No matter whether his body can recover or not, he will never let her escape from him again, even if he knows that she belongs to him in his heart.
As if she could feel his gaze, the sleeping little woman suddenly turned around and buried her face in his arms.
Cang Qiao chuckled, gently and carefully took her into his arms, and closed her eyes.
When Ming Lanruo woke up, it was already bright outside the window.
She was startled and immediately sat up.
Cang Qiao was no longer in the room.
She had a headache and rubbed her eyebrows. Really, why did she fall asleep on that man's lap? She is not usually such a big-hearted person!
Damn it, I obviously thought that I must use his hand to escape from Prince Mourning's Mansion right away!
But now that Cang Qiao is gone, what will happen next?
She was scratching her head depressedly when there was a knock on the door - "dong dong"
"Has Princess Mourning woke up?" and the father-in-law's voice sounded outside the door.
Ming Lanruo's eyes suddenly lit up and she and her father-in-law didn't leave. Does that mean Cang Qiao didn't leave either!?
She immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the door to open it.
He and his father-in-law were not surprised at all when they saw her disheveled appearance. They just asked: "Princess, your waist is feeling better?"
Ming Lanruo felt a little embarrassed and pulled her hair: "Much better."
Although she didn't want to admit it, she later discovered that her waist did not hurt much anymore.
Cang Qiao forcibly rubbed her injury last night, and it was very effective.
Ming Lanruo hesitated for a moment: "Master Qiansui...is gone?"
Hearing this, his father-in-law motioned to the young eunuch beside him to hand over a set of clothes and jewelry.
Ming Lanruo was stunned: "Is this?"
He and his father-in-law smiled: "Today is the third day of the Queen's Thousand Autumn Festival. Of course, the thousand-year-old master will enter the palace, and according to the regulations, the emperor's wives will also enter the palace to see the queen and wish the queen a birthday."
Ming Lanruo's pupils shrank and she looked at Eunuch He in disbelief: "You mean, I... I also want to enter the palace?"
Over the years, not to mention entering the palace, even getting out of the palace has taken a lot of effort!
He and the father-in-law raised their eyebrows: "Why, Princess Mourning doesn't want to enter the palace? No wonder, everyone in the palace is waiting to see your joke."
Ming Lanruo stroked those gorgeous dresses and jewelry, and a determined light flashed in her eyes: "Of course not, I'm going to change clothes right now."
Now that he has decided to leave the house, stop hiding from the world, and let Xiao Xi live a good life, he is already prepared for what he will encounter.
As soon as she turned around, she suddenly thought of something again and asked hesitantly: "Can father-in-law see my child Xiaoxi?"
Worried that Nanny Zhang and Lao Zhong would be harmful to Xiao Xi, she refused to let Xiao Xi stay with her for the past few days and hid him in the yard where she grew herbs.
Although the child was clever and precocious due to the environment, he was still only four years old.
He and his father-in-law twitched in shame. His nose, which had been kicked and bleeding, seemed to hurt again. He said angrily: "Don't worry, no one dares to hurt the young master."
That little baby is just like a strange little milk cat, wild and strong, and also very good at eating.
Ming Lanruo was relieved.
Cang Qiao still needs her medical treatment, so no one should dare to hurt her baby.
After a while, she went out and changed into the robe of the concubine, and followed her father-in-law to the door of the mansion.
As we passed the outer courtyard, the air was filled with a strange smell of burnt flesh.
Suddenly, someone was heard shouting at Ming Lanruo at the top of his lungs: "Mother...Mother...for the sake of the old slave who has taken care of you all these years...save the old slave!"
Ming Lanruo followed the sound and saw two figures with burnt skin and smelly flesh huddled together. Their human shapes could still be vaguely discerned. They were Nanny Zhang and Lao Zhong.
The royal guards on the side are spreading charcoal fire next to it.
He shook his fly whisk with his father-in-law and stood in front of Ming Lanruo: "Princess, let's go, don't let these dirty things stain your eyes."
