There was no need to say more, these three words were enough to make Lan Shuang understand what he meant.
Lan Shuang was silent for a moment, raised her head and held back her tears. She slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, which turned into white mist and dissipated in the night.
"good."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around, put her arms around Jiang Mu's neck, and stood on tiptoe to kiss him. But just as her lips touched, Jiang Mu suddenly grabbed her waist and lifted her up. Lan Shuang had nowhere to put her feet, so she could only step on her shoes.
Lan Shuang was helpless: "What are you doing? Put me down."
Jiang Mu's eyes were filled with smiles. "Looking up is too hard, I can't bear it. Just like this, kiss me."
Lan Shuang stepped on his feet and suddenly became much taller. Jiang Mu lowered his head slightly, and the position of their two people was just right for kissing.
She looked at Jiang Mu's thick eyelashes, raised her chin slightly and kissed him on the lips.
…
The snow was getting heavier, and the Plum Garden was not a place to stay for long. The lanterns in Lan Shuang Palace were gone, so she let Jiang Mu send her off.
The two walked side by side in the corridor. Jiang Mu held Lan Shuang's hand, stepping on the falling snow and moonlight, the smile on his lips never faded.
"Today we are soaked in the snow together, as if we are growing old together."
Jiang Mu turned his head to look at Lan Shuang, "Take a nice bath when you get home to drive away the cold."
Lan Shuang raised her hand to catch a few snowflakes, shook her head and sighed, "How can it be so easy to rest? Your father is still lying on the dragon couch. He's going to be very busy tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a group of Jinyiwei coming towards him with knives and lanterns.
"grown ups!"
"Godfather!"
Hearing this name, Lan Shuang suddenly shuddered, and all her previous carelessness and sleepiness disappeared.
At first glance, the little eunuch in blue robe walking in front was her good son Sanxi.
She couldn't help but glance around, and Jiang Mu pursed his lips and chuckled, looking back at her jokingly.
Lan Shuang pinched his hand helplessly on her cloak, then slowly withdrew it, without any intention of avoiding the people in front of her.
Sanxi gasped in surprise, then stopped and looked at Lan Shuang and Jiang Mu in amazement.
Lan Shuang asked calmly, "What's wrong? Is His Majesty looking for me?"
Sanxi came back to his senses: "Ah, yes, His Majesty woke up after a nap and is looking for Godfather. I said Godfather is going to inspect the palace with the Jinyiwei. Godfather, please come back with me."
"I understand." Lan Shuang turned around and bowed to Jiang Mu, saying, "Take care, Princess."
Jiang Mu looked at her deeply and nodded: "Remember what I said."
"Yeah." Lan Shuang responded and led her people away.
Jiang Mu stood there, watching her shadow stretched out by the moonlight, then slowly disappearing until it was completely invisible. She then said to the guard, "Let's go back to the mansion."
"yes."
…
"Ahem, ahem, ahem—water! Give me water!"
An old and hoarse voice sounded from deep inside the hall, like a ghost crawling out of hell to take lives.
Lan Shuang waved her hand and asked others to wait outside, and walked in alone.
"Your Majesty, water——"
"Hiss! Why is it so hot? Bitch, you want to hurt me too, don't you?!"
“Bang!”
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty, please calm down. I know I am wrong. Please spare my life!"
Lan Shuang couldn't help but frown as she listened to the argument. "The old emperor's disgusting face really disgusts me. He takes out his anger on innocent people."
888 agreed: "Yes, thank goodness he is an emperor. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been beaten to death long ago."
"Host, be careful. The broken porcelain pieces on the ground are a bit sharp. Don't step on them." 888 saw that the light in the hall was dim and hurriedly reminded Lan Shuang.
Lan Shuang looked down and walked around the shattered porcelain pieces on the ground. She saw the palace maid kneeling on the ground and kowtowed continuously. When she looked up, blood was splattering. She didn't know if it was from the kowtow or the cup. It looked quite scary.
The old emperor became even more furious upon seeing this. Lan Shuang hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, I am back."
Hearing her voice, the old emperor was silent for a moment, and finally suppressed his anger, but his tone still sounded very bad, "Where did you go?"
Lan Shuang replied calmly, "I was worried about your majesty's safety, so I rearranged the Jinyiwei's defenses and went to check it out. I returned only after confirming that everything was fine. I didn't know your majesty had summoned me. I deserve death."
The old emperor's expression eased slightly. Seeing her about to kneel, he waved his hand and said, "Go and pour me a glass of water. This clumsy servant can't do anything right."
"yes."
Lan Shuang straightened up, glanced at the palace maid lying on the ground, and whispered, "Your Majesty has been merciful and spared your life, why don't you get out quickly?"
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The palace maid's voice faded away, and she climbed up tremblingly. Her vision went dark and she almost fell down. Lan Shuang was quick to support her from behind and took her out.
When the palace maid reached the outer room, it was obvious that she could not hold on any longer. Lan Shuang took a look and found that her wound was a little slanted. It was not caused by kowtow, but was definitely caused by being hit.
She whispered, "I'll go out and ask Sanxi for some ointment to apply. Don't let the wound get wet. You're excused from your duties for the next few days. Take good care of yourself and don't come before His Majesty."
The palace maid looked at Lan Shuang in disbelief, but Lan Shuang could not say anything more. She took out a handkerchief from her bosom and pointed at her forehead, motioning her to wipe the blood. Then she quickly walked to the table, poured a glass of water and turned back to the inner room.
"Your Majesty, the water is here, but it's still a little hot. Please go slowly."
Hearing Lan Shuang's voice, the palace maid clenched her handkerchief, burst into tears, covered her mouth and hurried out.
Who said Jiu Qian Sui was cruel and ruthless? He's clearly a very good person!
…
The old emperor sat up and drank a few sips of water, looking more energetic. "The candlelight in the hall is too dim. I'm not dead yet. Are you cursing me by making this happen?"
Lan Shuang immediately lit up all the oil lamps, and the hall instantly became as bright as day. The old emperor finally felt a little relieved.
He was already sensitive and suspicious, and after having experienced the gates of hell, he became even more picky and demanding.
He looked here and there, and suddenly asked, "Are all the princes gone?"
"Yes, I have left the palace."
"Where's the boss?"
The boss was asking about Jiang Mu. Lan Shuang said softly, "The eldest princess knew that His Majesty was safe and sound, so she didn't bother him anymore. She was the last one to leave."
The old emperor sighed repeatedly upon hearing this, "Sons are just not as caring as daughters. Of all my children, only the eldest is the one that suits my heart the most."
Lan Shuang thought to herself: Isn't it because she's a daughter, unmarried, and has no vested interests with anyone else? She's simply attached to you, satisfying your male chauvinism without posing a threat to you. Isn't that what you want? If you knew her true identity, you'd probably chop his head off the instant you knew it!
"The eldest princess is the most filial, who wouldn't like her?" Lan Shuang agreed halfheartedly.
The old emperor didn't know whether he heard or not, and continued to speak to himself: "These princes have grown up and become wild. Lan Shuang, you keep an eye on them for me. If anyone shows any signs of disloyalty, report to me immediately."
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