I just want to live a good life

Chapter 118 Stupid Cry

After a brief shock, Chunliu was the first to come to his senses.

She was so excited that she was a little incoherent, "Miss, Miss, His Highness is finally going to favor you. It's really the Bodhisattva's blessing, and God's eyes..."

Su Nuan rolled her eyes after hearing this, and the tension in her heart eased a lot.

The other three also started to get busy, but they just circled around Su Nuan and didn't know what to do.

It was Chunliu who took the lead at the critical moment. He stopped his mumbling and directed the three people, "Bitao, change the young lady's clothes quickly."

"okay."

"Baozhu, Meixiang, the two of you clean the house and move these tables and chairs that are in the way."

"Oh, and here's this pot of flowers. Take it away."

Baozhu was puzzled and asked, "This flower is about to bloom. Wouldn't it be nice to put it here for Your Highness to enjoy?"

"What's good about that? Your Highness needs to concentrate on looking at my young lady, so he won't have time to look at the flowers."

"Yes, yes, yes, Chunliu is right. His Highness's thoughts should be on the Concubine in a while. It is indeed inappropriate to put these flowers here."

Meixiang echoed and winked at Baozhu.

With someone giving the order, several people started working in an orderly manner, and in no time they had cleaned the room to look "brand new".

Not only was the pot of flowers gone, but all the conspicuous objects in the room were put away.

After Su Nuan changed her clothes, she looked up and was so shocked that she was speechless.

I don’t know if Mu Yunting will misunderstand when he comes later. The current situation seems like they are trying to prevent thieves.

After the room was "cleaned", Su Nuan was left in the room alone waiting for Mu Yunting.

From the time the lights come on until the silver moon is in the sky.

Su Nuan also waited from anxiety to boredom.

To pass the time, she took out a pen and paper and began to design the scabbard of the Hongji sword.

She drew the several large gems on the original scabbard very carefully.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night and the night watch drum had already sounded three times outside.

Su Nuan had already fallen asleep at the desk!

In the dream, there was a heroic man wearing a general’s armor and holding a Hongji sword, with great momentum.

The sword was surrounded by green light and was filled with murderous intent.

The scabbard was held in the general's hand, so the pattern could not be seen clearly.

Su Nuan wanted to get closer to take a closer look, but the general seemed to deliberately not let her get close. Every time she took a step forward, he took a step back. Her steps were small, and his were big. Slowly, the distance between them became farther and farther.

Su Nuan was anxious and looked up at the general's face. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. The general's face was blank, without a mouth, nose, eyebrows or eyes.

What was even more terrifying was that the face actually changed and in a short while it turned into that of a young boy.

The young man had delicate features. Su Nuan felt familiar with him. She tried hard to search for this face in her memory, thinking that it would be helpful if she could find even a tiny clue.

But this face did not give her much time to recall, and it changed again after a moment.

This time, the face seemed to be melted and became extremely terrifying. Not only that, it slowly overlapped with the face of the purple-clothed man who kidnapped her.

It was so weird that Su Nuan was so shocked by the scene that she couldn't speak. She wanted to escape, but when she turned around, someone grabbed her wrist tightly.

"let me go."

"Help!"

A cry for help burst out from Su Nuan's mouth, shocking Mu Yunting so much that he let go of her wrist as if he had been electrocuted.

Looking at Su Nuan who was struggling with her eyes closed, Mu Yunting frowned. The next moment, he put his big hands on Su Nuan's shoulders and shook her hard twice.

"Xia Qingyan, wake up!"

Su Nuan opened her eyes suddenly and looked at Mu Yunting's face so close to her. She subconsciously stepped back and kept some distance from him.

Mu Yunting's face turned dark, and his hand on Su Nuan's shoulder suddenly retracted.

"Your Highness, why is it you?"

Su Nuan asked blankly.

"If it's not me, who else do you think it is?"

Su Nuan's thoughts were still immersed in the dream just now, and she was a little confused by Mu Yunting's sudden anger.

This man is moody, just stay away from him.

Su Nuan poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and asked Mu Yunting: "Your Highness, why are you here so late? Is there anything?"

As soon as she said this, Su Nuan, who had regained her consciousness, immediately regretted it. She remembered that Mu Yunting came to "favor" her.

Su Nuan wants to know now, can she take back what she has said?

The answer is obviously no!

Because Mu Yunting had already started to laugh at her.

"Are you blaming me for being late?"

A hint of mischief flashed across Mu Yunting's eyes.

Su Nuan secretly snorted in her heart, and said seriously: "How could it be? Your Highness came just in time. Take a look at the new scabbard I designed for the Hongji Sword. Is it to your liking?"

As he said this, he presented his design drawings in a flattering manner.

Mu Yunting took the drawing and looked at it again and again.

"Did you draw this?"

Mu Yunting was a little bit unbelievable. He had read her "masterpiece" before. The detailed cake-making manual had already surprised him, and this picture made him even more astonished.

There are many girls in the imperial city who are good at painting, but there are few who are as ingenious as Xia Qingyan.

Su Nuan had been observing Mu Yunting's reaction. Seeing that he couldn't let go of a picture, she knew that he was satisfied with the design of the scabbard.

"If your highness thinks it's good, I'll have someone carve one out of wood to see how it works?"

Su Nuan asked tentatively.

"No need. Just draw the pattern more carefully and I'll have the craftsmen make it directly."

Seeing that he seemed quite satisfied, Su Nuan suddenly felt a little proud.

"No matter how detailed the drawing is, it is not as clear as explaining it in person. Why not let me supervise the work? I will guide the craftsmen as they work. This way, I can ensure that what they make is what I want."

Mu Yunting frowned, "You seem to be very concerned about this matter!"

How could I not pay attention to such large gems? Su Nuan bent her eyes, smiled a little flatteringly, and replied: "This Hongji Sword is the favorite of His Highness, so of course I have to pay attention to it."

"Oh? I didn't expect that my beloved concubine thinks so highly of me that she is willing to do all these laborious tasks for me personally."

"It's just a small matter, Your Highness, there's no need to be so polite!"

Su Nuan's polite words came out almost instinctively.

"I wanted to give you some reward, but since you said so, I will listen to you and not be polite to you."

After saying this, Mu Yunting returned the drawings to Su Nuan and turned to walk towards the bed.

Su Nuan felt depressed!

Why are you being so polite? Wouldn't it be nice to get some benefits?

Su Nuan was about to cry because of her own stupidity.

But on second thought, Mu Yunting had donated all his annual salary, and life in the Prince's Mansion was very tight. What valuable things could he give as a reward? Maybe it would be the endless Eight Treasure Duck again.

It would be better if she didn’t want this kind of reward, she really had enough!

Thinking of this, the depression in my heart dissipated.

Su Nuan raised her eyes and saw Mu Yunting unbuckling his belt, and her heart began to rise again.