C70 (1/2)

Wu Miao shook her head, indicating that she was fine, ”I'm fine … ”It's just that I've implicated you …”

”Don't say it like that. It's true that you're my partner, but you're also my friend. If a friend is in trouble, how can I just sit by and do nothing?”

”Friends?” Wu Miao chewed on them softly. Her nose felt sour, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

She never thought that an important figure like Mu Zhihuan would actually be willing to say things like 'we are friends' to her, a peasant girl from a small workshop.

Her emotions overcame her earlier panic and made her heart warm.

”Thank you, Zhihuan …”

She did not expect Wu Miao to cry, so Mu Zhihuan quickly wiped her tears: ”Say thank you again, I was angry, what's there to thank about such a simple task.”

Mu Zhihuan's words made Wu Miao's tears fall even more fiercely.

After calming Wu Miao down with great difficulty, Mu Zhihuan did not dare to let Wu Miao go back alone.

She found a carriage and had the guards escort Wu Miao back to the village.

Looking at the back of the carriage, Mu Zhihuan could not help but sigh. No matter what era it was, women were always the ones at a disadvantage.

Just as Jiang Zisu got off the horse carriage, he saw Mu Zhihuan standing there. His heart skipped a beat, ”What are you standing at the door for?”

Mu Zhihuan was shocked by the sudden voice, she turned around and saw Jiang Zisu, her heart was beating faster than it ever had been:

”I came out to see a friend off.”

Following Mu Zhihuan's gaze, only then did Jiang Zisu notice that there was a carriage sitting in front of her house.

He felt disappointed for no reason: ”Go back to the mansion, I have something to ask you.”

Once he heard that there was something going on, Mu Zhihuan's heart skipped a beat. It's over, is this person going to find trouble with me to bring Tuanzi to the brothel?

Although his heart was not low, but under Jiang Zisu's cold gaze, he could only bite the bullet and attack.

Following Jiang Zisu to his study, Mu Zhihuan received countless gazes along the way.

There were those who took joy in Jiang Zisu's misfortune, and some who coldly watched the show. It was as if being captured by Jiang Zisu was an extremely normal thing.

Mu Zhihuan rolled her eyes in her heart, this previous self of her was too terrible!

”The brothel was what Ran'er wanted to go to?”

Jiang Zisu dusted his clothes and sat on the chair, his expression gloomy and unclear. Mu Zhihuan was unable to guess what his intentions were.

”En...” After the little guy heard about the brothel from you, he was very curious … They want to see it. ”

Mu Zhihuan thought about it, then decided to push all the blame to Tuanzi. Towards this kind of little fellow, Jiang Zisu wouldn't blame a child for such a thing.

Sure enough, when Jiang Zisu heard that the Tuanzi was interested in the brothel because he heard it from him, the coldness on his face eased up by a lot.

”Dazhi is making a noise like a heavy rain, and Little Chord is whispering. The noise was mixed, and beads fell onto the jade plate. You did this? ”

Mu Zhihuan: It wasn't me, it was Bai Juyi.

However, she didn't dare to say it out loud. She could only give a vague ”hmm” in response.

Jiang Zisu squinted his eyes: ”I never thought that you would actually know some stuff about poetry too. After the crown prince heard this, he became very interested and invited you to his house next time.”

”What?” Mu Zhihuan cried out in alarm, ”I … ”Can you not go?”

She had learned those things during her studies and had long forgotten about them. Now, if she were to compete with a scholar in poetry, she would be courting disaster.

Seeing that Mu Zhihuan was so unwilling, Jiang Zisu thought that she did not like such serious occasions: