If that’s the case, she would rather live her life as a man.
At the very least, the world is vast, allowing her to soar freely.
"You child." Mu Qingge’s heartfelt words were taken by Mu Lianrong as her maturity.
It seems that the more sensible Mu Qingge was, the more heartache Mu Lianrong felt in her heart.
She had no husband, nor children. To Mu Lianrong, Mu Qingge was like her own child. What parents in the world wouldn’t wish for their children to do well?
But from the moment Mu Qingge was born, she was innocently swept into the family’s rise and fall, and inexplicably burdened with responsibilities that shouldn’t have belonged to her. For fifteen years, she silently endured and protected this secret.
Thinking of this, Mu Lianrong’s heart felt a tight pang.
"Once our Mu Family is stable, your grandfather and I will find a way to restore your identity as a daughter." Mu Lianrong earnestly promised.
To this, Mu Qingge truly did not care at all.
Seeing her aunt’s serious expression, she couldn’t refute it. Smiling, she said, "By the way, Aunt. Bai Xiyue seems to have an ambiguous relationship with Prince Rui, so be cautious at home."
"Xiyue and Prince Rui?" Mu Lianrong seemed a bit incredulous.
Mu Qingge nodded and said, "Do you know why the Princess knows I’m going to Yi City?"
This question was also a curiosity for Mu Lianrong. But before, there was too much happening, and she hadn’t had time to think carefully or ask.
Now that Mu Qingge mentioned it voluntarily, a sudden flash of insight crossed Mu Lianrong’s mind, and she blurted out, "Is it related to Xiyue?"
Mu Qingge nodded again.


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