After a while, Old Man Tang suddenly knocked on the door—
"Little girl, are you okay? That brat can't hold on any longer!"
Ming Lanruo took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and half hugged and half supported Cang Qiao: "Okay, Mr. Tang, Aunt Wusang, come in."
This time, the man she was supporting was as quiet as a young man holding his sweetheart, and he listened to her in everything he said.
They followed Aunt Wu Sang and Mr. Tang into the steaming cage in the inner room.
Ming Lanruo stood at the door, looking at his strange dark eyes, and warned: "This time, be good and don't come out no matter what you hear, otherwise you will die, what hope do you have?"
Cang Qiao frowned, but still reluctantly hummed: "Yeah."
Ming Lanruo watched Aunt Wu Sang close the door, then turned around with some dejection and slowly walked out of Cang Qiao's house.
"Miss, let's go." Grandma Wang came over and held an umbrella for her.
Ming Lanruo nodded slightly, and the two of them were sent back to Prince Mourn's Mansion by Xiao Qizi.
Entering the study, she suddenly looked at Grandma Wang who was closing her umbrella: "My grandfather is a very open-minded person, isn't he?"
Otherwise, how could he inherit the Red Blood Legion as long as he proves his ability?
Grandma Wang's expression became a little darker: "Yes, Marshal Xiao is a very enlightened person. He has always believed that women are no worse than men. He once opened a female military school for the female dependents of military generals to enroll."
"Teach your mother the same way you teach men. If Miss Guanyin had not been frail when she came out of her mother's womb, she would probably have gone to the battlefield to fight."
Ming Lanruo sighed softly: "It's a pity that when I was born, my grandfather and uncles were all killed, and the Xiao family was secretly exterminated. I have never seen the glory of that year."
She stretched out her hand to catch the cold rain dripping from the eaves, thinking expressionlessly——
His Majesty Emperor Ming is really an annoying person. After so many years, he has refused to let go or let go of the Xiao family.
Now even she, a woman with a different surname, is gradually no longer tolerated. This is the intention to punish the nine tribes...I am afraid that even the Duke of Ming Dynasty will not let her go in the end.
Her previous life was too full of twists and turns. In this life, she originally wanted to be like a tree or a house, sheltering her loved ones, but now the emperor at dawn is like a cold and uncertain sky... I don't know when the storm will come.
She suddenly asked: "Does the Red Blood Legion still have the ambition to avenge Xiao Shuai, my grandfather?"
Grandma Wang was startled, and she and Chen Ning looked at each other, and both saw an ups and downs of strange light in the other's eyes.
Chen Ning took a step forward and clasped his fists: "Protect the country and the people, recommend Xuanyuan with a piece of red blood - this is the training of my Red Blood Legion! The red blood has been lurking until now, not only for revenge, but also..."
"Overthrow the violent emperor and restore peace to the world." Ming Lanruo's bright eyes are like stars in the sky.
Grandma Wang looked solemn and said: "Yes! This is also Xiao Shuai's last wish."
The Xiao family in Qinghe lasted for hundreds of years from the Wei and Jin Dynasties to the Ming Dynasty, and went through several dynasties. The family motto is - protect the country and the people, and recommend Xuanyuan with a single heart and blood!
Ming Lanruo's beautiful face became colder and colder. She raised her head and looked out the window at the sky with billowing dark clouds: "Okay, let's go break the sky and see if there is a clear sky above the dark clouds!"
Emperor Ming is like this world where good and evil are unclear and chaotic. So what if he is exposed!
"Yes!" Grandma Wang and Chen Ning were excited, and their eyes were filled with joy.
They knew that one day, the eldest lady would inherit everything Xiao Shuai had, including his legacy!
Ming Lanruo said calmly: "Please come with my father-in-law. I have someone to hand over to him, and then I want to go to the palace. No, I will go to the palace every day from now on!"
"Yes!" Grandma Wang understood.
…
Cang Qiao has been in seclusion these days, and Emperor Ming's life is actually not easy.
The internal strife between Dongchang and Jinyiwei had put him in a bad mood. Zhou Chen, a reckless man, went to Dongchang to make a scene. As a result, he angered Cang Qiao, who was being treated for a disease, and was crippled by Cang Qiao.
But Cang Qiao herself didn't get any benefits. She was so aroused that she vomited blood and became poisonous. She was directly carried sideways into the steamer for treatment, and the treatment course was extended.
The court officials were in a state of uproar—
Zhou Chen, who impeached Cang Qiao for crippling the general who was guarding the country's border, broke into the prison area of Dongchang without permission and intended to harm both sides, so they almost started fighting again in the main hall.
Zhou Chen's family would kneel down at the palace gate to mourn, crying and begging for justice every day.
In the name of visiting the Queen Mother, that dead girl Ming Lanruo came to him and knelt at the door of the study every day, just like Dian Mao went to court. She also wanted to seek justice for her "uncle".
Emperor Ming had a headache. Over the years, he relied on Cang Qiao's good mind. He only needed to handle important decisions and left all other government affairs to Cang Qiao.
