Ming Lanruo took a closer look and was stunned: "Are you... Mu Qingshu, Commander Mu?!"
Mu Qingshu said with an embarrassed and apologetic look: "I'm really sorry for hurting you a few days ago. I owe you a favor. This time I will send you back to Ci'an Palace first. In the future, if you can be of use to me, just do it."
Squeak."
Ming Lanruo smiled gently: "You are so eager to protect the Queen Mother, but you didn't do it on purpose."
Mu Qingshu said again: "I just want to visit my aunt and I'm on my way, why don't I see you off?"
Seeing that he stubbornly wanted to send her away, Ming Lanruo knew in her heart that the first swordsman of the Forbidden Army was probably still feeling guilty.
He didn't know that hurting his hand was just a move by her, but...
Ming Lanruo's eyes turned slightly, she had such a bad reputation, and she still had to protect Xiao Xi. With many favors and many paths, she might be able to use him in the future.
She smiled and nodded, holding his extended hand: "I'll trouble you."
Mu Qingshu escorted Ming Lanruo all the way to Ci'an Palace.
Ming Lanruo supported Mu Qingshu and walked for a while, and her legs and feet, which had been numbed by Cang Qiao just now, returned to normal flexibility.
Mu Qingshu glanced at her bright face.
There was a daughter from the Ming family who was the most beautiful in the capital, but she did not adhere to women's ethics. She got pregnant before marriage and lost the chance to enter the East Palace. She became the laughing stock of the whole capital and a negative example for the officials and nobles to teach their daughters.
It's not that he hasn't heard of her before, but he was still amazed when he saw her for the first time.
The injured princess in his arms, her beautiful features had become fragile and fragile due to the pain, which made people pitiful.
But just now, the woman who was sitting against the wall in the palace corridor, her eyebrows were stained by the broken snow in winter, but she was beautiful and cool, even with an inexplicable free and easy look.
Mu Qingshu couldn't help but wonder which one was her.
Ming Lanruo seemed to notice his gaze and asked doubtfully: "You have been sizing me up, but what's wrong with me?"
And not only Mu Qingshu, but also the palace people who passed by on the road just now, looked at her expression and it was hard to explain.
Ming Lanruo frankly revealed his little tricks, leaving Mu Qingshu at a loss.
He coughed lightly, took off the armor's goggles, and handed them to Ming Lanruo.
Ming Lanruo took it and took a look, and was immediately... stunned!
Half of her bun was removed, and there were more than a dozen messy little braids. She looked like a beggar woman who had been begging on the street and hadn't washed her hair in two months!
"His uncle's...!" Her face turned green and red, and she uttered a curse word through her teeth.
She knew that Cang Qiao was a mean person and was very particular about spending money, but she really didn't expect that when he was so close to her, he would be thinking about how to punish her!
Mu Qingshu coughed and said politely: "Princess, even if you are like this, you can't hide your special look. I just don't know which nanny made the bun for you. You can change it next time."
To put it bluntly - this braid style is very good, don't do it again next time.
Ming Lanruo rubbed her temples and gritted her teeth: "The 'Grandma Cang' around me always likes to make her own decisions. I was careless!"
Ming Lanruo covered her head and hurriedly followed Mu Qingshu back to Ci'an Palace.
The Queen Mother was holding tea, glanced at her forehead, and frowned: "Is your head going to be used to make a nest for birds to hatch eggs, or is it because you had a fight with someone and got your hair pulled out?"
Ming Lanruo: "...There was a fight."
Consider it a fight.
The old lady raised her eyebrows: "Did you win?"
Ming Lanruo: "...I thought I won."
Just force that person to flee, who knows he may have tricks to trick her!
The old lady drank her tea disdainfully: "It's useless. Back then, the Aijia couldn't lose against anyone. Let me know next time, and the Aijia will send someone to help you trim off that bitch's hair."
These words made Ming Lanruo feel comfortable. She liked the old lady who could call Cang Qiao a bitch!
She walked over with a crooked look and gave the old lady a slap on the shoulder: "The Queen Mother is so powerful, she is Lan Ruo's example!" This chapter has been completed!
