Luo Chentian indeed did not disappoint Luo Jiu's expectations. He frowned, sipped the tea on the table, and said softly:
"The matter is clear now. Since that is the case, the Second Miss has shown no respect for her elders and is hereby punished by being confined to Luoshuang Pavilion for half a month."
"You've been spoiled rotten. You need to reflect on your behavior!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Shuang'er's eyes instantly turned red.
"Father, how cruel you are!"
Before today, she never imagined that the second eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's mansion would one day fall on Luo Jiu, whom she looked down upon!
"Someone, take the second young lady back."
Luo Shuang'er was as spoiled as she was when she came, and as disheveled as she left.
...
"Miss, you didn't see how pale the Jin mother and daughter looked when they left, like eggplants that had been chilled by frost! Oh my, it was hilarious!"
Luo Jiu smiled, remaining silent.
"I originally thought that, seeing how much the Prime Minister dotes on the Second Miss, even if he knew..." Jin Xia paused here, glanced at Luo Jiu, and seeing that she didn't seem angry, she felt relieved and continued:
"However, the master still cares about the young lady and is very concerned about her health. He calls a doctor to check her pulse every month, and even Madam Jin cannot do anything to the young lady."
Jinxia continued her rambling, holding Luo Jiu's hand and talking incessantly along the way, "Miss, please don't be angry with the master anymore. After all, the master is the prime minister and there are many things he has no choice but to do. The passing of the madam was also unexpected, so you can't blame the master."
Luo Jiu was somewhat puzzled. Was the "madam" Jin Xia mentioned referring to the original owner's mother? Could there be another hidden story behind it?
It seems that this sickly young lady, who is rumored to be delicate and frail and rarely leaves the house, is hiding many secrets.
Luo Jiu missed 007 terribly at this moment. If 007 were still here, he would definitely tell her everything, big and small. She wondered if that noisy 007 was doing well now.
-007, 007, are you there?
Luo Jiu wanted to test whether 007 had returned, but unexpectedly, 09's voice appeared in her consciousness.
[Host, 007 has gone to receive his punishment.] 09's voice was extremely cold, making Luo Jiu think for a moment that it was a machine without emotions.
- Ah, when is 007 coming back?
[Host, the system is merely a messenger conveying tasks and orders. You should not ask 007 to break the rules and abuse its position to help you escape danger.]
Ling Jiu's usually cold and deep voice sounded, to Luo Jiu, somewhat unbelievably, tinged with anger and a hint of human emotion.
-I...I'm sorry.
Luo Jiu had nothing to say about the fact that 007 was punished because of her own mistake.
[Host, focus on completing your mission. Don't call me unless it's absolutely necessary.]
Ling Jiu's voice returned to its cold indifference once again, as if the slight warmth just now was merely Luo Jiu's illusion.
"Miss, Young Master Qingyun has come to see you."
Luo Jiu had just snapped out of her conversation with Ling Jiu when she heard Jin Xia's cheerful voice.
"Qingyun?"
Luo Jiu was still wondering who this person was when a sharp pain suddenly shot through her head.
Stitch by stitch, scene by scene, memories of Xiao Qingyun and "Luo Jiu" flooded his mind. It seemed that this was the only obsession left behind by the original owner, which, after being possessed by Luo Jiu, had miraculously remained in his mind. This had never happened before.
The newcomer was extremely tall and slender, wearing a light green robe embroidered with delicate bamboo, which further accentuated his refined and elegant demeanor. His features were exquisite, and when he looked at you with his phoenix-shaped eyes, it seemed as if tenderness could well up within you.
The world's description of a clear breeze and a bright moon is probably no more than this.
It was this face that made "Luo Jiu" remember him so deeply that he could never forget him, even in death.
"Jiu'er, are you alright?"
No wonder he's the man Luo Jiu can't forget; even a simple greeting is enough to make her fall head over heels for him.
The young man stepped forward and grasped Luo Jiu's hands. "I just got back and heard that thieves broke into the Prime Minister's residence last night. Jiu'er, were you injured?"
Just as Luo Jiu was thinking about how to answer him, a form of address naturally popped into her mind: "Brother Qingyun, Jiu'er is fine."
As soon as she said it, Luo Jiu felt a chill run down her spine. It seemed that the original owner of this body really did regard Xiao Qingyun as her lover. It was sickeningly sweet.
Xiao Qingyun helped Luo Jiu sit down and said softly, "These days, several powerful and influential families in the neighborhood have been robbed. As a woman, Jiu'er, it's best to be careful."
Upon hearing this, Luo Jiu raised an eyebrow. It seemed the male lead was a habitual thief. This was getting interesting.
“During my trip to Jiangnan, I saw many interesting things and foods. Knowing that you like sweet and sticky pastries, I specially brought some back with me.”
Knowing that Luo Jiu couldn't see, Xiao Yunqing specially explained, "They call this hibiscus pastry. It's made to resemble a hibiscus flower. The petals are shaped, glued together, and then hot oil is poured on top, so the petals naturally bloom."
Luo Jiu smiled. Although this system was a bit unreliable, it always knew her preferences when it came to food. It knew that she liked this hibiscus pastry, and sent it to her in two consecutive worlds.
"Oh, I see. Then I'll have to give it a good try." Luo Jiu said, reaching out to take it.
However, things went wrong at this very moment.
Luo Jiu had been pushed to the ground by Luo Shuang'er earlier, and her palm was scraped. Before she could get it treated, Xiao Yunqing came over.
Luo Jiu's body was already quite weak, and even the slightest scratch stood out starkly against her large expanse of fair skin, making one feel incredibly sorry for her.
Upon seeing the wound on her hand, Xiao Yunqing's voice immediately lowered, "Where did this wound come from?"
Xiao Yunqing was always a gentle and refined gentleman when serving others, and it was rare to see him get angry. The few times he did get angry were all because of Luo Jiu.
Upon hearing this, Luo Jiu's wrist trembled involuntarily. She had initially intended to shift all the blame onto Luo Shuang'er, but remembering her saintly, innocent persona, she whispered:
"I accidentally bumped into something while walking, it's nothing serious."
Xiao Yunqing had no reason to believe her excuses. Ever since the Jin family took power, Luo Jiu had been getting strange, barely noticeable little wounds all over her body. How could she have caused them herself every time?
He pulled Luo Jiu's waist into his arms, making her sit on his lap. He held her wound in his hand, rested his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed against her as if to comfort her.
"Jiu'er, wait a little longer for Brother Yunqing. Just a little longer. Once I pass the imperial examination, I'll ask the Emperor to grant us marriage. I'll definitely bring you home in a grand procession." This will help you escape this man-eating tiger's jaws.
Just a little while longer, just a little while.
Luo Jiu's eyes were covered by a white cloth; if it were lifted, one would surely see a complex expression on her face.
What a beautiful promise! But Luo Jiu never got to see it.
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