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Under the hazy night, that round face was no longer as silly as before, it was filled with worry, who could it not be Tang Yuan.

Her voice was deliberately suppressed as she said in an extremely low voice, "Miss, this servant saw her and a Black Man, they …"

"I know." Tang Yuan had not finished speaking when she interrupted her and passed the package over to her.

"Shh, missus, be quiet. "In my opinion, they most likely want to frame the young miss." Tang Yuan was shocked by Luo Wuyou's voice and immediately shushed her with a hand gesture. It was so loud that she had to be careful not to wake anyone up. She had seen with her own eyes the person who had just entered the room.

Luo Wuyou did not mind, hearing it, how could she have not heard it after getting hit by her Ecstasy?

Tang Yuan took the bag and touched it, then pinched it again, her expression was full of curiosity: "Miss, this servant hasn't said anything yet? You only know about it? This was too amazing. However, Miss, what exactly is inside? What should we do now? "What should we do with this thing?"

Tang Yuan was very vexed, she knew that it was definitely not a good thing, if not, she wouldn't have had to meet those two secretly.

What should she do?

Of course it was, send it to a place that it should go to.

Luo Wuyou's face was cold, "Tang Yuan, come over here and listen." This time, she lowered her voice. Although Lv Qing had been infected by the Ecstasy and couldn't possibly hear their conversation, being careful while sailing on a ten-thousand-year ship wasn't wrong.

"Ah, oh …" Tang Yuan promised. She stood up on her tiptoes and moved her ear close to her mouth. Hearing Luo Wuyou's soft voice, she widened her eyes.

"Miss, this, this servant really wants to send it to that place? Wouldn't that be a little bad? "

Tang Yuan asked somewhat hesitantly.

"Tang Yuan, remember this. You only need to obey my orders, you don't need to question it, and you don't need you to ask me why. If you can't do it, you can leave right now."

Luo Wuyou just indifferently glanced at her, her voice was cold, and the imposing look in her eyes caused Tang Yuan's entire body to freeze on the spot.

"Go, this servant will go right away, right away." Miss, please rest assured, this servant will handle this matter well. " Tang Yuan patted her chest and guaranteed, young miss's eyes were so fierce, she was just speaking casually, but she just could not understand, even if young miss wanted to destroy the filth, there was no need to bring it to that place, right?

That place is too, too, too, that place...

Tang Yuan was carrying her bag and about to leave, when Luo Wuyou suddenly asked, "Where are you going later? What will you do tonight? "

"Your servant …" Tang Yuan thought that it was weird, it was not that the young miss wanted her to go … She opened her mouth to answer, but looking at the moonlight, Luo Wuyou's serene and deep eyes, which was about to blurt out words, were forcefully swallowed by her. She changed her words, "This servant will go to sleep in my room the entire time without going anywhere else, this servant will sleep very soundly and not even waking up from the thunderstorm."

Luo Wuyou nodded her head in satisfaction.

Watching Tang Yuan's figure gradually disappear into the night, Luo Wuyou put down the window sash and returned to the room.

Outside the room, the moon was bright in the sky. A gentle wind was blowing on the treetops, gently swaying them and casting rows and rows of black shadows on the ground. In the middle of the two dense Wutong Trees, there were two black shadows, one in front and one behind.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared. It was so fast that it felt like an illusion of a human, yet it also felt like it had never appeared before.

Next morning

The sunny sky of the past few days had suddenly turned gray, as if the azure sky had been covered with a light gray curtain. It was somewhat gloomy and depressing.

Since it was still early spring, when the weather had turned dark, it still gave off a slightly cold feeling. After Luo Wuyou stood up, Lv Qing and Tang Yuan began to help her put on her clothes and wash. Tang Yuan realized that Luo Wuyou's fingertips were a little cold, so she took out a thin jacket from the wardrobe and put it on her.

In the room, Chun Xi and the other maidservant brought the breakfast in one after another. The steaming hot millet porridge emitted a thick fragrance of glutinous rice. Looking at her appetite, not only did she feel warm after eating, but even her mood seemed to have improved a lot.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, as if it was the same as usual.

