The Legend of the Resourceful Princess

It was only then that Mu Ru Yue remembered that this person was similar to her, a wounded person!

"That... Would you like a doctor? " Mu Ru Yue said embarrassedly.

Feng Zhi was a little disappointed, but she still stood up and said seriously, "No need, it's just a small injury. Princess, you should rest first. This King will go to the study. "

With that, he left as if he was escaping.

Mu Ru Yue just stared blankly at the direction of the door. It seemed to be completely different from what she imagined!

He didn't have the apathy that he had imagined, and he didn't have the ability to complete the deal that he had imagined. Furthermore … Mu Ru Yue touched her chest and felt her heart beat rapidly.

She seemed to like this simple Seventh Marquis a little.

It was said that on the night of the wedding night, when the title was decided, only chickens and dogs danced on the night of the wedding! In the middle of the night, at the prince's order, everyone was searching for the assassin.

With this search, he found daybreak.

It was just dawn and Mu Ru Yue was still sleeping when she heard the sounds of people crying outside. This sound was like a demon's voice to the ears.

One had to know that on the day she had just transmigrated over, she had listened for six hours! How could he not be familiar with it?

When she opened her eyes, they were filled with red. It was only then that Mu Ru Yue remembered that she had married that simple prince!

Pushing the door open, he asked, "What's so noisy about?"

Mu Ru Yue's voice stunned everyone.

Mu Ru Yue, on the other hand, was stunned. One had to know that she had been sleeping the entire time and hadn't noticed anything out there. But now? The people here were all dressed in white, and they all wanted to dress in mourning?

These people also hadn't thought that the prince would be so angry last night, but the wangfei didn't die in the end!

They thought something had happened to the princess. This was awkward.

On the other hand, when Xing'er saw Mu Ru Yue, she cried even more miserably. "Young miss, this servant thought that your highness had given you …"

Before Xing'er could finish her words, Murong Yue stopped her.

"Don't cry, I'm fine, aren't I?" With that, Mu Ru Yue looked at the crowd and said, "Put all of these things away. It seems like I won't be able to use them today."

When everyone heard Mu Ru Yue's words, they immediately packed up their things to congratulate Mu Ru Yue.

When Mu Ru Yue heard that, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitch. Was he congratulating her on being alive?

The people in the backyard had already left. Xing'er was helping Murong Yue clean up, and just as Xing'er was about to comb her hair, she heard a respectful voice from outside. "Princess, it's almost time. The Prince is waiting for you in the carriage."

Enter the palace?

Mu Ru Yue was stunned.

Xing'er did know of this, so she said, "Miss, it's said that after the prince marries his wife, he will bring her to the palace to pay his respects."

Only then did Mu Ru Yue come to a realization. "I understand. I will head there now."

Xing'er quickly combed Mu Ru Yue's hair and followed her to the entrance of the manor. At this moment, the Seventh Marquis was waiting for Mu Ru Yue by the carriage.

When he saw someone, his eyes lit up.

Mu Ru Yue was currently dressed in a dark red imperial concubine attire. Her waist was coiled around her waist and her long hair was tied up. Her phoenix eyes were spirited but they carried a trace of sternness. He looked dignified and composed.

If it was a weakness, it would be the wound on her face.

The wounds on her face had healed a bit before the marriage due to the use of medicine. However, the scars on her face were indeed visible, making her look somewhat sinister.

Seeing the scar on her face, Seventh Marquis frowned a little, then his expression returned to being serious and indifferent. He looked at Mu Ru Yue as if she was a dead person, which really stunned him.

You know, yesterday was pretty cute.

"Get in." Seventh Marquis' tone was cold as he led his men to the carriage. Xing'er was left behind.

Only after they got on the carriage did the Seventh Prince's expression relax. He looked at her and said, "In front of outsiders, this duke cannot be amiable with you. I hope you understand. "

"Oh?" Mu Ru Yue raised her brows.

Seventh Prince's gaze slightly darkened. "Do you know why royal father wants this duke to marry a wife? And why … This King's consort passed away one by one? "

Mu Ru Yue shook her head honestly.