My Empress is My Bad Girl

"Five or six nursing homes guarded my sister's yard and no one was allowed to approach. I was going in and was beaten back. Damn, does my father really want to starve my sister to death?"

Jin Lan raised her eyebrows: "Your sister is born with her, right?"

"Of course it is!" Wei Jintai said and hesitated, "Should it be?"

Jin Lan was funny and stretched out her hand: "Give me the pastry."

"Give you?"

"I'll send it in for you."

"But even I am not allowed to enter those nursing homes..."

"Don't worry, I can get in. And, I promise not to disturb the nursing home."

"That's great!"

Wei Jintai hurriedly stuffed him pastries, "Please, Mr. Jin."

Jin Lan nodded, walked two steps forward, and turned back: "You have to show me the way."

Wei Jintai hurriedly followed.

After walking around for a while, Wei Jintai stopped, pointed to a courtyard not far away, and said, "That's the courtyard where my sister lives. There are six guarded courtyards."

"I know."

Jin Lan took the pastry and walked two steps forward. With a flash of figure, she jumped onto a tree, then jumped over the wall, and the two jumps disappeared.

It was so neat that Wei Jintai was stunned.

He muttered to himself: "It is said that Mr. Jin is a literati. Why does this literati have such good skills?"

Jin Lan perfectly avoided the sight of the nursing home and landed firmly in the courtyard of Hongluan.

It was already night, and the people in the yard had stopped.

Only the front room was still lit.

Jin Lan walked over and knocked gently on the door.

Hong Luan's voice came from inside: "Xiao Tao? Go to bed, I'll do some stitching."

"I'm Jin Lan." Jin Lan said.

It was quiet for a while, and then there was a slightly flustered footsteps. The door was opened. Hong Luan stood at the door, looking at him in surprise, almost unclear: "You, Jin, Jin..."

"I'm Jin Lan." Jin Lan looked at her in the night with gentle eyes.

"Master Xiao Jin, why are you here?" Hong Luan was frightened.

This is her boudoir.

Jin Lan gave him the pastry in her hand: "This is your brother bought."

"Atay?" Hong Luan took the cake and looked outside, "Why didn't you see him? Did he bring you here? This kid is so naive!"

"Your brother is also worried about you. He wants to deliver it by himself, but he can't beat the several nursing homes outside. I took the initiative to help."

Hong Luan stepped aside: "Come in and talk."

Jin Lan stood still and said, "Your boudoir, it's inappropriate for me to go in."

Hong Luan smiled and said, "Master Xiao Jin is a gentleman. If you are always outside and seen by other servants, it will be even worse."

Jin Lan thought that it was so, and followed her into the house.

The layout of Hongluan's bedroom is simple and elegant, and the large embroidery frame in the corner of the room is extremely eye-catching.

Seeing Jin Lan watch it, she explained: "I don't know how to do anything else. When I'm idle, I do some embroidery."

Jin Lan said, "Although I don't know much about this, the embroidery work you do is better than those embroiderers in my house."

"Not good, far behind my master."

"Do you have a master?"

"It's the embroidery master invited by my father from the south."

"That's it."

"Sir Xiao Jin, please sit down." Hongluan moved the stool and asked him to sit down, then poured him a cup of tea.

Jin Lan gave her the pastry: "I heard Master Wei say that you have not eaten for a long time."

Hongluan took the pastry, took a piece, put it to his mouth, took a bite, and smiled: "You can't be hungry for a long time."