Xiao Moyan looked away and said calmly, "Let's go back." With that, he supported Ji Xingzhi and walked back, leaving Ji Xingzhi bewildered. Why did the emperor's uncle suddenly seem so down? On the way back to the bedroom, Xiao Moyan casually asked, "Have you found the person who hurt you?" Ji Xingzhi hesitated, cautious, and didn't explain everything to Xiao Moyan. Instead, she nodded and said, "I've found him, and I've already punished him." Xiao Moyan paused, his eyes fixed for a moment. "That's good." Xiao Moyan escorted Ji Xingzhi back to the bedroom and left. Back in the warmth of her room, Ji Xingzhi suddenly noticed a vase of plum blossoms on the bedside table. Their petals were fiery red, delicate and tender. Some were in full bloom, some were still buds, and some were about to bloom. The sudden addition of the vase to the vast bedroom seemed to bring a warmer atmosphere. "Who put these flowers there?" Ji Xingzhi turned to the two palace maids guarding the door and asked. Upon hearing this, one of the maids immediately knelt on the ground and whispered, "Your Majesty, it was I who put it there." Ji Xingzhi frowned at the voice. "Wu Jiang?" "That's me," Wu Jiang replied. Ji Xingzhi nodded slightly and said, "Rise and talk." Wu Jiang bowed again and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." Wu Jiang stood up, her head still bowed, as if this had become her habit. Ji Xingzhi glanced at Wu Jiang and said calmly, "Help me in." Wu Jiang nodded slightly, reached out to hold Ji Xingzhi's arm, and carefully guided her towards the large blue bed. "Where's the umbrella I asked you to bring?" Ji Xingzhi asked casually. Wu Jiang paused slightly and replied, "Your Majesty, when I was taking it, I happened to see you and the Regent talking. I didn't want to disturb you, so I took the initiative to turn back." Ji Xingzhi nodded slightly and said nothing more. Wu Jiang took off Ji Xingzhi's outer robe, shook off the snow on it, and picked up a handkerchief hanging on the rack to wipe the snow off Ji Xingzhi's hair. Then he helped Ji Xingzhi sit down and respectfully took off her shoes, moving carefully, afraid to hurt Ji Xingzhi's feet. Ji Xingzhi looked at Wu Jiang and the plum blossoms beside her. She felt that at this moment, the plum blossoms were particularly beautiful against Wu Jiang's face. The red flowers made Wu Jiang's fair complexion look flawless. Ji Xingzhi pondered for a moment and said, "May I give you a name?" Wu Jiang, who was already kneeling on the ground, lowered her head even more at this moment. Her hands on the ground trembled unnoticeably, and she replied softly, "Okay." Ji Xingzhi's eyes turned to the plum blossoms on the cabinet. She saw a plum blossom in full bloom with some snow accumulated in its stamens. The red was a touch of white, which was quite beautiful. Ji Xingzhi touched her chin thoughtfully, "Snow has fallen on the ground, and plum blossoms have bloomed. How about calling me Rumei?" Wu Jiang kowtowed in gratitude upon hearing this: "I, your servant Rumei, thank the Emperor for the name!" Wu Jiang's low voice was filled with unconcealed excitement, a testament to her joy. Ji Xingzhi nodded slightly: "From now on, stay by my side." Rumei was startled at this, and, suppressing her inner excitement, said: "Your servant obeys your command." You have to know that, because of Ji Xingzhi's words, Rumei, an unknown gatekeeper, suddenly became the highest-ranking maid in Shaohua Palace. Ji Xingzhi had never before had a maid take care of her personally; Rumei was the first.
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