Seeing her like this, mu Zhihuan knew that Wu Miao was not confident.

"Just do it boldly. Isn't there still mine? You don't believe me."

Wu Miao shook his head without thinking: "of course not... Just..."

Before she finished, mu Zhihuan continued to persuade; "That's OK. You see, I'm pregnant. I can't go out for inspection with a big belly every day. If you take this job, you'll help me reduce my burden. I thank you for being too late."

Hearing what she said, Wu Miao nodded and accepted: "well... OK."

"This is my good friend ~" said Mu Zhihuan, picking the tip of her eyebrows: "by the way, how are you... And Shen Zhiqiu?"

Wu Miao's ears were red: "I... nothing. Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

Mu Zhi happily saw her like this and smiled: "really? But let me tell you, if this man is not caught early, there will be all kinds of people to make trouble, such as Ruoshui... Ah, it's too troublesome ~"

Seeing that the more he said, the more Wu Miao's face changed, mu Zhihuan smiled more happily: "however, this marriage event can't be a trifle. You should think well. In short, no matter what decision you make, I support you. Don't worry."

Wu Miao nodded. She knew that mu Zhihuan was really good to herself: "thank you."

Mu Zhi smiled and said nothing.

The two were talking, and Gu Mingxuan came back. He almost walked to Mu Zhihuan without half a minute. Looked at the bowl in front of her, looked at the residual porridge inside: "I have a bad appetite today?"

Mu Zhihuan shook her head: "it's just too much to eat."

Looking at mu Zhihuan's ruddy face, Gu Mingxuan's eyes were gentle: "then I'll accompany you to eliminate food?"

"Good."

She always has to walk when she eats too much. She is locked up in the prince's house these days. She feels that she has gained a lot of weight.

Seeing this, Wu Miao got up to say goodbye to them; "Go ahead, and I'll go back and beat up my powder."

Mu Zhihuan didn't stop her, nodded and let her do her job.

In the backyard, mu Zhihuan held Gu Mingxuan's hand and enjoyed a moment of peace: "someone from the Palace said he would come to the house to try on my clothes tomorrow. Come back earlier“

Gu Mingxuan said, "the wedding is coming, and my father has arranged fewer tasks for me, so that I can have time to accompany you at home."

Mu Zhihuan picked her eyebrows. It seems that the emperor really cares about the child in his belly.

"By the way, I have something to tell you."

Gu Mingxuan looked at her: "what's up?"

As soon as mu Zhihuan glanced, she told Gu Mingxuan everything about Wu Miao and Shen Zhiqiu.

Gu Mingxuan nodded: "well, if Wu Miao can settle down here, you can also have a partner. If you need anything, you can let him know."

Originally, I thought Gu Mingxuan would feel that he was meddling. They should solve their own affairs. Unexpectedly, Gu Mingxuan supported herself like this. Mu Zhihuan said, "Well!"

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The days passed quickly. In a twinkling of an eye, it was the day when mu Zhihuan and Gu Mingxuan got married.

Mu Zhihuan deliberately got up early in the morning. She wanted to make up for herself, but when she thought that today was a very important day, she didn't dare to do it to herself. She was afraid that if one accidentally screwed up herself, it would be more than worth the loss.

So finally, he invited Wu Miao to make up for himself. By the way, he called Qi Niang out of the palace and asked her to comb her hair.

Seven niangs combed mu Zhihuan's head and looked at her in the mirror. She couldn't help sighing: "last time you quietly married Prince Li. This is a national celebration. I'm really happy for you."

"If the general and his wife knew that the young lady had married a man who was so kind to you, they would be very happy."

Mu Zhihuan pursed her mouth and didn't speak. Because of her birth, she has always been lack of family affection, so she hasn't been able to personally experience this feeling.

So she only patted Qi Niang's hand and thanked: "Qi Niang... Thank you."

"I should thank you. Although you did go too far sometimes before, you never gave up on me and Ran'er. Since you changed, you have been as good to me and Ran'er as relatives."

"Even brought us here, found a real place to live for Ran'er, and ensured that I would have no worries about food and clothing in the future, so I should thank you."

With that, Qi Niang's eyes turned red. Seeing that she was about to cry, mu Zhihuan hurriedly comforted her: "don't do this, Qi Niang. I'm getting married. Don't cry. In the future, whether you, me or Ran'er, I can live very well."

Seven niangs wiped a tear: "well, yes, our young lady is so kind and smart that she will be very happy in the future."

Mu Zhihuan patted seven hands on his shoulder: "don't cry. People who don't know for a while think I bullied you."

When she said this, seven niangs burst into joy: "you, Ran'er's glib tongue is learned from you."

They were talking when the door suddenly opened.

The little Tuanzi he hadn't seen for a long time grew a lot taller. He bumped into mu Zhihuan's face, ignoring Wu Miao's pursuit behind him.

"Zhi Huan!"

Listening to the soft waxy voice of the small dumpling, mu Zhihuan smiled gently: "Ran'er, why did you run in?"

Little Tuanzi raised the bouquet on his hand: "brother Mingxuan asked me to ask you, is that the bouquet you want?"

Mu Zhihuan took a look at a large bouquet of solid flowers, helpless and funny: "it's a little big, but it doesn't matter. It's OK. Did you see your brother Mingxuan wearing happy clothes?"

The Little Regiment nodded: "Well! How handsome! Can Ran'er wear wedding clothes when he grows up?"

His childlike words immediately made the whole house laugh.

Mu Zhihuan smiled and wiped his tears: "of course, but you have to wait until you really meet the person you like, you know?"

The small regiment son didn't know why he nodded: "Well! Good! But Zhihuan, you are also beautiful today."

With that, xiaotuanzi also carefully stretched out his hand and touched the hair ornament on mu Zhihuan's head. He felt the cold from the hair ornament. Xiaotuanzi muttered, "today's Zhihuan is more beautiful than ever."

Listening to the small group's serious praise, mu Zhihuan hooked the lip corner: "OK, don't praise me a little, otherwise I'll float later. What should I do?"

Little Tuanzi looked at her in a daze: "floating?"