He took another look at Mu Caiyun, who was following behind and was about the same age as him.

It’s not like Mu Ying wants to marry a girl, right?

Zhu Yunxi led the group of people. After the congratulatory gifts from the Xiping Hou Mansion entered the palace, someone from the palace took over and sent them to the inner treasury for archiving.

Zhu Yunxi led Mu Chun and Mu Caiyun all the way to Zhongji Hall.

"Grandpa, my cousins ​​are here."

Zhu Yunxi looked at the old man and his father who were talking quietly together, and called in a low voice.

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately turned around, and the prince also turned around.

"Muchun! You haven't been back for many years, but now you are getting stronger and stronger, and you have the style of our family!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's face was filled with joy and flushed red. He stepped forward and reached out to pat Muchun's shoulders and arms hard.

Then he seemed to come to his senses and looked aside hesitantly. Mu Caiyun seemed a little timid as it was his first time in Beijing to meet the saint.

"Is this Ying'er's daughter?"

Mu Chun had already pulled Mu Caiyun to kneel down.

"Returning to the old man, my father told me before I returned to the capital this time that my sister Caiyun will be handed over to me. When I come to the capital this time, I will send her to the East Palace to learn some Han family etiquette."

"If the old man thinks that my sister is not bad, he will wait a few more years and take her into the emperor's grandson's house."

"If the old man refuses and I mess up the matter this time when I return to Beijing, my father will not allow me to return to Yunnan again."

As he spoke, Muchun kowtowed to the ground.

grass!

Have you eaten melon again?

Zhu Yunxi looked at Mu Caiyun who was following Mu Chun and kowtow.

He never thought that Mu Ying would marry his daughter to him.

He quickly looked up at the old man.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang was also stunned by Mu Ying's move, and he could not react for a while.

Originally, he thought it was because Ying'er couldn't get away, so he asked his boy to come back to fulfill his filial piety.

Who would have known that this was Mu Ying, that bastard, who wanted to send his daughter to his grandson's house.

Prince Zhu Biao hid behind him, looking at the blank expressions on the faces of his old man and the gangster, and couldn't help but laugh.

The wheelchair creaked and turned.

The prince turned his wheelchair and came to the front.
Chapter completed!