Lan Shuang pressed Lan Ling's head and said, "I can't really put my finger on it. He just looked like a master. He was serious and stood as straight as a bamboo pole. His eyes were fierce. I didn't think he was a good person. Plus, there were quite a few of them, so I asked Meng Yu to check it out."
The original owner was a dude with not much brains. If he said it too clearly, his character would be easily ruined. This half-truth and vague story is easier to believe.
Lan Ling's expression turned serious.
Lan Shuang glanced at Meng Yu and whispered, "You really don't know until you check. Once you check, you'll be shocked. Meng Yu, keep talking."
"yes."
Meng Yu considered his words carefully and said seriously, "I sent someone to check the records of people entering and leaving the city and questioned the boat's owner. She said the boat had been booked three days ago by a wealthy businessman who wanted to conduct business on board. He also hired a team of young servants to play music and dance on board."
"However, I was guarding the riverbank at the time and witnessed over twenty people disembarking from the large boat. Most of them were experts, and they didn't look like assassins, but more like death squads."
"Death warrior?" Lan Ling tightened his hands on his knees, his expression puzzled.
"I'm just guessing. There are about thirty people scattered on the small boats behind us. They weren't obvious when they were scattered, but now there are more than fifty of them. More than forty of them are experts. It's really strange. I dare not hide it. I have someone continue to keep an eye on them and return to report to the prince."
Lan Shuang put her hand down and turned to look at Lan Ling. "Royal sister, privately raising assassins and secret guards is a serious crime. Someone in Kyoto must be tired of living."
"Heh—it may not be Kyoto. The one who wants me dead the most has always been that person."
Lan Ling said to Meng Yu, "Get up. You did a good job. Here's a reward."
Meng Yu excitedly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"What is the Imperial Sister planning to do next? The Emperor's birthday is coming soon. Are they planning to cause trouble during the celebration?"
Lan Shuang blinked and asked innocently.
Lan Ling was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "I'm not afraid of them coming, I'm just afraid of them not coming."
Seeing her like this, Lan Shuang knew that she had figured it out, so she stopped talking, had lunch, and then said goodbye and went back home. She also sent the snacks she had gotten from the imperial kitchen to the Duke of England's mansion.
Jiang Luqing happened to be out for a trip with some friends. When she saw the people from Prince Rong's Mansion coming to deliver something, her expression suddenly became complicated.
The young master took a look from the side and twitched his nose. "Hmm, it seems to smell like pastries. It smells like the crystal peach blossom jelly from the imperial kitchen."
"Huh? Have you eaten it?" Jiang Luqing's tone was filled with jealousy.
The young master was completely unaware and casually replied, "Not really. My mother once received a reward from His Majesty. It was this crystal peach blossom jelly. I was young and ignorant at the time, so I tried to grab it. My mother slapped me, saying that this was a gift from the emperor and I shouldn't be so disrespectful. Later, seeing that I was crying so hard, she gave me a piece. I still remember the taste of it to this day."
"Hey, is this for the Duke?" The young master asked, and Jiang Luqing's expression suddenly stiffened. "It's for Jiang Lusheng, right?"
"ah?"
After taking a few steps, the young master finally realized who "Jiang Lusheng" was.
"Is that your second brother who was just found? He's amazing. He won the Sacred Heart so quickly?"
The young master's tone was not without envy.
Jiang Luqing felt even more upset after hearing this. He was also a bastard's son, and he grew up in Kyoto. He had never eaten the food bestowed by the emperor. Jiang Lusheng had only been back for a short time, but he was already in the limelight.
He is not convinced!
"What is there to envy? It's just that the husband's status depends on the wife. If he hadn't been favored by Prince Rong, would Your Majesty even look at him?"
Jiang Luqing tried her best to remain calm, but her tone was still sour. The young master smiled awkwardly and said nothing more.
It takes someone else's ability to be favored by Prince Rong. Otherwise, why didn't Prince Rong favor you?
But he couldn't say it, so he just followed Jiang Luqing out in silence.
…
However, this was just the beginning. After that, Lan Shuang sent things to the Duke of England's mansion every few days, including food, toys, and rare items. She sent them like a stream of water, which made countless people jealous.
Many people praised the Duke of England for having such a great son.
The British prince walked with a breeze, and seemed to be slightly proud of himself.
Yun Xing, who was secretly following, looked at the gate of the Duke of Yingguo's mansion and almost bit his teeth. These were all tricks that Prince Rong used to coax him in his previous life. Now she actually shared the kindness she had shown him with others. How could this be possible?
Jealousy and resentment blinded his eyes, and a vicious plan took shape in his mind. He called his confidants and whispered a few instructions to them.
…
The Manshou Festival arrived as scheduled, and Kyoto was decorated with lights and was extremely lively.
As night falls and the lights come on, it's time to prepare to enter the palace for the banquet.
Lan Shuang put on the prince's auspicious clothes for the first time in a long time. The black background with red edges and golden phoenix embroidery made her neck look slender and her skin fair as cream. Her high bun was neat and meticulous. After putting on the phoenix crown, she looked noble and imposing.
Meng Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw it.
Lan Shuang turned around and smiled, the tassels hanging from the golden crown sparkling. "What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?"
Meng Yu came back to her senses and swallowed. "No, it's just too beautiful. Your Majesty, are you really going to remain a virgin for Prince Rong?"
Lan Shuang looked at her with a complicated expression, "The two of us... can't."
Meng Yu: "..."
"That's not what I meant!" Her face flushed instantly when she realized what was happening, and she waved her hands like a fan. "I feel sorry for the young men in Kyoto. Such a noble and beautiful wife, but they only marry one person. I wonder how many of them must be secretly shedding tears and sighing with regret."
Lan Shuang was amused by her exaggerated performance. She turned around and walked out with a flick of her sleeves. "Goodbye. One man is enough for me. If there are more, I will see through the world and ascend to heaven on the spot."
The guards outside heard this and burst into laughter.
"How could it be? Do they dare to ride on my wife's head?"
"That's outrageous! Our prince is just too good-tempered."
"That's right, Your Highness, you have such a good temper, but won't you be completely controlled by Zhengjun in the future? You have to regain your wife's authority!"
A group of people surrounded Lan Shuang and walked towards the gate, talking and laughing.
Lan Shuang laughed and said, "What's the big deal? If you really like him, why would you let him follow those rules? If you don't like him, why would you marry him and make things more troublesome? To put it bluntly, it's a matter of mutual consent."
She put her finger to her lips and gave them a warning look. "Hush, don't mention these words in front of Zhengjun in the future. He will be your master, just like me. You must treat him as you would treat me."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Seeing Lan Shuang's serious tone, the guards immediately straightened their faces.
Lan Shuang nodded and got into the carriage.
At the same time, Jiang Lusheng also got on the carriage and set off with the people from the Duke of England's Mansion.
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