C18 A Little Ball of Shame Born (1/2)
After sending Qing He off, Mu Zhihuan discovered that the person who was playing with mud in the courtyard had disappeared.
When she walked into the hall, she was puzzled to find that the black ball had already been washed into a white ball. She even put on a dark green robe on his body.
That robe wasn't bought by her, but it was definitely worth a lot of money. Mu Zhihuan furrowed her brows. Was there anyone in the palace who treated Jiang Qinggran so well?
”Princess is back? This was sent by the prince just now, saying that it's for the wangfei and the crown prince. ”
There was a tray on the table and a pale pink dress.
”Why did this prince suddenly go insane? So many things for us? ” Mu Zhihuan did not forget to complain. As she was speaking, she suddenly realized that Seventh Madame's expression was off.
A shadow suddenly appeared on the ground. Mu Zhihui's heart skipped a beat. Why did he suddenly appear behind her every time she spoke ill of him?
Did this person install some special radar?
”Does This King need a reason to give something to his son?” An icy cold voice with a hint of anger sounded from behind him.
Mu Zhihuan felt a chill run down her spine. With great effort, she forced an ugly smile onto her face. ”What are you talking about? Your highness came to see Ran'er, and Ran'er is overjoyed. Don't you think so, Ran'er?”
As she said that, Mu Zhihuan pulled out that small ball of hers and used it as a shield.
Judging from his attitude towards Jiang Qing Ran last time, he should have been a little apathetic towards her. However, blood was thicker than water, and he didn't hate her as much as he hated her.
Therefore, Mu Zhihuan had confidently and generously pushed the small ball of rice in front of her father.
Jiang Zisu's pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at the small ball of black clothes.
Jiang Qing Ran could be said to be his shame. If it wasn't because of this child, he wouldn't have married Mu Zhihuan.
This was why Jiang Zisu had never liked Jiang Qing Ran.
Before this, he had more or less heard the rumors of Jiang Qing being bullied. However, he did not pay much attention to it. After all, he had always been indifferent towards this eldest son of his.
Today, when he met Mu Zhihuan at the main entrance, he suddenly thought of the day when he had almost strangled her to death.
Jiang Qing Ran's tiny body came forth to stop him. She did not realize that this child had grown so much, but the look in her eyes was still foreign. She was even scared.
That was why he suddenly remembered when he was in the study room, he had asked someone to prepare some decent clothes for him.
He just wanted to see if his eyes, which were as bright as the night sky, were still unfamiliar to him.
That was why he put away the paper money and went into the old and worn out courtyard. This was the first time he was so close to her, and also the first time he was able to see her appearance so clearly.
His originally dirty face had been washed clean, revealing his handsome features.
A pair of black and bright eyes, exactly the same as Mu Zhihuan's, were crystal clear, making one unable to shift their gaze away. However, this small face appeared to be extremely thin and malnourished, as if there was a trace of spirit energy missing from it.