After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

"Sister Yue'er, my brother said that even if there are three thousand rivers, he will only drink from one."

Changle smiled at Xiao Jingzhao, "Brother, am I right?"

"Yes, Changle has a good memory."

Changle rarely heard his brother praise her, and she was so happy that she almost turned around.

At this moment, Jiang Shuyue felt the warmth of home, and it was impossible for her not to be moved.

In this fucked-up era, few men are willing to give up a large forest to pursue a lifelong couple, let alone those who are in high positions.

Jiang Shuyue did not answer Changle's words directly. Seeing Qiuju and Lan'er had set up the food, she patted Changle's hand and said, "Go and call Su Nan to come in and have dinner together. There is no one else here, so you don't have to worry about those dregs."

Changle pouted, "Just now he said that men and women should sit at different tables."

"Mother, Suisui go and call my second uncle over."

"Let's go together. Your second uncle is too petty. I just said a few words and he got angry."

Changle followed closely behind.

Looking at a large table of exquisite dishes, Jiang Shuyue said, "Don't bring so many dishes in the future. It will be a waste if you can't eat them."

Jiang Shuyue has developed a habit of never wasting. Even if Xiao Jingzhao comes to the house to eat, she tells the kitchen to prepare only two more dishes.

"Yue Niang, I should have taken you to the restaurant today. I think you prefer the feeling of being at home. Happy birthday."

Xiao Jingzhao took out a brocade box from behind and handed it to Jiang Shuyue as if it were a magic trick.

"You..."

Jiang Shuyue felt a warm current in her heart. She never celebrated her birthday because it was the original owner's birthday, not her own. Only Qiuju knew her birthday.

How Xiao Jingzhao knew it, she didn't know.

"Thank you." Jiang Shuyue's hand trembled slightly as she took the brocade box.

"Open it and see if it's the style you like. If not, I'll have someone make it again."

Jiang Shuyue opened the brocade box as she was told. Inside was a phoenix hairpin inlaid with rubies.

Under the light, the gems shone brightly. The feathers of the phoenix hairpin were made of pure gold and were as thin as cicada wings.

Jiang Shuyue told the truth, "It's very beautiful. I like it, but it's too grand."

She put the Vermillion Bird hairpin given to her by the Queen Mother into the warehouse. She wore plain makeup when there were no major festivals.

Xiao Jingzhao's phoenix eyes flashed with joy. Yue Niang was willing to accept the phoenix hairpin. His preparations for so long were not in vain.

It seems that what Lin Xiangzhi said is quite effective. If he comes to Jiang Mansion every day, Yue Niang will see his goodness.

"I never celebrate my birthday. Don't spend money preparing gifts in the future." Jiang Shuyue stood up and put away the brocade box.

"Well, let's celebrate birthdays in a different way in the future." Xiao Jingzhao's lips curled slightly, and his eyes followed Jiang Shuyue's figure.

As long as there is a future with her, he can do whatever he wants.

...

At this time, in the Liang Palace, Mo Zixuan was lying on the soft couch in the bedroom, wearing a loose nightgown that was spotless, with a slightly open collar, revealing his strong chest muscles.

He was holding a storybook and reading it seriously, with his lips curled up for a while and his eyebrows slightly frowned for a while.

His mood fluctuated with the plot in the book, and he was immersed in the joys and sorrows of the protagonist.

The maids serving on the side couldn't help but smile when they saw the colorful expressions on his face.

The prince is really interesting. He studies serious things during the day, and reads the storybooks that girls like to read every night, and he reads them with relish.

Mo Zixuan has good hearing, and he can hear the palace maids' chuckles clearly.

He raised his eyes and glanced at a few people, and said in a lukewarm tone: "Go to the outer palace, and you don't have to serve in the bedroom in the future."

"Your Highness, please forgive me. I didn't mean to offend you." The palace maids knelt down and begged for mercy.

His Highness looks gentle and elegant, but he is swift and decisive in the court. He can take someone's life with a careless word.

The palace maids regretted it. It was because His Highness looked too good, giving them the illusion that the prince was as gentle as jade.

Seeing the palace maids so scared, Mo Zixuan raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

His father was in poor health, so he quickly took over the affairs of the court. He had old ministers to assist him, and there was nothing major happening recently, so he was still able to handle political affairs.

With the list in hand, he let the ministers who showed goodwill to him go.

He took the opportunity to attack and uproot those who tried to bully him because he had just returned to the royal family and wanted to control him.

In a short period of time, his reputation for coldness and cruelty had spread.

In his own palace, he never said a word of blame to the palace maids.

Seeing the palace maids trembling, he said lightly: "I don't like people to serve me when I go to bed, so you don't have to keep watch in the future."

"Thank you, Your Highness, the maids will wait in the outer hall."

Even if the prince didn't need them to keep watch, they didn't dare to really sleep.

The palace maids stood up and bowed and left.

He had read these words twice, and combined with his own situation, Mo Zixuan was deeply touched.

If he hadn't watched so many palace fighting dramas, he wouldn't have survived for half a month after returning to Liang.

In order to prevent others from succeeding, he didn't eat a single bite of the food sent by the imperial kitchen.

He asked his brothers to catch mice and put them in cages, and then fed all the food and cakes sent from the imperial kitchen to the mice.

As expected, someone had tampered with his food.

He didn't want his mother to bother to investigate for him, as there were many people who could have poisoned the food.

If they were to investigate thoroughly, they would have to investigate nearly a hundred people, from the purchasing manager to everyone in the imperial kitchen and the palace maids who delivered the food.

From the day he saw the rat die, he asked the maids who delivered the food to taste the food, and even deliberately revealed to the maids that someone had poisoned his food.

So far, no maids have been poisoned, but to be on the safe side, he still did not eat the food sent by the imperial kitchen.

Zichen Palace has its own small kitchen.

He still eats a pot of rice with his senior brothers every day as before.

The senior brothers do everything from buying to cooking, and only the maids who serve him closely know about this.

Originally, he wanted to hide it from the maids, but the maids who served him closely were involved in the food and clothing of the few people who served him closely, so it was really difficult to keep them in the dark.

Although these people were trained by the queen mother herself, it was inevitable that there were spikes planted by others.

Mo Zixuan used them after several attempts.

After reading for a while, his eyelids began to fight.

After yawning, he walked towards the bed.

Suddenly, a black shadow entered the inner hall silently.

Mo Zixuan heard the movement and quickly reached for the sword on the hanger.

"Your Highness, it's me."

A familiar voice came.

Mo Zixuan turned around suddenly and saw Nangong Jun in night clothes pulling off the black scarf on his face.

"Big Brother, why are you dressed like this? Is there an assassin tonight?"

Nangong Jun glanced into the bedroom and saw that there was no maid on night watch. He lowered his voice and said, "If there is a situation, change into night clothes and follow me to watch the show."