had heard from others that if one really consummated their marriage, there would be some changes, but her young lady hadn't changed at all.

Could it be that she was careless and couldn't see anything?

Chu Yingge had already automatically interpreted Guozi's expression as words. She came down the steps and reached out to tap Guozi's little head.

"Tell me, what exactly is going on in your little brain?"

"Brain."

"Really?" Chu Yingge pressed.

Guozi nodded vigorously: "Of course, what else would you put in your head if not a brain?"

“Others might have brains, but yours might not.” With that, she took the towel from Guozi’s hand, threw it into the basin of water that Muzi was carrying, and then carried the basin into the room.

The door was closed tightly once again.

Guozi stood at the door with a bitter expression, looking at the tightly closed door, and couldn't help but smack her lips.

After a moment, he turned to look at Mu Zi beside him.

"Tell me, what else could be inside a person's brain if not a brain?"

"It could also be paste." Mu Zi glanced at the little idiot in front of her, turned around, and went to prepare the carriage. They were going to the palace later.

Watching Mu Zi's departing figure, Guo Zi pinched her chubby little face, completely puzzled.

Inside the room, Chu Yingge had finished washing up and tidying everything up.

Mu Ziyuan naturally didn't expect Chu Yingge to serve him. Over the years, he had personally handled many things, so he quickly got everything sorted out.

Seeing Chu Yingge's preoccupied look, Mu Ziyuan could probably guess what was wrong.

Are you worried about entering the palace?

"Mm," Chu Yingge responded faintly.

Mu Ziyuan frowned, walked over, and pulled Chu Yingge into his arms, his doting expression obvious.

Why the worry?

“Although we did nothing wrong yesterday, leaving no room for maneuver is bound to make Mu Jingyu think too much. Besides, you…”

"No need to say anything more." Mu Ziyuan stretched out his finger and covered Chu Yingge's mouth.