Ming Lanruo smiled: "I'm not afraid. I'll say goodbye to Grandma Zhang. After all, she's taken care of me these years."
Then, she crossed over to her father-in-law, walked to Nanny Zhang and squatted down: "Nanny Zhang, you have worked hard these years."
Nanny Zhang endured the severe pain of burning flesh and tried to pull the hem of her skirt: "Mother, please save me. I have taken care of you and the young master for so many years..."
Ming Lanruo took a step back and said calmly: "But your fate today is exactly what I have prepared for you. If you harm others, you will eventually harm yourself. Just live with it well."
"You..." Aunt Zhang looked at her in shock and pain.
The beautiful and delicate brows of the woman in front of her actually revealed the decisive and ruthless nature of a superior, as if the soft to cowardly princess never existed.
Ming Lanruo ignored them, stood up, left with her father-in-law, and got into the carriage.
A quarter of an hour later, the carriage was in front of the imperial city.
Ming Lanruo got off the carriage and looked at the majestic palace city with its red walls and blue tiles, and she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
She has been working as a companion to the princess in the palace since she was a child, and she often comes to the palace.
But four years ago, she was reduced from the sweet girl of heaven to the princess of the underworld. She never thought that she could still stand here.
She chuckled lightly, lifted up her skirt calmly and followed the palace guests into the palace.
Everyone along the way saw her expression and were stunned for a moment, then as if they had seen a ghost. They started talking as soon as she passed by.
No one dared to go all the way with Ming Lanruo, and they all stayed away from her.
Ming Lanruo just pretended not to see it and followed the flow of worshipers to the Queen's residence, Fengkun Palace.
Ruan Shanggong, who was responsible for welcoming the emperor's wife, received the news that Ming Lanruo had also arrived, and a gloomy look appeared on her face.
How could such a filthy woman enter the palace?!
She looked at Ming Lanruo who was coming not far away, frowned and coldly told the maid next to her a few words.
Ming Lanruo was walking along the flow of people when suddenly two maids from Fengkun Palace stood in front of her: "Stop!"
Ming Lanruo stopped and asked, "What do you two want?"
A palace maid looked at her with disdain: "You are a ghostly princess, and you are unlucky. It is the queen's grace that you are allowed to leave the palace today. You can just kneel here and kowtow to the queen."
The palace maid did not lower her voice, and everyone around her heard her and cast mocking glances at Ming Lanruo.
Ming Lanruo was stunned for a moment: "Kowtow and pay homage here?"
They are not allowed to enter the palace and are only allowed to worship on the palace road. This is the treatment of sinners.
Especially in public, it was a real insult. She knew she would be embarrassed when entering the palace, but she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
"That's right, why don't you kneel down and kowtow!" the palace maid said arrogantly and impatiently.
Ming Lanruo asked in a neither humble nor arrogant tone: "Is this the Queen's decree or is it an imperial edict?"
The two palace maids were stunned for a moment, and it was Ruan Shanggong who ordered them.
But in their eyes, Ruan Shang Palace represents the queen!
"An unlucky person entered Fengkun Palace and bumped into the Queen and other nobles. Can you bear the responsibility?" The eldest palace maid who spoke first angrily scolded Ming Lanruo loudly.
The people around who came to see Ming Lanruo heard this and started sarcastically mocking Ming Lanruo——
"An immoral woman is buried with a ghostly bride. She has really polluted the place of the empress!"
"If I were her, I would have hung herself with a rope. How can I still show up in the palace without any shame?!"
"It's just... so unlucky!"
Palace Maid Fengkun, who had the support of everyone, sneered at Ming Lanruo: "I advise you to kneel down here quickly and kowtow to the Queen. You, a ghostly married princess, cannot bear the charge of disrespecting the Queen!"
They can't step on other noble girls, but a lowly woman like Ming Lanruo dares not to listen to them?