Only then did he have time to recuperate his body and cultivate immortality, oh, and...find a beautiful concubine for "double cultivation"
How can a person who cultivates immortality be entangled in mundane things?!
Emperor Ming regretted it. He shouldn't have listened to the idiot Prince's words. Why did he ask the Nine Thousand-year-old Master to assist in the marriage of King Qin——
Test whether he will disobey for the sake of "doing his niece", and test whether in Nine Thousand Years's heart, he, the emperor, is the most important person to him!
What a bullshit test! Now his good life is gone!
If it weren't for the fact that the prince had been ill recently and was scratching his back so badly that he couldn't go to court, he would have found a reason to give this traitor a beating!
After Emperor Ming came to court, he finally got rid of the ministers of Zhou Chen's faction and Mrs. Zhou who had entangled him, and prepared to secretly take a detour to the Imperial Garden to take a breather.
He knew that if he went to the study at this point, that smelly and difficult girl Ming Lanruo would most likely be squatting over him again!
Who would have known that just when he led the young eunuch out of the winter jasmine bushes, he heard his father-in-law and his father-in-law beating and scolding the maidservants in the imperial garden.
"I asked you to go to the imperial palace to lay out new flowers, but you can't do such a small thing well!"
Emperor Ming frowned and looked around, and saw a woman kneeling on the ground wearing a goose-yellow double-breasted skirt from the Department of Flowers. She was probably the flower-growing aunt of the Department of Flowers.
The woman knocked over a pot of winter jasmine that was soaked in the water. Her thin clothes were soaked, revealing her curves, slender waist and plump breasts, which were even more attractive and soft than if they were naked.
She lowered her head and cried. Her cry was soft, sad and sad. It was actually the most beautiful cry Emperor Ming had ever heard.
Emperor Ming couldn't help but walked out: "No need to be harsh, it's just a pot of flowers."
The father-in-law and the woman immediately knelt on the ground and saluted: "See your majesty."
Emperor Ming saw clearly now that the woman had Emei's red lips, a beautiful and slender face, and was as timid as a little girl, but she was dressed like a flower-growing aunt, with the charm of a mature woman.
He and the father-in-law immediately said: "Yes, everything is in accordance with your Majesty's instructions."
The woman quietly raised her thin eyelids and glanced at Emperor Ming, then immediately lowered her eyes shyly: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The frivolous coquettishness and shyness in her eyes were just right, and the fine spring flowers falling all over her body added to the charm and made Emperor Ming's heart flutter.
He raised his hand and took a jasmine flower from her chest, smelled it and said, "What's your name?"
The woman said softly: "The slave's name is Yingchun, which means welcoming the wind and welcoming the love, and the one who greets the dead trees with spring - Yingchun, she is the flower-growing aunt under the flower shop department."
"Welcome to the wind, and spring to the dead wood..." The words were a bit dissolute and frivolous, but they inexplicably stimulated Emperor Ming.
He played with the flowers and smiled meaningfully: "It's a good name, but have you ever married someone?"
There was no fragrance in welcoming the spring, but at this moment, it carried the fragrance of the powder on the woman's chest. Emperor Ming smelled it and felt that his depressed mood was much better for some reason.
Weeping in the Spring Festival: "The slave's husband died early. The slave had no support and was kicked out of her husband's house. But he was good at growing flowers, so he got a job in the flower shop."
"Are you good at growing flowers?" Emperor Ming smiled and pulled her up: "Then tell me...how to grow this flower."
Gee, among the women he has ever had, he has never been a widow, especially one so beautiful.
The young father-in-law who was waiting beside the father-in-law and Emperor Ming withdrew with a wink.
Not long after, the sound of a woman begging for mercy and sobbing came from the flowers. It was called a sad and gentle sound, but it was not called begging for mercy. It was clearly adding fuel to the man's desire.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the father-in-law, and then he calmly ordered the young father-in-law: "I will ask someone to prepare water in the palace later."
The people sent by Miss Ming really need to be used.
Ming Lanruo received the news at the door of the upper study room, and a cold light flashed in her smart eyes: "Yes, very good."
After all, she was a girl from Yangzhou Shouma. After she rescued Yingchun from Lord Dehui in Baicaotang, she discovered that the woman was ambitious.
It seems that Yingchun put a lot of effort into Emperor Ming, trying to get ahead.
The next two days will depend on her ability.
"Princess Mourning, the Queen Mother invites you to come over. The Spring Appreciation Banquet has begun." A maid from the Queen Mother's Palace came over and saluted.
Only then did Ming Lanruo remember that the Queen Mother had organized a spring banquet today to welcome the spring, which was a good sign.
"Okay." Ming Lanruo straightened her clothes and prepared to go over.
The maid reminded in a low voice: "The eldest princess Yuanjia is here. The Queen Mother wants you to be mentally prepared."
Minglan Ruolian paused, and a cold look flashed through her beautiful eyes: "Oh, I beat the little witch and brought out the old witch."
She knew that they would not give up after dealing with Princess Dehui in Baicaotang.
