Chapter 150: What was it like before?
"Why are you hiding so far away? Do you think I can eat you?"
Qi Wuhan leaned on the couch with his head supported by one hand, crossed his legs, and tapped his knees casually twice with his hands. He looked leisurely at Jiang Lan, who was hiding behind the pillar and only dared to show her head. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his expression seemed to be smiling.
"How did you know I was with Xue Fei?" she asked.
Qi Wuhan hooked his finger and motioned her to come over.
Jiang Lan slowly moved out from behind the pillar, walking as fast as a turtle.
"Didn't you eat?" Qi Wuhan's voice was indifferent with a hint of teasing.
Jiang Lan thought for a moment, they were already an old married couple, what was there to be shy about? The next moment, she held her head high and walked over confidently. When she came to her, his eyes fell on the faintly visible veil on her chest. He turned his face slightly, as if he didn't know where to look. When he reached out to take the wine glass, he found it was empty. Before pouring the wine, he put the glass back on the table and ordered, "Pour me some wine."
After waiting for two seconds, he turned to look at Jiang Lan and saw that she was folding her arms and looking away, as if saying "I didn't hear anything."
"Don't you want to know how I knew you were in Ziyue Palace?" Qi Wuhan tilted his head towards the wine pot.
When Jiang Lan bent down to pick up the wine jug, his eyes accidentally fell on her chest, which seemed quite white. He immediately looked away. When she poured wine into the glass, he found that the jug was filled with wine, which was bright and translucent, like a ruby.
Wine was a tribute to the royal family, and only royal relatives, princes and nobles had the opportunity to taste it. Jiang Lan only drank it after she married Qi Wuhan. Rather than drinking it, she preferred to look at the fine grape wine in the luminous cup, and the more she looked at it under the moonlight, the more charming it became.
"The wine has been poured. Your Highness, can you speak now?"
Qi Wuhan tilted his head towards the wine glass and gestured. Jiang Lan silently prepared herself for a moment before picking up the glass and handing it to him. She asked with a smile, "Anything else you need?"
"My shoulders are a little sore." He casually turned the wine glass twice, and the slightly rippling wine reflected his slightly raised peach blossom eyes, which seemed to be smiling.
Jiang Lan felt like she was back to the way they were before they got married, except that he was even more of a scoundrel now.
When she placed her hand on his shoulder, a strange feeling passed through his heart, tugging at his heartstrings...
Jiang Lan wanted to pinch him hard, but then she remembered his injuries. He was also covered in wounds when he returned from the snowy mountains. She wondered how many new wounds he had incurred. She gently pinched his shoulders and tried to speak in a casual tone, as if chatting with family. "I heard that Your Highness has been to the snowy mountains in the far north. Is it very cold there?"
Qi Wuhan simply nodded.
"I heard that His Highness also brought back a dragon scale?"
"Um."
Jiang Lan felt that he seemed sleepy and too lazy to talk, so she quietly turned her head to glance at him. Seeing that he had his eyes closed, she stopped talking.
After a while of silence, Qi Wuhan asked, "Why aren't you talking?"
Jiang Lan glanced at the back of his head and began to get nervous before she even asked. She took a deep breath and asked with a glimmer of hope, "Your Highness...did you go there specifically to save me?"
Qi Wuhan did not respond.
Time passed in silence, and the glimmer of hope Jiang Lan held in her heart gradually dimmed. She told herself that it didn't matter, she still had time. She could tell him about their past bit by bit. If he still couldn't remember anything by then, perhaps it wouldn't be a bad thing for him. Perhaps then she would have more determination and courage to let him stay...
But she really, really, really didn't want to give him to someone else. If one day in the future she heard the news that he was getting married again, she felt that she would do something like "just find someone on the street to marry."
Feeling her squeeze his shoulders tightly, Qi Wuhan asked casually, "What are you thinking about?"
Jiang Lan withdrew her thoughts and continued to massage his shoulders with a sullen look on her face. She said sourly, "Your Highness is a man of both civil and military talents, and a handsome man. There must be many girls lining up to marry you."
"That's the truth." Qi Wuhan had just finished speaking when his shoulder was pinched hard. He curled the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Are you among these girls lining up?"
