The carriage couldn't bear the weight of the passengers, and the beautiful woman kept moving around.
It collapsed...
Zhu Qing'an felt a headache coming on, and his face flushed as he saw the dumbfounded expressions on the faces of those guarding the door.
Meng Qingluan paused for two seconds, then quickly turned to look at Chen Yan.
"What do we do? It's collapsed."
"Change to another one."
Shen Yan paused for two seconds, then couldn't help but chuckle, and pulled Meng Qingluan down from the carriage.
The British and American women were already waiting at the gate of the mansion. They were originally leading the beautiful pigs, but unexpectedly, the two pigs smelled their owners' scent and broke free from their reins and ran away.
They quickly gathered around Meng Qingluan, chattering with concern.
"Madam, are you alright?"
"Madam, the climate in the North is bitterly cold. Are you frostbitten anywhere?"
"Madam, you seem to have lost a lot of weight. Is it because the food there isn't to your liking?"
"Didn't you go without a decent meal?"
"lady……"
The two girls kept talking at once, leaving Meng Qingluan caught in the middle, unsure of which question to answer.
Before Meng Qingluan could answer, Yingbang suddenly cried out "Ouch!" and pointed to the wound on Meng Qingluan's face.
"Madam, you're injured..."
"You've suffered, madam."
Their eyes immediately reddened, and the maids and servants standing behind them also had red eyes.
The lady must not die.
They still had so much gossip to tell, so much more to hear.
Meng Qingluan helplessly patted their heads, and fearing they would worry, she could only lie and explain.
"My injury isn't serious. I just slipped and fell when I got off the carriage. Don't you believe your mistress's abilities?"
"Believe! Believe!"
"Alright, stop crying. Your face is so fair and pretty. Be careful not to cry and make your face chapped. It will break my heart."
“Madam…” The two men looked at her expectantly, their cheeks slightly flushed, and said at the same time, “You are so kind!”
"Okay, good boy! Madam is hungry. Go and tell the kitchen to start cooking something like braised pork."
"good."
"..."
The two immediately turned around, directed the servants to do their own things, and then dashed off to the kitchen to make the announcement.
On a tree branch not far away, Li Zhanlan silently raised his hand to cover the eyes of the object in his arms.
"Xiangxiang, don't look, it's too bloody."
"Hmph—"
Even Shiyi couldn't help but frown.
What did Meng Qingluan feed the pig?
She used to be as thin as two big black rats, but now she's fair and plump. She must have used some kind of magic.
hateful!
Perhaps because he was injured by Ruhua, Zhu Qing'an did not come to the restaurant to eat with them that night, but ate in his room instead.
Meng Qingluan nodded and instructed the servants to deliver the candied plums she had bought, while she and Shen Yan ate them together.
Shen Yan had barely taken two bites when someone from the palace summoned him to the palace.
Helpless, Shen Yan could only put down his chopsticks and go inside to change into his official robes. Before leaving, he returned to the dining room to say goodbye to Meng Qingluan.
Meng Qingluan quickly stuffed a boneless chicken wing into his mouth.
"Eat it quickly, or the old emperor will start nagging again."
Chen Yan ate a chicken wing and mumbled something indistinctly.
"Don't wait for me tonight, go to bed early."
"Yes, I know."
"I'm leaving."
"Bye-bye, I'll miss you."
As Meng Qingluan peeled the bones from the chicken wings, she didn't forget to look up and say goodbye to him.
"..."
Shen Yan left the side hall.
Meng Qingluan was focused on eating when she suddenly saw a figure rush in through the door.
Chen Yan is back again.
Before she could even ask a question, she was given a quick kiss on the cheek.
"..."
Before Meng Qingluan could react to his sudden kiss, another kiss landed on her other cheek.
"I'll miss you too."
Shen Yan blushed, but spoke with utmost seriousness.
Before Meng Qingluan could respond, he hurriedly turned and ran out the door.
The servants standing in the hall smiled as they witnessed this scene, and many of the unmarried women blushed.
Lord Shen and his wife are so sweet!
Meng Qingluan took a deep breath and pretended to eat her food as if nothing was wrong, but she couldn't suppress the redness on her earlobes, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on her back.
"It must be because the ground heating is too hot," Meng Qingluan thought to herself, trying to justify her actions.
…
That night, Meng Qingluan couldn't wait for Shen Yanxi any longer, so she went to sleep by herself.
In her hazy sleep, she suddenly felt a coolness beside her and smelled a familiar scent mixed with a chilly air.
She rubbed her eyes and asked.
"You're back?"
“Hmm,” Shen Yan froze upon hearing her voice, “Did I wake you up?”
"No, I wasn't really asleep," Meng Qingluan said in a hoarse voice. "How did it go? Why did it take you so long to get back? Was it not going well?"
Shen Yan lay on the pillow, his voice full of exhaustion.
"It went very smoothly, except the emperor insisted on keeping me company while we chatted."
"Is he sick?" Meng Qingluan's eyelids twitched, and she couldn't help but curse, "Where is the Crown Prince?"
"The Crown Prince has been captured by the Emperor's men and is now imprisoned in the Cold Palace where the former Crown Prince was once held. The Empress... has been deposed."
Meng Qingluan's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but sigh, "This emperor is indeed too ruthless."
His own biological son was framed and made a scapegoat, and he was even to be dealt with tonight.
Chen Yan buried himself in Meng Qingluan's arms.
"A victory celebration banquet will be held three days later."
"Should I go too?"
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