She is the eldest daughter of the Liu family, of noble birth, and now the woman with the highest rank in the palace. No matter who the king has in his heart, as long as that person doesn't appear, it won't affect her.
From the moment she entered the palace, she understood that the king's heart was not so easy to win, so she only wanted power and not true love.
Qin Su snapped out of his reverie, looked at the lady standing to the side, and frowned. "I understand your intentions. You may leave."
"Yes, Your Majesty, take care of yourself, and I will be at ease." Lady Liu curtsied, then gracefully withdrew.
Qin Su glanced at the stewing pot, then turned around and sat behind the dragon desk to begin reviewing memorials.
"Your Majesty, there is news." As she spoke, Tingyu quickly walked in, carrying a paper tube in her hand.
Qin Su suddenly stood up, took the paper tube, pulled out the letter, and after reading it, narrowed his eyes. "Someone, prepare the carriage, let's go."
"Your Majesty, this matter should not be handled impulsively. Miss Mo Lan has been away from the Northeast for a long time. Now that she has returned, she is unlikely to be in a hurry to leave." Seeing the king's excited expression, Wu Feng hurriedly spoke up to dissuade him. Things are not like they used to be, where one could simply leave at a moment's notice.
Qin Su calmed down and realized she had acted hastily. "Give the order that we leave privately."
"Yes, Your Majesty, rest assured."
Wu Feng bowed respectfully, turned, and went out to make the arrangements. Ting Yu watched as the king silently stared at the potted orchid, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but ask what was on her mind, "When Your Majesty sees Miss Mo Lan, will you bring her back to the palace?"
Qin Su: "......"
He would like to bring it back, but the other party might not be willing to come.
A woman who disappears for four years shows how hard-hearted she is.
He might not even be able to let go easily; just thinking about it makes him furious. So, no matter what, he has to see him.
He wanted to ask her in person whether, with the passage of time, she regretted her decision.
"Go down, I want to be alone."
Tingyu pursed his lips, turned and left. He couldn't figure out what the king was thinking, but he had a vague feeling that the meeting between the king and Miss Molan might not go well.
Two days later, a carriage and several guards appeared silently on the official road and headed north.
At this moment, Mo Lan sat under the pomegranate tree in her small courtyard, with a book and a pot of tea, enjoying a leisurely and contented life.
Han Shuang walked in carrying a plate of pastries. Looking at her boss's expression, she shook her head helplessly. "Boss, where's Hua Bao? Why are you all alone?"
“I kicked her out. You know her personality, she's a mother herself, and she still chatters on and on, it’s so noisy.”
When the Northeast City was being built, Hua Bao and Xiong Da somehow fell in love. They got married a few years ago and had three children. Hua Bao's personality hadn't changed at all; in fact, he was even more talkative than before.
Han Shuang thought of Hua Bao's expression when she saw the boss and nodded in understanding, "She hasn't seen the boss in a long time, so she was a little excited."
She's clearly the boss's personal maid, yet she only gets to see him once every three to five years. Who would believe that?
“I know, so I sent her away to take the child.” Mo Lan leaned back in the recliner, looking at Han Shuang’s smooth face, and couldn’t help but sigh. No wonder Yue Linglong was jealous of her face, she was indeed beautiful.
Even in a plain white dress and a simple updo, she still exudes an elegant and beautiful appearance, captivating all who behold her.
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