Traveling through books: trapped in an infinite cycle of injustice

Aunt Zhang came in when everyone was about to finish lunch. After saying hello to everyone, she walked straight to Yan Muyi.

"Mu Yi, come here with me!"

Yan Mu put down the food in his hands and left the kitchen with Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang turned around and told Yan Muyi about the matters that required going out.

"Mu Yi, you have to go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs in the afternoon. Soon, the palace will hold a spring banquet. Our Clothing Bureau needs to purchase costumes and colorful clothes for the harem masters. This is a list of cloths, remember not to make any mistakes or omit them. .”

As soon as Yan Mu took Aunt Zhang's order and bowed, Aunt Zhang asked her to go back to the kitchen and continue eating.

In the afternoon, when everyone went back to work in the garment making room, Yan Muyi took the list and left the garment making bureau. Huan Qing and others also saw her leaving one by one. On the way to the dressing room, several people started talking.

"How did she get out?"

"Did Aunt Zhang come to give her other tasks at noon?"

"Didn't Huan Qing give all the tasks when going out in the past? What does Aunt Zhang mean?"

"That's right, Huan Qing. You have to be careful about Yan Muyi. Since she arrived, Aunt Zhang has even assigned her outings."

It's no big deal to watch the excitement. This group of people were talking to each other, and Huan Qing's face became increasingly ugly.

She raised her eyes and looked in the direction of Yan Muyi's back with cold eyes.

But he smiled and said nothing to others, hiding the jealousy that had already arisen in his heart.

Yan Muyi didn't notice the people behind the garment bureau talking about him. He happily went out to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to buy some cloth.

It was the first time she went to the House of Internal Affairs to buy things, and she was not familiar with the process, but following Aunt Zhang's instructions, she quickly got a lot of cloth. She didn't expect it to go so smoothly, even though there were so many pieces of cloth that one person couldn't hold them all. She still bravely hugged everything and walked out.

There were so many pieces of cloth that it was difficult for Yan Muyi to see the road in front of him clearly, so he walked very carefully. And in front of her was a man coming towards her.

The man did not see clearly who the person holding a pile of cloth was, and was waiting for the man to pass by him. Yan Mu stumbled, his center of gravity was unsteady and he was about to fall to the ground holding the cloth.

The man saw that the woman was about to fall and was about to give her a hand. Unexpectedly, Yan Muyi fell heavily into Qin Mobai's arms. When both of them were surprised, they met each other's eyes. Only then did Yan Mu realize that the person coming was actually the prince.

She panicked and wanted to get up from the prince's arms, but the hand holding her waist had no intention of letting go. In this position, she could only look at the prince, and the prince actually looked at her intently, as if composed.

The prince's face was very close at hand, with such a feminine and handsome face and those captivating peach blossom eyes. Yan Muyi actually felt that his heartbeat skipped half a beat, and he felt a pounding feeling in his heart.

She felt something strange about herself and quickly broke away from Qin Mobai's arms. A shy blush suddenly appeared on his face.

Yan Mu quickly picked up the cloth that had fallen to the ground, thanked His Highness the Crown Prince softly, and left in a hurry, not daring to look at Qin Mobai.

Qin Mobai looked at Yan Muyi who was leaving in a hurry, and then he calmed down. At that moment, Yan Muyi seemed to have magic power, captivating people's hearts and souls. He looked at the pretty person in front of him and felt a ripple in his heart. Thinking of the way she ran away and the blush on her face just now. Maybe she and he had feelings for each other.

Qin Mobai was walking on the road, touching his chin, thinking about everything that had just happened. Laughing darkly.