The correct way to slap the face quickly

In the middle palace late at night, the lights were brightly lit, and the guards outside were patrolling diligently. Everything was normal.

Mo Ran sat at the table, supporting her head with one hand and holding a ring wrapped in golden light with the other. She held the thing in front of her, observed it carefully, and studied it for a long time, but she couldn't figure out a reason.

Looking at the greedy expression of 8457 looking at this thing, she shook her head in a funny way, pushed the thing in front of 8457 with a gentle push of her hand, and said, "Here, eat it, I promise you."

"Ouch" 8457 opened his mouth excitedly and swallowed the thing, and burped subconsciously.

"Thank you host. I have to digest it for a few days. Don't miss me."

After saying that, she turned around and disappeared. Mo Ran could clearly feel that he was sleeping in her mind. After he was dormant, he would probably grow up again.

Thinking about Zuo Lan's next situation, Mo Ran couldn't hold back the smile on his face. He was so looking forward to it.

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In the quiet Minglan Palace, there was not even a single figure at this time.

Zuo Lan sat on the chair with dull eyes, thinking repeatedly about what to do next.

In the past, when she had space, she could care less about the slaves who deducted their share and criticized their meals, but now?With no space left, do they want to cook for themselves again?It is no longer possible.

And now she couldn't even think about surrendering to Dongfang Tomorrow. She had no trump cards. Her eyes scanned the whole room unconsciously. Suddenly, a ray of light burst out from her eyes. She saw the bottle of spiritual spring water on the table. .

She quickly stood up and took the bottle of spiritual spring water on the table in her hand. This was the only spiritual spring water she had now. Maybe she could regain everything she wanted with this.

How do we do this?She needs to think about it.

The next morning

After Chunmei woke up, she helped Zuo Lan wash up, and then started to cook as usual, but found that there were no ingredients.

She returned to the main room, looked at Zuo Lan and said, "Madam, there are no ingredients in the kitchen. You have to get some more ingredients."

Zuo Lan was silent for a while and said, "Chunmei, we will never have anything like that again."

Chunmei was stunned for a moment and said doubtfully: "Mother, why is this?"

Zuo Lan took out the bottle of water and said with a lonely look: "I used all my spiritual power to condense so much spiritual water, but I didn't expect that my spiritual power would never be restored."

Chunmei looked at the water in Zuo Lan's hand, and then at the pale Zuo Lan. Her tears flowed down, and she said distressedly: "Mother, why are you doing this? Even if you don't do this, Your Majesty will still think about it." clearly."

Zuo Lan apologized to Chunmei in her heart. She closed her eyes and said softly: "It's not an option to delay it like this. Since he wants it, I will give it to him."

"Empress!" Chunmei cried out, she was really not worth it. Your Majesty treated your empress like this, and she even sacrificed herself to offer medicine to him. In comparison, she might as well have married Lord Furui.

"My dear wife, if I had known this, why would you enter the palace? It would be great to marry Master Furui. If you are the mistress of the house, why do you have to suffer such bullying!"

Zuo Lan's eyes lit up. There was one missing male protagonist in her plan. Chunmei's words reminded her.

She pretended to be sad and said: "What's the use of saying this now? I have no fate with Master Furui after all."

Chunmei was a little hesitant. Seeing her sadness, she said, "The day before yesterday, Mr. Furui asked someone to ask my servant how you are doing. He must be aware that people in this palace are used to flattering others and putting down others, and he is afraid that you will be wronged."

Zuo Lan nodded and said touchedly: "I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful."

Chunmei nodded. Zuo Lan looked at the bottle of spiritual spring water on the table and said, "Although this bottle of spiritual water has been condensed, we can't hand it over like this. If we hand it over like this, I'm afraid we will be in trouble in the future." Even sadder.”

Chunmei nodded, such a small bottle was simply not enough. After His Majesty gets the medicine, he will not let the empress go.

Zuo Lan said sadly: "We need a life-saving charm to save our lives."

Chunmei raised her face and looked at her, waiting for her next words. Pain flashed across Zuo Lan's face, "Chunmei, I need a child!"

Chunmei nodded in agreement, but thinking about the medicine she gave to Dongfang tomorrow and it didn't work at all, she said helplessly: "But Madam, we also used that medicine, but it didn't work. The miracle doctor said, then The medicine may not be suitable for your Majesty’s constitution, so it won’t work.”

Zuo Lan turned away and said cruelly: "In that case, then we don't have to deal with him."

Chunmei's eyes widened and she said: "Mother...Mother...don't scare me, what did you just say?"

Zuo Lan took a deep breath, held Chunmei's hand tightly and said, "Chunmei, I don't want to either, but we have no choice. You will help me, right?" Zuo Lan was so anxious that he didn't even use "I" .

Chunmei was stared at so urgently by Zuo Lan, and her original nervousness slowly calmed down. She firmly held Zuo Lan's hand back and said, "Don't worry, my lady, I will definitely help you."

Zuo Lan was relieved, and immediately her tears flowed out. She looked at Chunmei and said, "Chunmei, I'm lucky to have you."

From that day on, Chunmei began to frequent Minglan Palace. She sneaked out every time, carrying a letter when she went out.

After a while, the guards responsible for monitoring Minglan Palace also received orders from above and turned a blind eye to Chunmei's actions, which made Chunmei's actions more convenient.

Mo Ran is the queen in charge of various palaces. Even without 8457's monitoring, she noticed the anomalies in Minglan Palace.

Qingzhu reported the information he had just obtained to Mo Ran.

Concubine Rong and Concubine Yun sitting aside were shocked. Is Chunmei acting as a matchmaker?I just don’t know who that man is, but Zuo Lan is really very courageous.

Mo Ran smiled and said to Qingzhu: "Don't worry about it. Just pretend you don't know and there's no need to investigate further. Just go down and tell those people and keep watching."

"Yes" Qingzhu accepted the order and went down to arrange manpower.

"Do you know who it is?" Concubine Rong asked curiously.

Mo Ran took a sip of tea and said: "We can send people to keep an eye on it, but His Majesty hasn't sent anyone to keep an eye on it? Your Majesty hasn't gotten the news yet. Why? Because that person is someone whom Your Majesty trusts, and he is keeping an eye on Zuo Lan." people."

Concubine Rong was smart and knew everything. She said in surprise: "You mean, it's him?"

Mo Ran smiled and nodded. Yun Bin, who was watching them play riddles on the side, said anxiously: "Who is it?"

Mo Ran lowered his head to drink tea, but smiled and said nothing. Concubine Rong sighed, rolled her eyes at Concubine Yun beside her, and said helplessly: "Who did Your Majesty ask to look at Minglan Palace?"

"The Royal Guards." Yun Bin said matter-of-factly.

"Then who do the Imperial Guards listen to?" Seeing that she had not thought of it yet, Concubine Rong continued to ask.

Yun Bin immediately covered her mouth and said, "Fu Rui?"

"correct."

"Why is Zuo Lan going to such trouble?" Yun Bin was puzzled.

Mo Ran had an unfathomable look on his face and looked at Concubine Rong aside. Concubine Rong suddenly realized, "She wants to confuse the royal bloodline?"

"She is so bold? This is a major crime against the nine clans, and... the emperor is not..." Yun Bin said in surprise.

Mo Ran nodded and said with a smile: "We know, but Concubine Lan doesn't know. She is probably very proud now."

"How pitiful!" Yun Bin said she was pitiful, but her face was full of gloating.