"Nangong Liuli!"

A roar echoed within the Azure Palace. Ling Shuang, like an enraged lion, stood with one hand on her hip and the other pointing at the nonchalant young man in front of her, completely disregarding her image.

Look into those clear, bright eyes—aren't they the ones she rescued from the snow?

He lay sprawled on the bed, looking quite well recovered, with a handsome face and a subtle, almost sinister air about him.

Seeing her smiling eyes, which seemed to hold many twinkling stars, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is it, Your Highness?"

She wore a light blue dress, her black hair cascaded down her back adorned with a gold hairpin, her eyebrows were delicate and arched, and her lips were red and her teeth white; she looked gentle and dignified.

"Your injuries have healed, so hurry up and leave the Azure Palace!"

Over the past few days, he discovered that although Ling Shuang was a princess, she had no airs of a princess and was easygoing and kind!

He clutched his chest, looking utterly hurt, and said, "How can you be so heartless as to treat a patient like this!"

"A patient?" Ling Shuang felt like she had heard the biggest joke in the world. These past few days, he had eaten more than anyone else, had more strength than anyone else, and often left her speechless with his sharp wit.

After saying that, Ling Shuang stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and tried to drive him out.

The two pulled and tugged, Ling Shuang using all her strength, her face turning red, but Nangong Liuli remained lying there motionless.

His eyes suddenly darted around, and with a sudden exertion of force, Ling Shuang's entire body fell forward.

"Thump... thump..."

The fire in the heater went out.

The wind stopped.

The air seemed to freeze, even our breathing!

Ling Shuang collapsed onto Nangong Liuli, whose chest was incredibly broad and solid.

Nangong Liuli's eyes turned serious and cold, his dark pupils fixed on Ling Shuang, watching her stiffen and become flustered. A wicked smile, yet tinged with seriousness, filled his eyes: "I will be yours sooner or later, Princess. There's no need to be in such a hurry!" His words carried a hint of mockery.

Ling Shuang jumped off him with a swift movement, her face flushed, and said, "Get out of here right now!"

She spoke so earnestly and without the slightest hesitation that a hint of displeasure flashed across Nangong Liuli's face: "Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me!"

She blinked and nodded seriously: "Mmm!"

Because she was afraid that Ling Ran would misunderstand him after seeing him.

An idea popped into her mind, and Nangong Liuli leaned closer to her with her sparkling eyes and said, "How about I become your retainer, Princess?"

"puff!"

These words startled Ling Shuang so much that she spat out her tea several meters away, nearly choking on it.

"No, no, that won't work, and Ling Ran won't talk to me anymore!"

Upon catching this key word, Nangong Liuli's expression suddenly changed: "Who is Ling Ran?"

Ling Shuang's eyes crinkled with a smile, her thin red lips curving upwards, and her golden hairpin swayed in the breeze.

"He is the one this princess loves!"

Upon hearing this, his expression changed immediately: "Then I will be your bodyguard and protect your safety!"

"You...you..." Her proud figure heaved with anger.

"Your Highness!" Ling Ran returned from outside, looking travel-worn, and went straight to Ye Lisheng's study.

"how?"

"The country... Mo Sheng has been rescued from the Heavenly Prison by the Celestial Master!"

Ye Lisheng's eyes were cold and unfathomable, like the deep sea, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

"How were they rescued?"

"I heard it's an imperial edict!"

"I understand!"

He paused, then added, "When Miss goes out, she should send a few hidden guards to protect her secretly!"

Ling Ran looked somewhat troubled, and after a mental struggle, she finally managed to ask, "Miss Murong or Miss Qiu Kui?"

The words had barely left his lips when he felt an invisible sword pierce his skin. Ye Lisheng's eyes were icy, and his voice was deep yet authoritative: "How many young ladies are there in the manor?"

Ling Ran wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "One is Princess Murong, and the other is Miss Qiu Kui!"

Ye Lisheng remained silent for a long time, and the air was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Despite being dressed in thick clothes, he felt as if he were in an ice cave, shivering with cold!

He parted his thin lips slightly: "From now on, you will be Princess Okra!"

Ling Ran's eyes widened in shock, and she didn't know how to respond for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?" The voice was light and airy, as if asking, yet it made him hold his breath.

"Your Highness has a discerning eye; your subordinate is too busy offering my blessings!"

The ancient iceberg smiled, as if winter had passed and spring had arrived, with sunshine and all things reviving: "Go down!"

These three simple words brought Ling Ran a huge sense of relief. Stepping out of the study felt like walking from hell to heaven!

The vermilion tiles were covered with white snow, and a series of neat footprints marked the long cobblestone path. Ye Liming sat in his sedan chair, exuding an air of majesty.

From afar, I could see a familiar voice peering out from the doorway.

Her hair was held up by a blue jade hairpin, and she wore a light blue brocade robe. A thin layer of snow had accumulated on the oil-paper umbrella above her head, indicating that she had been standing outside for quite some time.

A flash of anger crossed his eyes.

"Wait!" At this command, the sedan chair stopped at the entrance of Yuhuan Palace.

Consort Mo did not show excessive joy, but simply gave a curtsy and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

He tried to find something in her eyes, but found them calm and unchanging, without a trace of emotion, which made him a little angry.

"What are you doing standing here?" His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, fixed on his prey.

Consort Mo met his gaze without the slightest fear: "Ye'er wants to dine here!"

"Hmph!" He was furious at the mention of Ye Lisheng: "Look at what that unfilial son has done!"

"Let him deal with the children's affairs!"

At this moment, Prime Minister Su rushed over. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said angrily, "Are you saying that I'm meddling in other people's business?"

"Your Majesty would not dare!"

"Hmph!" He snorted coldly through his nostrils, "I'll deal with that rebellious son sooner or later!"

"And you are unambitious, you have hurt my Wan'er and have not shown any remorse!"

"Your Majesty!" Consort Mo's eyes remained calm, but her voice rose several decibels, filled with anger!

"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Prime Minister Su bowed and said, "I did not mean to disturb you, but I have something important to report!"

He nodded, then turned and coldly rebuked Consort Mo: "Go back to your Jade Joy Palace, and don't let me see you!"

As Consort Mo watched their entourage depart in a grand procession, her heart felt as if it were being torn apart.

The young palace maid Juanzi who was serving by her side comforted her, saying, "Your Highness, don't worry too much. In a few days, the Emperor will realize how good you are and come to our Yuhuan Palace!"

Perhaps realizing that her words were somewhat inappropriate, she paused and added, "The fact that His Majesty not only did not cut off the charcoal supply to Yuhuan Palace, but also sent some over shows that His Majesty cares about Your Majesty!"

The innocent and naive look in Juan'er's eyes pierced Consort Mo's heart. She smiled kindly.

He said earnestly, "You must always remain untainted by worldly corruption!"

Juan'er was completely confused and didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Your Majesty, this servant does not understand!"

You'll understand later!