Absolutely!After crossing over, my maid is also reborn

Chapter 474 Zhao Shun Visits Mu Xingze

Before dusk, Zhao Shun came to Nanyang Hou's mansion, first visited Nanyang Hou and Mrs. Hou, and then came to Mu Xingze's courtyard.

The servant led Zhao Shun into the door and into the study.

At this moment, Mu Xingze was practicing calligraphy in the study. Judging from his expression, he was very disturbed.

Seeing Zhao Shun enter the door, Mu Xingze stood up and walked out from behind the desk: "I have seen the regent."

Zhao Shun walked to the side table, sat down on his own, and said: "There is no need to be formal, just sit down and talk."

Mu Xingze glanced at Zhao Shun, and sat down with a cold face.

Zhao Shun also looked at him, and asked, "Young Master, do you have anything to say to me?"

Mu Xingze stood up again, cupped his fists and saluted.

"What happened yesterday was because of Xingze's stupidity, so he was taken advantage of by others. The concubine was frightened. The concubine's personal maid was also seriously injured because of this. Please punish me, my lord."

"Xingze, I'm not here today to inquire about crimes." Zhao Shun said.

"If the lord doesn't inquire about the crime, I will feel uneasy." Mu Xingze said.

At this time, Shihan came in with tea, and seeing Zhao Shun was there, she was at a loss for a while.

"Little Marquis..."

"Serve tea to the Prince Regent," Mu Xingze said.

"Yes."

Shi Han put the teacup beside Zhao Shun, and couldn't help taking a peek.

It turned out that this was the Prince Regent, who was young and promising, with outstanding demeanor and cold temperament.

Zhao Shun picked up the teacup and took a look at her. Seeing the bruise on her neck, he understood the situation immediately.

Yesterday, Mu Xingze couldn't hold back his feelings, so he presumably was served by this maid.

After serving the tea, Shi Han retreated to a corner.

"Go down first." Mu Xingze said.

Shihan nodded and responded with a smile: "Yes."

Zhao Shun looked up and saw her smile, his eyes darkened, this girl actually looked like Sisi when she smiled!
"Xingze, what are you thinking about Sisi now?" Zhao Shun asked.

"The regent asks the question knowingly, and I can't let it go, but I never thought of harming her!" Mu Xingze said.

"I know, but your affection would have hurt her. If you hadn't been easily deceived by Jiang Shuyao and told those old things, then Sisi would not have gotten into trouble, so she was calculated. Although Jiang Shuyao He has been arrested at this time, but we can't use the incident of Pinyue Building to convict him. Now that the rumors have spread, if someone makes a fuss about this in the future, how can Sisi hold his head up?" Zhao Shun said .

Mu Xingze took a deep breath, "It was my negligence... Please punish the Prince Regent."

"What's the use of me punishing you?"

After Zhao Shun finished speaking, he picked up the teacup, "Be careful in the future, Sisi has never done anything wrong to you, if you want to hate, just hate me."

"I owe Sisi... I admit this, and I won't evade it. But the regent, what have you brought her? If it wasn't for you, how could she have been involved in so many battles? If she wasn't the regent princess, How come so many people want to harm her?" Mu Xingze asked back.

Zhao Shun put down his teacup, stood up, and said: "The Shen family is as rich as an enemy country, and there are tens of thousands of coveters in the world. Only this king can protect the entire Shen family."

Mu Xingze looked at him and was instantly speechless.

After all, he was too useless.

"Xingze, you can't go back to the past, and you shouldn't live your life in memories."

After Zhao Shun finished speaking, he turned and left the study.

Shi Han has been waiting at the door, seeing him coming out, she immediately bowed and said: "Respectfully send off the prince."

Zhao Shun glanced at her and said, "Serve your Lord Hou well."

Shi Han nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the servants will."
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At night, Yan'er prepared pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the Nuan Pavilion, and said while studying the ink: "Princess, the second son sent some copybooks, and asked you to practice calligraphy by the way."

"Um……"

Shen Qinglan reluctantly picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink casually, and began to copy the poems.

Guo'er entered the house, brought a bowl of soup, and said with a smile: "The princess is married now, and the second son still treats you like a child."

Shen Qinglan sighed softly, and asked, "How is Fu'er doing now?"

"Taoguan'er said there was nothing serious, but she kept crying for pain. The wound on the back was indeed a bit serious. The servant took a look and was shocked." Yan'er sighed.

Shen Qinglan stopped writing, picked up the soup on the side, and said, "I've seen her wounds, and I must find the best doctor to relieve Fu'er's pain and try not to leave scars."

"The wound is deep, and it may be difficult not to leave a scar." Yan'er said.

"No matter what, we must do our best. It doesn't matter how much money we spend. You can ask the Taoist priest to come and have a look. If you think about it, the Taoist priest will give me some face." Shen Qinglan said.

"Speaking of Taoist Master Zhongxing, I heard that the old man is still studying poisonous arts every day, so he doesn't go out very much." Yan'er said.

Shen Qinglan drank a spoonful of soup, and said: "The Daoist of Zhongxing has lived in seclusion for a long time, so he doesn't want to go out, so let him go. The people who take care of them should also be arranged. Spread the word about growing up in our Shen residence."

"Well, it's always been done this way, Wangfei is at ease. Wangfei, do you want some snacks?" Yan'er asked.

Shen Qinglan stretched her waist, nodded and said: "Okay, it's been strange these few days. I obviously ate a lot at night, but now I feel a little hungry again."

"Princess Wang is now eating for two alone, so she must eat more." Yan'er laughed.

When Yan'er brought the snacks, Shen Qinglan began to write while eating the snacks, and before she knew it, Zhao Shun came to her side.

"What are you writing? Can your second brother agree?" Zhao Shun asked with a smile.

Shen Qinglan was taken aback, her hand shook, and the snack fell.

"My lord, why do you walk like a cat without making a sound..." Shen Qinglan complained.

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, if you have a clear conscience, why are you afraid of me?" Zhao Shun laughed.

"You... hum..." Shen Qinglan turned her head away and continued to copy the poem.

Zhao Shun sat down beside her, looked at the words she wrote and asked, "Sisi, what kind of font did you write...?"

"My word is self-contained, called Shen Ti." Shen Qinglan said.

"Shen Ti? Can your second brother agree?" Zhao Shun said.

"I've written it very seriously, and if I think about it, my second brother will be merciful." Shen Qinglan said.

Zhao Shun shook his head with a smile, "It seems that only your second elder brother can cure you, this king can't bear it."

Shen Qinglan pursed her lips, "Second brother is really true, he goes online at every turn, what are you talking about... You are the princess now, so you don't take second brother seriously. I have no choice but to accept the punishment."

Yan'er brought tea, put it on the square table, and said with a smile: "My lord, the princess still complains that you don't make decisions for her."

"I don't dare to be Shen Qingshi's master. He is my second uncle. I will take responsibility for what your young lady did. I am satisfied that I haven't been accused of protecting you." Zhao Shun laughed.

Shen Qinglan sighed, "That's all, it's nothing more than copying poems and essays. I'm afraid that someone didn't want to be this bad guy and borrowed my second brother's hand on purpose."

Zhao Shun just took a sip from his teacup, then put it down again, "You don't doubt me, do you?"

"No, the concubine didn't say that." Shen Qinglan said.

Zhao Shun smiled meaningfully, and said: "If this king wants to punish you, there are other ways. Only your second brother can think of such a thing as copying books."

"Dengtuzi..." Shen Qinglan cursed in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)