However, as Luo Wuyou looked at the sky, the corners of her mouth curled up into a smile that was not really a smile. Today was destined to not be a peaceful day.

After finishing the meal, Luo Wuyou went to see Hong Jin and chatted with her for a while. Then, like usual, she brought maidservant to the Yilan Garden and paid respects at the Tranquil Heart Academy.

When Wuyou arrived, everyone in the room was there. The few young ladies of the Prime Minister's Mansion, other than Sixth Miss; Second Miss Luo Mingxi, Third Miss Luo Mingzhu, Fourth Miss Luo Mingzhi and the others were all there. Luo Mingxi was sitting on the bed beside the Old Madame Luo and seemed to be talking about something.

Luo Mingzhu, Luo Mingzhi and Luo Mingxiu sat on the seat of honor.

The four aunts, aside from the two branch Consort Xue s and three branch Consort Wan, the four branch Consort Li s were also standing next to Third Miss and Seventh Miss. The five branch Consort Ping s were also standing next to Fourth Miss.

As a official Prime Minister's Mansion residence of the civil and martial Chief Officer, Prime Minister's Mansion paid the most attention to rules and regulations. Everyone paid attention to rankings and even the rows of seats were arranged in such an exquisite manner.

Miss was a proper mistress of the mansion, so naturally she had a seat. As for Aunt, she was half a master, not much better than a servant.

Third Branch Consort Wan's mother's family was a martial general, and could be considered to be born into an official's family, which was why she was able to have a seat. As for the Second Branch Consort Xue, she was the niece of the Old Mistress, and was born from the same family as the Old Mistress.

If you work hard, you will naturally have a place.

The other two concubines, one of whom was born in a merchant's home, were all in business. In this society, merchants had a low status, so it was natural that they did not have a seat for her. As for Aunt Ping, she was a slave, so was she not as good as Aunt Li.

This was the strict rules of Prime Minister's Mansion.

But in Luo Wuyou's opinion, no matter how talented one was, or how proper they were, it all depended on who had the most authority. The more authority one had, the higher one could sit on, and could look down upon others.

On the other hand, she could only forever stand at the feet of others with a gaze that looked up at them, or perhaps, she could only stand or even kneel when she saw others comfortably sitting there.

The power and charisma of these two words, she believed that there was no one who could experience it more than the former Empress Luo Wuyou. There was also no one who could desire it more than her.

Only, Luo Wuyou did not expect to actually see someone who should not have appeared here in the Tranquil Heart Academy today.

"Wuyou greets Grandmother and Big Bro." Luo Wuyou gracefully and gracefully greeted the two.

Before An'er was born, Luo Qingxuan was Luo Bingshu's only son. At the age of three, he was taught by Luo Bingshu himself, and at the age of five, he was sent into the Imperial School to read by the side of the crown prince.

Luo Qingxuan should be in the palace right now, but why is he still in the mansion?

Old Madame Luo didn't seem to see Luo Wuyou's appearance.

Luo Qingxuan, however, returned half a salute to Luo Wuyou: "Little Sister Wuyou. It's been a long time since we've seen each other, and Little Sister Wuyou has already grown into a big girl, to the point where I almost couldn't recognize her. " The youth's gentle eyes landed on Luo Wuyou's face, and looked at her with a bit of concern.

"Big Bro is joking. Big Bro is more handsome and refined now. I guess Big Bro will definitely benefit a lot from learning at the Imperial School." Luo Wuyou smiled as she answered, she did not mind the young man's observation. She straightened her back and stood by the side, allowing the youth to look at her.

It was impossible for the Consort Xue to not tell Luo Qingxuan about Luo Mingxia's incident. It was normal for the Consort Xue to suspect her. It was just that Luo Qingxuan was not a Inner court woman. This big brother of hers had inherited Luo Bingshu's intelligence, but also inherited Luo Bingshu's Liang Bo. He clearly knew that Luo Mingxia's injury was related to Luo Xian'er, but he did not seem to plan to help her to seek justice for his little sister.

