However, is Mu Yanshu's medical skills so outstanding? Even if he has saved a few people, Emperor Cheng would not be so valued, right?

Mu Shihong was puzzled, but nodded sincerely on his face, "What my father-in-law said."

Seeing that the servants served hot tea, Mu Shihong immediately raised his hand, "Eunuch Wen drank tea."

Wen Deli shook his head, "There is no need to drink tea. The old slave has to go back and report his life. Please hand these things over to Princess Huaian in person."

"My father-in-law is serious." Mu Shihong almost promised, "I will send the reward in person in a while."

Eunuch Wen nodded, "Since that's the case, I won't bother you anymore, I'll say goodbye."

"Father-in-law walked slowly."

After Wen Deli left, Mu Shihong moved the reward box and came to Wanting Pavilion.

I don’t know if it’s because of popularity, today’s Wanting Pavilion seems to be more angry than before and no longer dead. Mu Shihong stood at the door, and the memories buried deep in his mind were gradually clear...

Just as he recalled the past, a loud voice suddenly exploded, "The master is here, the master is here, the eldest lady, the master is here!"

Mu Shihong felt his ears buzzing and his head was dizzy.

Just as I came back to my senses, a dark girl appeared at the door, "Master, our eldest lady is letting you in."

Mu Shihong's mouth twitched. Thinking of his promise to not interfere with Wanting Pavilion yesterday, he did not scold him and immediately took the people in.

After entering Wanting Pavilion, Mu Shihong saw a green figure standing in the flower garden. His figure looked very much like the person in my memory, but the man was as gentle as water, but the figure in front of him was as cold as bamboo, as if it was covered with skylight, and was extremely gorgeous.

Until she turned her face.

Mu Shihong said in his heart that it was a pity, but thinking about what that face had brought to him, Mu Shihong immediately threw this idea behind his mind and showed a fatherly smile on his face.

"Yan'er, why are you standing here and what are you looking at?"

Yan Shu didn't even raise her head, "Look at the ground."

Mu Shihong's temple leaped and slowed down, and then he spoke in memory, "This place was specially opened for your mother back then. She liked to plant flowers and plants, but unfortunately it has been abandoned over the years."

Yan Shu looked up expressionlessly, "It doesn't look like it's wasted, it's like someone pulling out the things on it."

Mu Shihong immediately choked and his eyes flashed slightly.

"After your mother left, no one knew how to take care of it. Seeing that it was abandoned, my father naturally asked someone to clean it up." Mu Shihong took a deep breath and instinctively changed the topic, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. How about it? Are you still used to living there?"

After Yan Shu changed into women's clothing, she looked very well-behaved in a quiet and cold manner, but she said something without mercy. "This is my mother's place and mine, so she is naturally used to living."

Mu Shihong once again felt a bit of a thrust and coughed lightly, "Yan'er, let's go in and talk, I have something for you for my father."

Yan Shu had long noticed that Mu Shihong had someone to move several large boxes into the room, so she nodded naturally.

So, after Yan Shu entered the inner room, she saw that the boxes were wide open, with golden light inside, illuminating the room.

Mu Shihong smiled and said, "Look, these are all rewarded by Your Majesty and asked Eunuch Wen to send them in person."

Yan Shu: "Oh."

Mu Shihong was stunned: What does this ‘oh’ mean? This reaction is too dull!

He was about to speak, and Ruizhu had already served hot tea and brought it to him, "Master, please have tea."

After Da Ya's black face, the scar on Ruizhu's face successfully made Mu Shihong be shocked again. Seeing Ruizhu retreating respectfully behind Yan Shu, he couldn't help but turn his mind, "I heard from Madam Yu that you only picked two girls yesterday, that's the two of them?"

Yan Shu nodded, "That's right."

Mu Shihong frowned in disagreement, "There are such a large Wanting Pavilion, and the two of them are probably not enough staff. Yan'er, why didn't you pick more yesterday?"

"Can't pick it out."

Yan Shu's straightforwardness made Mu Shihong make another joke. After he finally thought about the words, Yan Shu continued, "They are very good."

Mu Shihong was unable to say what he prepared, and he felt even more and more uncomfortable.

"Forget it, since that's the case, wait until someone you like in the future, and then slowly make a purchase." Mu Shihong waved his hand as if he gave up, took a deep breath, fearing that he would be held back again, and continued without any pause, "By the way, I want to ask you, yesterday you were in the Political Affairs Hall, besides saving Dingwen Hou, did you... do anything...?"

Yan Shu's voice was silent, "What are you doing?"

Mu Shihong: “…”

He is asking questions, isn't he answering?!

Mu Shihong only felt that he was about to burst his blood vessels. Seeing that Yan Shu seemed to be really unclear, he was too lazy to ask again.

"It's nothing, the time is almost over. My father is about to pay tribute to your grandmother. Yan'er will go with me."

Yan Shu did not refuse.

Just like Mu Shihong showed great affection for his wife, his filial piety to the old wife is also well known.

For this reason, he specially built the Fulu Garden for the old lady, and the words on it were all carried by Mu Shihong himself.

Compared with Wanting Pavilion, the area of ​​Fulu Garden is not much different, but the style is more heavy and luxurious.

When Mu Shihong brought Yan Shu, everyone had already arrived.

There is no doubt that the original grandmother is sitting on the main seat.

The old lady who was arrogant and sent off Mu Yanshu away, has grown a lot aged in ten years, with gray hair and a little yellow even though her complexion is covered with powder. This complexion is a bit darker in a maroon dress, and it looks a little darker. In addition, her head is full of pearls and jade, which inexplicably gives people a kind of unkind nouveau riche to hurry up.

Mu Yanhua, who was sitting next to her, also praised, "Grandmother's clothes look so good today, and she looks so beautiful. She is more than ten years younger."

"You can talk." The old lady smiled and folded up at the corners of her eyes.

When she was happy, Su Yiqing, Sang Zhu and others agreed, and the whole Minghui Hall was very lively.

Until Mu Shihong and Yan Shu walked in, the laughter and joy came to an abrupt end, and the lobby suddenly became quiet.
Chapter completed!