"I would have married you a long time ago," Jiang Lan paused and swallowed the rest of the words, but you just don't remember.
Qi Wuhan glanced at the wine glass on the table. Half of her profile was reflected in the bright red wine. With his eyes lowered, he suddenly asked, "What was I like before?"
Jiang Lan suddenly raised her head, surprise and joy appeared on her face at the same time. She thought about it, and didn't know what interesting thing she thought of, and smiled. Qi Wuhan glanced at the wine glass again, and the indifference between his brows seemed to melt a little.
"You used to be incredibly thick-skinned, unforgiving, and extremely romantic. You'd go to Wanhua Tower every now and then to drink, and spend lavishly on the most beautiful courtesans there," she added silently, her old habits recurring.
"I only hear you talk about my shortcomings," Qi Wuhan suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her towards him, staring at her with a hint of amusement in his eyes, "I think you are deliberately trying to discredit me, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lan suddenly leaned over and kissed him. In an instant, something seemed to melt in his eyes. Qi Wuhan looked at her in a daze, and the next moment he suddenly pulled her into his arms and pressed her down on the couch. He gently lifted her chin with one hand and lowered his head to kiss her, but Jiang Lan raised her hand to block his way. His slightly cool thin lips fell on her palm, which made her feel a little numb.
She looked into his very familiar peach blossom eyes, yet the indifferent look in his eyes made her feel unfamiliar. With a complex feeling of nervousness and anticipation, she asked softly, "Who are you now?"
When she asked this question, the tenderness hidden in his eyes immediately disappeared without a trace. A sneer flashed across the corner of his lips. He immediately sat up, straightened his sleeves, and said, "I'm not in the mood now. Go out." His tone was extremely indifferent.
Jiang Lan felt humiliated, and this humiliation was brought upon her by him. It was like a knife stabbing her heart. She ran away as fast as she could, wanting to run as far away as possible...
It was dark outside, and her eyes were covered with mist, so she couldn't see the road clearly. She bumped into the snow mulberry tree in the yard with a thud, and her eyes were full of stars. She squatted on the ground, rubbing her head and swearing, "If I pay any attention to you again, I'll be a pig!"
At this time, Ling Feng's voice came over, "Madam, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Jiang Lan took a deep breath, stood up and said, "Please take me back to the stables. My cousin is still waiting for me."
Ling Feng replied, "My cousin is here too. I will take you to see him."
On the way, Jiang Lan realized that it was Xie Yun who came to report the news. Suddenly, an idea popped up in her mind that if she remarried in the future, she would marry her cousin. The next moment, she drove away this wild thought. It was all because of Qi Wuhan that she was angry. She calmed down for a while, and her thoughts shifted to Concubine Xue. She asked Ling Feng about the situation in the palace.
According to Ling Feng, the Emperor of Beimo rarely shows up, and all government affairs are now handled by Qi Wuhan. There are more than ten concubines with titles in the harem, among whom Concubine Xue is the most favored, followed by Concubine Rou, who is the mother of the second prince.
"Does the second prince also live in the palace?" Jiang Lan asked.
Ling Feng nodded and replied, "The Second Prince lives in Chengyue Palace."
"This place is called Ganyue Palace. The palace where Concubine Xue lives is called Ziyue Palace, and the palace where the Second Prince lives is called Chengyue Palace. How come they all have the word 'yue' in them?" Jiang Lan said.
Ling Feng guessed: "Maybe the people here like the moon."
Jiang Lan nodded, thinking that his guess made sense.
After seeing Xie Yun, he kept facing the other direction and talking to Jiang Lan, without looking sideways, maintaining the gentlemanly demeanor of not looking at anything inappropriate.
Jiang Lan said that you will get used to it, because all the palace maids here dress like this.
In fact, after wearing it for so long, she felt that the material was quite comfortable, soft and breathable, and light to wear. It would be even better if it had sleeves.
Ling Feng asked the two of them to stay there first and not have to go back to the horse farm.
The next day, Jiang Lan was assigned to tend to the flowers in the greenhouse, while Xie Yun was assigned to sweep the floor and change into the clothes of a eunuch. He endured the humiliation and changed into them. It didn't matter to him that he had to endure a little injustice, as it was just a change of clothes, not a real purification...
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