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Chapter 110 Stepping into his world for the first time

Ming Lanruo endured her shame and said expressionlessly: "What about that? I have to go back to see Xiao Xi..."

"Isn't your son going to the palace to accompany the Queen Mother?" Cang Qiao narrowed her eyes and exposed her lies unceremoniously.

Ming Lanruo choked: "……."

It was a mistake. Although she agreed to let Xiao Xi accompany the Queen Mother before leaving the palace, Cang Qiao, as the governor of the East Factory, could not hide the matters in the palace from him.

Ming Lanruo coughed lightly: "I didn't forget it for a while."

Although she thought that he would treat his illness in exchange for his protection, she did not want to spend too much unclear time with Cang Qiao in private.

Cang Qiao didn't bother to expose her this time. After all, she scolded Shangguan Hongye and made him feel very good.

"Next time you dare to lie to our family, you won't be able to pass the test so easily."

Ming Lanruo lowered her eyes and tried to change the subject: "Since you are here, you can save me from having to go to Dongchang again to check my pulse, right?"

Cang Qiao lazily raised his wrist and rested it on her thigh: "Yeah."

Today he was wearing a plain white cloud-patterned tapestry robe, and his long hair was tied casually on top of his head with a white jade crown and then let down.

If you don't look at the sinister look on his brows, his jade-like face looks like the heirloom of Wang Jue's family.

Ming Lanruo looked at the hand on her thigh, resisted the urge to shake his hand away, silently lifted his sleeve for him, put her fingers on his wrist, and began to feel his pulse.

Feeling that his pulse had stabilized a lot, she was stunned for a moment: "What good thing has happened these days to allow Mr. Qiantose to rest so well?"

Cang Qiao looked at her and smiled: "Because the free-range cats have been very good recently, they scratched away a male cat who came to the house and was in heat."

Ming Lanruo: "Ah...oh, maybe they are a couple."

Listening to his nonsense, this man is not as caring as a pet, and he even scratched the male cat away.

Cang Qiao grabbed her wrist with his backhand and said sullenly: "Do you think they are a couple?"

Ming Lanruo was confused: "I don't know. If you don't like your cat being taken away by another male cat, then you can find a veterinarian for sterilization."

She did know that there was a veterinarian in the alley of Beixiang, Beijing, who was the best at grooming animals.

Cang Qiao looked at her silly, charming and round eyes, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh.

He lazily scratched her chin with his fingertips: "That won't work. Our family is still thinking of letting that little female cat give birth to some cubs for me."

When he gets better and tames her disobedient little female cat, sooner or later she will have a few cubs in her belly.

Ming Lanruo narrowed her eyes when he scratched her chin, avoided his hand, and couldn't help but blush. Is this uncle planning to breed his free-range female cat?

"Is that a Persian cat in your home?" She was a little curious.

Cang Qiao hooked the tail of her soft hair and played with it: "Yes, the breed is extremely precious, and those unscrupulous male cats can't get their hands on it."

Only he can enjoy it.

Ming Lanruo smiled: "Okay, as long as you are happy."

This man is so domineering that he has to control even a cat strictly.

"That's what you said." Cang Qiao suddenly smiled, charmingly.

Ming Lanruo was so annoyed by him that she thought to herself that it was none of his business if his cat was bred like this, so what did it have to do with her.

But while she was giving him the injection, she still said perfunctorily: "Yeah, yeah, if you have nothing to do, take a rest, take a nap, and stop talking."

Cang Qiao didn't care about her perfunctory, she closed her eyes and rested in a good mood, and stopped talking.

The carriage drove for half an hour when it suddenly stopped.

The little eunuch outside said respectfully: "Master, we are here."

Cang Qiao got off the carriage and reached out to Ming Lanruo: "Come down."

On Minglan day, I was drowsy while riding in the car. Suddenly the curtain was lifted and he handed me his hand.

His hands were beautiful, white and slender, but she hesitated for a moment, but still didn't help them, and got out of the car while holding up her skirt.

Cang Qiao just laughed at her little disobedience and went to get an umbrella.

Ming Lanruo looked at the scenery in front of her and couldn't help but slightly widen her eyes: "It's so beautiful!"

This is a large area of ​​wintersweet blooming in the mountain forest. The pale yellow wintersweet is in full bloom, and the cool and moist air is full of the fragrance of wintersweet.

Under the fine rain and mist, petals fell all over the ground, like a fragrant carpet, covering the moss and stone slabs, like an ethereal fairyland.

Cang Qiao held up an umbrella to cover her head: "The flowers are in full bloom, do you like it?"

Ming Lanruo was stunned for a moment, feeling a little complicated, but finally said honestly: "I like it."

The wintersweet should have withered long ago in March. This is the season of the first peach. Maybe it is because of the abnormal weather this year that this rare beauty is possible.

He smiled slightly: "Would you like to go in and take a look?"

He did not force her to submit as domineeringly as before, but rather acted like a gentle gentleman, patiently waiting for the answer from the woman he loved.

Ming Lanruo was silent. She didn't know why she hesitated. Whether it was to take care of his emotional stability or because she still needed his protection, she should have agreed.

But for some reason, she always felt that if she followed him into the woods, she would enter a world that belonged to him.

Maybe, this is an illusion.



She finally nodded.

He held an umbrella with a smile, covering her from the wind and rain, and walked towards the plum forest.

I don't know where the mountain forest is, but there are only two of him and her. He stands so close, as if he can protect her from the wind and rain for the rest of her life.

In the quiet forest, she could only hear her own heartbeat gradually getting a little faster. She frowned slightly, not liking that she was so easily affected by the people around her.

"Where is this?"

She simply looked around and asked.

Cang Qiao said: "A place in the mountains on the outskirts of Beijing was originally the courtyard of a beloved concubine during the late emperor's time."

Ming Lanruo was stunned: "It can be seen that this garden has put a lot of thought into it. Then His Majesty the Emperor thinks that he loves the concubine very much."

Doting on each other to the point of setting up a villa outside the palace for him.

Cang Qiao's expression was indifferent: "Maybe, but so what, it's just a fleeting thing. Now the late emperor and his concubines have fallen into mud, and only this plum forest is left alive."

Just like him, there is no telling how long the wild plum forest will remain in full bloom.

"Ming Lanruo looked at Cang Qiao's expression, and there was a sad and mocking look between her eyebrows.

She was stunned, and she couldn't help but reached out and caressed his eyebrows: "Such a sad look is not suitable for you, Mr. Qiantose, you don't look like a person who is living alone."

He is such an arrogant and unruly man.

Cang Qiao lowered his eyes to look at her, reached out and gently held her wrist, and suddenly smiled: "Why, you also feel sorry for me?"

Ming Lanruo said calmly: "I just think that people like you, even if you live in this world, will make many people's lives more miserable than you."

Cang Qiao looked at her and suddenly couldn't help laughing wildly: "Hahaha... The one who really knows me is you."

His little female cat really sees through him.

Ming Lanruo couldn't help but blush as she watched him bury his face in her palms.

This man is really...

[The author has something to say]

It’s half past twelve in the second watch, so the review will probably be very late. I want to ask everyone, when you first clicked in and read the beginning, did you think this was a cool article, or a sad article?


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