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Chapter 118 The Princess and the Slave (29)

"What is the meaning of this, Your Highness Princess!"

After being trapped in the side hall of Yongle Palace for several days, how could Mrs. He not know Luo Qinghuan's intentions? Luo Qinghuan must have had some plans in deliberately leaving her here.

It’s also my fault that I’ve lived too comfortably these years, and I didn’t pay attention to Chu Qinghuan’s ways!

Old Mrs. He, who was stopped by Ye Yi again, hit the ground hard with her cane, glaring angrily at the tall man in front of her who was silent but firmly blocking the door, but she spoke to Luo Qinghuan, who was standing behind the man. of.

Luo Qinghuan smiled, raised her hand and gently took off the bird-shaped silver hairpin on her head. The silver wings trembled with her movements. Luo Qinghuan broke the decorative bird wings on the hairpin with a little force with her index finger. .

"The flying bird hairpins made by craftsmen in the palace are exquisite, but it's a pity that they are flashy. If they are seen by good people, they may think that I live too extravagantly in the palace. Old Madam, you also understand that being eye-catching is nothing after all. Good thing."

Mrs. He turned pale immediately, and immediately realized that there was something in Luo Qinghuan's words.Although the old lady did not ask about the government, she knew that He Shu had been frequently used by Chu Yu in the past few years, and that the He family's army was sent to the northern Xinjiang to quell the chaos this time, which was not a good thing at all.

However, He Shu was instigated by Chu Yan and wanted to go with all his heart, but the old lady couldn't persuade him.

It seems that the emperor is really suspicious of the He family.

Mrs. He was organizing her words to argue. In her eyes, Luo Qinghuan dared to do such a thing only after being ordered by Chu Yu.

But before she could make a sound, Luo Qinghuan spoke first, "It's getting cold, the old matriarch should pay attention to his body. Don't worry, the old matriarch—the time when he returns to court is the day when the matriarch returns home. Pingyang means what he says."

It seems that Luo Qinghuan did not expect Luo Qinghuan to speak out so quickly, Mrs. He was taken aback for a moment, and her steps froze in place.

Luo Qinghuan turned around and put her arm on Ruan Er's arm, then ignored him and left the side hall in a graceful manner. Ye Yi nodded politely to Mrs. He and quickly closed the door.

Seeing this scene, the maids around Mrs. He gathered beside Mrs. He and complained. Mrs. Mrs. He tightened her crutches and snorted coldly.

………………

Luo Qinghuan didn't go far when he ran into an acquaintance. The man was standing quietly in the Jingxin Pavilion near the Imperial Garden. His green clothes matched the bamboo forest outside the pavilion.

Because it was too familiar, Luo Qinghuan recognized the person just from the back.

That person is - Nalan Yue.

Luo Qinghuan kept walking towards the Jingxin Pavilion, until she got close to Nalan Yue, and then she slowly stopped.

Hearing the footsteps coming from behind, Nalan Yue turned his head in confusion.

I haven't seen him for a while, but Nalan Yue's appearance has become more and more beautiful. After staying in Nalan's house for so long, the appearance of him standing here looking at the scenery is more like a son of a noble family, and because Nalan Yue's mother is He was from Northern Xinjiang, and his eyes that were different from those of the Wei people made him particularly eye-catching.

The maids around him all stared at him blankly, not even noticing Luo Qinghuan approaching.

"Princess, princess, lord..."

It wasn't until Nalan Yue made a move that the maids saw that the person who was coming was Princess Pingyang, and knelt down on their soft legs, unable to speak a complete sentence.

"His Highness, Your Highness?!" Nalan Yue seemed unable to believe that the person in front of him was Luo Qinghuan, his eyes wandered for a long time before falling on Luo Qinghuan's face, and his pupils lit up instantly after hearing Luo Qinghuan's sigh. point.

"Long time no see, are you okay?"

Nalan Yue's emotions suddenly became agitated. As soon as Luo Qinghuan's words fell, the man suddenly reached out and hugged her waist.

"Finally, I finally see His Highness, slave, I miss His Highness so much!"

Feeling that the cloth around her waist was getting slightly wet, Luo Qinghuan was silent, and looked down at him. The sun was falling on the jade crown above Nalan Yue's head, and it was foggy and distracting.Luo Qinghuan raised her hand that was hanging by her side halfway and put it down again, quietly looking at the man who hugged her tighter and tighter.

"Since you are the son of Nalan Mansion, what do you look like?"

Nalan Yue's body froze, and he slowly raised his head, his blue eyes shone with a look of grievance, which made Luo Qinghuan look away uncomfortably, and missed Nalan Yue's eyes a shade of darkness.

"In my heart, His Highness's position will never change."

Nalan Yue said so, and leaned Luo Qinghuan against him with a little force.

Nalan Yue, who followed Luo Qinghuan all the way, seemed to have returned to his previous appearance at the Princess Mansion. Luo Qinghuan did not ask him why he left, and Nalan Yue did not explain.When the two of them reached the depths of the Royal Garden, Nalan Yue suddenly stopped.

As his footsteps stopped, there was also his soft voice.

Nalan Yue pursed his lips and looked at Luo Qinghuan, and asked cautiously: "Princess, slave - can you still stay with the princess?"

"Nalan Yue, you are now the legitimate second son of the Nalan family, I don't want to have another feud with the Nalan family."

Although this was just a joke, Nalan Yue knew that Luo Qinghuan was referring to Nalan Lin's matter, and thought that she was really worried about this issue. He frowned and thought for a moment, and then said softly: "Princess, slave, slave We are working hard, and we will soon be able to convince Nalan, father, as long as the princess allows the slave to follow you..."

"Since you left, why come back again," Nalan Yue's groveling look made the smile on Luo Qinghuan's face shrink slightly, "If I remember correctly, I forced you to do so."

"No, no, it was His Highness who saved the slave. The slave entered the princess mansion voluntarily and was willing to stay with the princess for the rest of his life!"

For a lifetime.

As a princess, Chu Qinghuan also fantasized about finding a man for the rest of her life, but unfortunately, Gu Zihang was the only one she saw and was not willing.

Luo Qinghuan was stunned by these words, looking at Nalan Yue's beautiful and delicate face with complex eyes, and a tingling feeling came from the bottom of her heart, reminding her how guilty the original owner was.The former owner always followed Gu Zihang's eyes, never noticed Nalan Yue, but in the end, this man died because of her.

When she came to her senses, Nalan Yue bent his legs and suddenly knelt down in front of her.

"you!"

Luo Qinghuan quickly reached out to help her up, but Nalan Yue stubbornly knelt on the ground, staring up at her face.

"The slave already belongs to the princess, please keep the slave!"

"Get up, what are you doing?"

"If the princess disagrees, I will kneel here forever!"

Luo Qinghuan admitted that her heart softened at this moment, and Nalan Yue looked at her with tears in her eyes, but she couldn't say a word of rejection.

However, protecting Nalan Yue was one of the original owner's wishes. Luo Qinghuan was not very relieved to have Nalan Lin in the Nalan family.

Chu Yu is not a fool. Seeing that Luo Qinghuan had gained a firm foothold in the harem, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to government affairs. How could he fail to see that the Nalan family's power was already too great. If Chu Yu took action against the Nalan family in the future, Nalan Yue couldn't avoid being implicated.

　I was very helpless at the end of the day. There were too many things at home, but I have recovered from today.

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