Forced love, an inescapable fate

Chapter 154 So what should I call you from now on? Princess Qingli or Ali?

It was a coincidence that during the three years that Mu Qingli was in Sifang City, she often exchanged letters with Jiang Ci.

Her previous handwriting was not ugly, nor was it particularly beautiful. It could only be described as average.

Later, Jiang Ci returned to Shangjing, and she was alone in Sifang City. Feng Zong was busy, so apart from helping out in An Ran's clinic, she had almost nothing to do for the rest of those three years.

So from then on, every time I wrote to Jiang Ci, I would include some trivial things that happened in my daily life.

At first, the letters she sent to Jiang Ci were only a few thin pages, but then they gradually increased, until finally, the letters between them were more like records of their daily life.

As she wrote more, she seemed to gradually find the fun of passing the time.

So when she wrote back to Jiang Ci one time, she tried to imitate Jiang Ci's handwriting, and unexpectedly discovered her talent in this area.

Even Jiang Ci was secretly surprised when he received her letter.

The handwriting she imitated was so realistic that even the original author couldn't tell the difference.

Later, she imitated An Ran and Feng Zong's handwriting, and it turned out that she did have extraordinary talent in this area.

So when Jiang Ci thought of souvenirs, the first person he thought of was Mu Qingli.

If she imitated Wu Chen's handwriting to send a letter to the Imperial Concubine, she should be able to get away with it.

After the matter was finalized, he left the Taifu Mansion.

As soon as he left, the news had already reached Wu Chen's ears.

Wu Chen was not surprised to know that the two of them had joined forces.

Because at this time he had a bolder idea in his mind.

So at this time he didn't care whether Jiang Ci and Wen Muchuan joined forces or not.

It was just that Jiang Ci's escape last night really made him furious, but there was nothing he could do.

Now he could only speed up the planning of the bold idea in his mind.

On the other hand, Emperor Jing did not take any action regarding Wen Muchuan's lawsuit, which confirmed Jiang Ci's guess.

His father, the emperor, always thinks before and after. Even if he knows what Wu Chen has done, he will not act rashly for the sake of the overall situation.

So, on the surface, the entire court was quiet, but privately, things were already turbulent.

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As for the ups and downs in the court, Mu Qingli was completely unaware of it. After her health gradually recovered, she began to think about leaving Shangjing.

He even asked Wanyue to secretly exchange the gold rewards in the warehouse for silver notes.

After all, if you really leave, it is much easier to carry silver notes with you than the heavy gold.

Wan Yue still didn't understand, but didn't ask too much. Instead, she followed her instructions, avoided the secret guards in the mansion, and quietly exchanged the gold in batches for silver notes.

In addition, she also made other preparations, such as physical exercise. Although her injuries have not recovered yet, compared with the last time when she blocked the knife for Feng Zong, this time they were just some minor injuries.

After using the medicine prepared by Su Minsheng, he recovered quickly.

As long as you don't do any heavy pulling or anything like that, light exercise like daily walking is not a big deal at all.

So, she always moves around in her room these days.

Early in the morning, after breakfast, she walked around the house for exercise as usual, but saw Xiaotao running towards her in a hurry.

"Princess, the Sixth Prince is here, just outside the door."

Hearing this, she froze in her tracks.

Since she left the palace that day, she has never seen Jiang Ci again. Counting the time, it has been almost a month.

She was already certain in her heart that what Jiang Ci said in front of everyone that day was done in order to overthrow the Imperial Noble Consort.

So what is he doing here at this time?

Do you want to meet him or not?

How should I face it if I see it?

But hiding all the time is not a good idea.

Mu Qingli suppressed all the thoughts in his mind, pursed his lips, and finally sighed deeply.

"Let His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince come in."

Jiang Ci walked in from outside and looked at Mu Qingli standing in the house, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

Then, his expression softened and he smiled faintly, just like before.

"Sister."

Mu Qingli turned to look at her, and the word "sister" made her feel like crying.

But it's different after all.

After a moment of trance, she smiled back.

"Your Highness is here, please take a seat."

Polite yet distant.

Jiang Ci looked at her smiling eyes and felt a slight pain in his heart.

Then he sat opposite her with a calm expression.

"do you feel better now?"

"Well, much better."

"That's good. I've been so busy lately that I can't get away."

"I know, you don't have to explain."

The distant yet polite conversation made Jiang Ci feel uncomfortable.

"Sister, are you blaming me?"

Mu Qingli raised her lips and smiled.

"How could that be? The past is the past. You have things you need to do, and I understand. Also, Your Highness, please don't call me Sister anymore. It caused a misunderstanding in the court that day. If someone hears it again in the future, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain it."

Jiang Ci's expression gradually became complicated.

So the misunderstanding she mentioned was simply referring to the way they addressed each other or what she said that day?

After Mu Qingli finished speaking, without even looking at his expression, she poured him some tea.

"Your Highness, please have some tea. I wonder what you want to talk to me about today?"

The hot steam in the teacup lingered between the two of them. Her aloofness eventually made Jiang Ci's excited heart, which had been there before he came to see her, gradually calm down.

Then he just laughed at himself.

"So what should I call you from now on? Princess Qingli or Ali?"

"It's up to you."

Mu Qingli still kept her head down, playing with the teacup in her hand, avoiding his burning gaze.

When the teacup in his hand was about to be crushed, Jiang Ci finally suppressed his emotions.

The tone is a bit stiff.

"I came to you today because I have something I want you to help me with. I wonder if you would agree?"

He emphasized the word "Princess" with great emphasis, as if he was gritting his teeth.

However, Mu Qingli didn't care. What she cared about was the word "help" he just said.

What a joke. They asked me to agree without telling you what kind of help I need. There is no such thing in the world.

"Your Highness, please tell me how I can help you. I'll then consider whether I can be of assistance."

Jiang Ci was so angry that he almost laughed at her words.

After considering it, I realized that there was something very familiar in her words.

Seeing that she still kept her head down and refused to look at him, Jiang Ci became a little angry.

She was still cute when she was asleep, unlike now, where every word she said was full of thorns and she kept calling me "Your Highness". It seemed like she was anxious to draw a line between us.

Just thinking about the kiss that night made him a little absent-minded.

Well, it’s very soft in the mouth and a little sweet, which makes people unable to stop eating it.

But why does such a soft mouth say things at this time that make people feel uncomfortable?

Jiang Ci's expression changed again and again.

Mu Qingli, who was stared at by him, felt that she could no longer bear his burning gaze.