Luo Qingxuan had always been a sensible person.

"It's all thanks to the gentlemen's good teaching."

When she mentioned Imperial School, the smile on Luo Qingxuan's face became even wider, and the corners of his eyes twitched, revealing a hint of pride. Imperial School, wasn't something that anyone could go, and with his identity as a concubine son, it was even more impossible for him to go in, but, who asked his father to love him? Of course, this also required him to work hard.

To be able to learn at the Imperial School as a concubine son and receive the approval of a teacher was something Luo Qingxuan was most proud of in the past twelve years. How could this young man not be pleased with himself?

After hearing the two of them talking about Luo Qingxuan learning at the Imperial School, Old Mistress also tilted her head and laughed: "Imperial Tutor Lin and the few scholars in the Imperial School are all people who have read a lot of poetry in this world. Xuan, when you are at the Imperial School, you must use all of your heart and study hard to uphold your father's will.

"This grandson will remember Old Mistress's teachings." Luo Qingxuan lifted his robe and bowed towards Old Mistress with an extremely solemn expression. A trace of happiness flashed at the bottom of the youth's long and narrow eyes.

After telling him this, even if this Prime Minister's Mansion was increased, no one would be able to threaten his position.

The youth stood up, and the corners of his eyes glanced lightly at the young girl not far away from him.

The young lady however smiled, took a step forward and said: "Old Mistress is right, with Big Brother being so intelligent, Wuyou is here to pray for Big Brother's acceptance test next year.

When Wuyou's words fell, the Old Mistress nodded in satisfaction. The rest of the Young lady and concubine s were naturally not willing to fall behind, and one after the other, they went forward to say their blessings.

Luo Mingxi had a mischievous look on her face as she held onto Old Mistress's arm and said loudly: "Big brother has always been smart. It's easy for you to get a top scholar."

"Ming Zhu is also here to pray for Big Brother's victory over the top scholar in one fell swoop."

"That's right, that's right, young master is intelligent, Old Mistress don't worry. Ah, young master will definitely not disappoint you."

"At that time, we will have another top scholar within our Prime Minister's Mansion. Prime Minister is a top scholar, and Eldest Young Master is a top scholar as well. The Consort Ping said with a smile.

Hearing that, Old Mistress smiled, "Alright, alright, you have said it well. However, Xuan, your studies are important, and your body is also important. Don't get too tired. Consort Xue, when Xuan grows up, as an aunt, you must take good care of him. " It could be seen how much she loved this young master.

"Yes, Old Mistress. I will definitely take good care of Eldest Young Master. Don't worry, Old Mistress." Consort Xue's face was haggard, but it was still hard to conceal her joy.

If her daughter was said to be a treasure in her palm, then her son would naturally be the meat of her heart, and he would be the only one she would rely on for the rest of her life.

Luo Qingxuan stood at the side and replied to everyone's words. He had a smile on his face the entire time, and looked like a humble gentleman. From time to time, his gaze fell on the smiling girl.

No matter how much provocation and humiliation there was, she would silently swallow it down. Others might think that she was weak, but he knew that was not the case, because when he saw the unwillingness and stubbornness in her eyes, she was disdainful, disdainful of begging for mercy, disdainful of arguing with those people, and even disdainful of explaining even a single word.

But that was only to endure.

She was a girl who was prideful and was arrogant in her bones, yet extremely tough to the extreme. Just like the cluster of emerald bamboo in the courtyard, it would rather bend than break.

But now, even that upright, emerald bamboo had bent over.

Was it to protect herself? Or to protect her mother and her brother? Or maybe …

Regarding Luo Qingxuan's sizing her up, Luo Wuyou seemed as if she did not see it, she only remained silent, listening to the people's joyous discussions, the atmosphere in the room became extremely warm.

However, the warm atmosphere was quickly broken by a uniform series of kicks.