C2 Straight into the Cold Palace

"There are vegetables in the yard over there, and there's also some food this time of year. The first one on the left is the kitchen, with a well in the yard and grain and oil in the kitchen. Princess, if you're hungry, just handle it yourself." The little girl looked cute, but what she said made Gan Mu grit his teeth. However, it wasn't bad for him to be able to support himself.

Qian Mu looked at the servant girl and nodded slightly, "Thank you." As soon as he opened the door, he had no choice but to take a step back. His throat felt a bit itchy from the dust, and he bent down to cough a few times, but there was no light in the room. Perhaps it was because there was a row of bamboo blocking the way to the kitchen, so he couldn't see inside clearly, but he found a fire piston on a nearby stone table. He blew at it to illuminate the entire room, and then lit the oil lamp.

He had only eaten a little bit of cake since yesterday morning, and he had hidden it well before cleverly getting on the bridal sedan. Now, he barely had any strength left, his stomach was throbbing a little, he simply cleaned up, cooked some congee, put some vegetables into it and hurriedly ate a few bites, it was too dirty, he was too tired and didn't have the strength to clean at all right now. He walked out of the kitchen and went to the other two rooms, opening the door one after another.

"Your Highness." Early in the morning, Ming Ruo Fan called a servant girl to come in and change clothes. The servant girl lowered her head and tidied up the mess, passing a wet handkerchief to Ming Ruo Fan to wipe her face.

"Yes, did you bring him to the western courtyard?" After all, it was still the title of princess and his mother's savior, so he couldn't be too harsh on her. She must have felt a little bit better after last night's cold winds blew, and as long as she didn't overdo things in the Prince's Mansion, he wouldn't make things too difficult for her.

"Yes, I brought them over early this morning. I cooked some food and slept in the middle room." The maidservant who was waiting at the side answered.

"Yeah, look at her. You're not allowed to take even half a step outside the western courtyard." To put it another way, a disguised house arrest or even having their head smashed into the cold palace before the wedding could even be held was definitely not a good thing for the newly-wed lady. However, to Gan Mu, she felt it wasn't bad.

After breakfast, Ming Ruofan went to the morning court, and after the morning court, he went to the Thousand Fragrance Pavilion to comfort Bai Wanyin. When he came out, his face was still cold, but thanks to his paralyzed face, if he didn't have such a handsome face, he would have long been surrounded by beauties.

"Send down the order that General Li will be here tomorrow." It was a joyous event for the entire Chu Country since Zhong Li Luo and he were best friends. Tomorrow night, when he would return to the palace, he would definitely reminisce about the old days, thinking that he had just returned from the west border city. He had also won a battle at the northern border, which meant that the two of them had not seen each other for more than half a year.

"Yes." Xia Yong replied as he followed behind Ming Fan into the mansion.

"To the western courtyard." Just as he was about to return to his house, he suddenly thought of something. Seeing the rising sun, which had just reached noon, he was not in a hurry to eat lunch.

"Yes." Xia Zhen saw Ming Ruo Fan turn around and hastily lead the way. The sun was rising high in the sky, but it was still a bit chilly. In the end, it was about to be winter.

Ming Rulan started walking towards the western courtyard while Qian Mu slept soundly in the dust filled place. He was curled up under the blanket, his hair was messy on the pillow, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, as if he was dreaming about something happy.

In reality, she had indeed dreamt of happy things. Maybe it was because he had wandered off since he was young, begging until he was scared, hunger and cold, ridiculing others because he had seen too many things, so he was always envious of the rich. In his life, the thing he loved the most was himself, then money, in her eyes, first and most important of all, and then money, nothing else.

When Ming Ruofan pushed open the door and entered, the person who had been frozen all night was still peacefully sleeping on the bed, hugging a quilt. The curve of her lips, her tender lips, and her delicate face were all exposed under his gaze, he had seen her once from a distance during the celebration when he returned to the imperial court. Originally, he had wanted to find an opportunity to meet her alone, but before he could do so, he came down with an imperial decree.

"Wake up." Ming Ruofan stepped back, wanting to find a stool to sit on, but the dust on it made him frown. He stood at the side, looking at the scattered red muslin clothing and clothes on the ground.

Xia Zhen had followed his trusted aide for a very long time. He knew what he should do the moment he saw the displeasure in his subordinate's eyes. He walked outside for a short while before bringing a basin of clear water.

"..." "My lord." His head was a little dizzy, and his eyes, which had just woken up, were wide open. Looking at the two men in front of him, he suddenly shifted his gaze to the two men in front of him, then looked at the wet quilt on the bed and the wet clothes on his body. He pursed his lips, and kneeled down on the bed towards the man on the ground. Why are you here?

The western courtyard will be the residence of the princess from today onwards. Everything here needs to be looked at very early, and the cleaning will also require me to trouble the princess. Every day, I have to make a self-sufficient meal, and every month, I will come here to collect the monthly payment. Xia Zhen glanced at the prince, who had yet to speak. He secretly tried to figure out the prince's intentions as he took the initiative to speak.

"..." "Got it." She had nothing to say to the two men in front of her. She could only hope that the man in front of her would be able to vent her anger and give her a chance to talk.

"Then I'll have to trouble you to get up and clean it, wangfei." It was obvious that he had tacitly approved of Xia Zhen's actions. After that, he swept his ice-cold gaze over the dried wood, ignoring her drenched clothes and her kneeling posture as he turned around and walked out of the dilapidated and dusty room.

Qian Mu lowered his head to look at his drenched shirt, and clenched the blanket tightly with his fist. He gritted his teeth and got off the bed. "One day, I will leave this damn place." Qian Mu wore a red coat and could only hope that the steward would send the clothes over quickly. As he walked to the door, a cold wind blew on him and even his teeth chattered.

She would not joke about her body when she covered it with a wet blanket at night. Fortunately, the beggar had some good points after all these years, and his body had become much stronger after all. He had been suffering from many minor ailments in the past, but in the end, beggars could only eat without living, let alone getting sick. Since the poor could not get sick, beggars were not allowed to get sick.

After washing up, he found that it was originally green in color. After washing it, he began to wipe it in the middle bedroom, and after cleaning it, he began to prepare the dishes in the kitchen. By the time he had finished, he could already see the red clouds in the sky; vegetables were harvested from a corner of the small fenced garden. He really did not know why there was such a place in the King's Manor where someone would grow vegetables alone.

Just as Qian Mu finished his meal, his clothes were already almost dry. Suddenly, footsteps came from outside, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and walked out. He saw the little girl and another servant girl coming in in the morning.

"Princess, this is the clothes that Manager Xia asked us to send to you." Three sets of clothes, no more, no less. For her, these were not enough, for a real wangfei, to wear one set of clothes every year was too many, not to mention three sets of new clothes.

"Thank you." Lin Sanjiu didn't talk much, she didn't pay much attention to the people here, she didn't dare to say much before she observed them in detail. She had come into contact with too many people.

When he thought of the things he had to wear in the palace and the things he had to accompany her in the new room, he felt a bit regretful that he hadn't put a few pearls around his waist. His clothes seemed to be almost the same as the maid's clothes just now, but after eating and drinking until he could finally rest, as for what he was going to do tomorrow, it was a matter of tomorrow.