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The green-robed attendant stood in the middle of the hall with his hands behind his back. A middle-aged man wearing a fur-lined armor and brocade earmuffs was waiting on him.

Before I entered Lu Mingxuan, I was still a little apprehensive. The moment I opened the door and saw what was happening, I couldn't help but smile.

The young man in the center of the room didn't turn around when he heard me, as if he was attracted by the picture of the sun and moon hanging on the wall in the middle of the room.

It was his father's masterpiece.

On one side was the waning of the western mountains, while on the other side was the rising of the moon. The bright moonlight shone down on the river, and a small boat was left behind a few shallow ripples on the river.

I had a sudden thought.

In King Qi's heart, was he like the rising moon, while his second imperial brother was like the setting sun in the western mountains?

What about Father?

How did my father feel when he drew those words?

I hurried over to King Qi's side to look for the signature.

It was the year before his grandfather's death.

My heart sank.

No wonder my grandmother said that my father was a "Middle Mountain Wolf."

I haven't had much contact with my father either in this life or in my previous one. In my past life, he had even been a kind and kind father. In my present life, he had been nothing more than a lover.

It was as if the painting had lifted the veil that stood in front of his father.

At that time, his father was only 16 years old, and Old Man Yang kept insisting that he study, not letting him interfere in the business of concubines. But not only did his father not listen to him, he even started a business deal with his friends outside.

In the end, his grandfather's death was also related to his father's business.

His father's so-called friend had been nothing more than a prostitute in the old days, but now that he had lost his good looks and lost his voice from gambling, he was forced to change his profession and start a business selling profits. At that time, his father was a teenager, and all he wanted was to make a lot of money. He didn't expect his friend to trick him into signing a promissory note for three thousand taels of silver and then escape with his father's principal and the loan of three thousand taels of silver overnight. At that time, his father already had the title of Elementary Scholar, and his grandfather had been hoping that his son would be able to become an Elementary Scholar. This incident had infuriated the Old Master and caused him to faint.

Looking at my father's picture at this moment, I couldn't help but think of this past.

Perhaps in his father's eyes, Old Master Yang was the sun that prevented him from radiating light.

I couldn't help but mock myself. In this family, the person who understands the most is probably Grandmother, right?

"Miss Yang is in a good mood to accompany me here to admire the painting!"

Unknowingly, King Qi had already turned around and was staring at me condescendingly with a disdainful smile on his face.

No matter when he saw this person, he would never say anything nice to this person.

I curled my lips and squatted down to perform a standard formality. "Greetings to Prince Qi, Your Highness!"

Even if I had to lower my head, it would be useless, "King Qi snorted coldly, then swung his sleeves and sat down on the main seat."

The sunlight shone through the window, shining on the yellow poplar hairpin King Qi used to tie his hair and the short brown grain that was the dark cloud patterns of the green cocoon on his body. I was looking down at a pair of livid, round-toed, square-toed, thick-soled cloth shoes embroidered in the same color with unceasing heads of Hail Marks, which flowed with his movements under the light.

I couldn't help but twitch my lips. In the heart of a prince like King Qi, a poor man was always dressed in brown with a bamboo hairpin. If he walked out with a straight back and a body full of expensive materials, who would really think he was a boy servant?

What a dandy of an eagle and beast!

I sighed to myself and sat down in the chair opposite him.

"Why don't you pour me a cup of tea?"

King Qi stared at me as if I had done something heinous.

"You didn't say you wanted tea!"

My butt was firmly nailed to the chair, and I didn't have the slightest intention of pouring him a cup of tea.

"I'll get you to pour me some tea now!"

King Qi slammed his teacup onto the table, producing a crisp sound as he slammed it down.

I looked over at Shopkeeper Xiao, who was standing by the door and looking at us with a faint smile.

King Qi followed my gaze and two suspicious red clouds rose on his face.

"You can leave first!"

Shopkeeper Xiao of the Qi Dynasty waved his hand.

I sighed to myself.

I am indeed here in the name of talking to Shopkeeper Xiao. Now that Shopkeeper Xiao is standing at the door, what is it like for others to see me standing there?

"Sir, please sit in the eardrum for a moment."

I pointed to the back, and Shopkeeper Xiao smiled at King Qi. Seeing him nod his head, he bowed and quickly went to the inner room.

Sighing, I went up to King Qi and poured tea for him. He stared at me, pursed his lips, and extended a delicate white hand towards me, indicating that I should pass it to him.

I reached for the teacup and put the lid on the teacup, pushing it in his direction.

King Qi's face was rather ugly, and he let out a cold snort.

"What are your orders this time?"

I sat down in the chair beside him and poured myself a cup of tea.

It would have been better if I hadn't asked, but this question had thoroughly annoyed him. He placed the teacup in his hand on the table and raised his eyebrows.

"You still have the face to ask!? "It's all because of you!"

Speaking of which, King Qi was a very handsome young man. Even when he was angry like this, he still looked a little shy.

"You did not say how it was done. Could it be that Miss Xue still intends to enter the palace?"

I think King Qi was talking about Miss Xue.

"She doesn't want to enter the palace anymore, but she sends me a letter every three days. What do you want me to do!?"

The more King Qi spoke, the angrier he got, and two red lines appeared on his face. He was extremely cute, just like a shy youth. On top of that, I grew up in a wealthy village with a bunch of ladies, making me look even more charming and feminine. For a moment, I was stunned.

"Why are you looking at me like that!"

King Qi had been angry just now, but now he was truly furious.

He initially extended his hand to try to catch me, but halfway through, he felt that something wasn't right. He slowly withdrew his hand, stood up, and started circling around the room.

I hastily smiled apologetically, stood up, and bowed towards King Qi. "I was distracted by your question just now."

King Qi turned and glanced at me. He was actually a bit disappointed, and both sides of his mouth drooped down.

Speaking of which, this matter with Miss Xue was really not easy to deal with.

Now that the girl had already promised her in her heart, could she still come knocking and ask her to return the things from the past? What's more, what King Qi cared about was not those items, but how to make Miss Xue give up on him, and how to not push the Xue Clan any further.

It had to be known that if this matter was brought to the surface, it would only be a romantic affair to King Qi, but it would do Miss Xue a great deal of harm. How could a girl raised in a room accept an item from an outsider so easily? Furthermore, she wrote so many passionate letters and even took the initiative to elope. If this window paper was truly broken, it was hard to say if she would be able to get married, or if she would be able to keep her life. With such an incident, it was unintentional for the Xue Clan to part ways with King Qi. At that time, King Qi would really be stealing chickens without being able to eat rice!

"Then what good idea do you have?"

King Qi squirmed for a moment before returning back to my side. He leaned his head slightly towards me and a warm breath landed on my face.

I ducked deep in the chair behind me.

This intimacy somehow reminded me of that smiling boy who had once breathed with me like this.

King Qi's eyes suddenly turned deep and unfathomable. He pursed his lips, but didn't say anything.

I awkwardly stroked my hair, suddenly remembering that there wasn't even a single ornament on it.

"The only thing we can do now is to delay them!"

I can't think of a better way.

King Qi suddenly let out a cold laugh, then withdrew himself. "So this is your good idea?"

I silently straightened my sleeves.

"You're also a girl, why don't you think about her? She's already fifteen years old this year, and will be sixteen after her birthday next month. If I drag this on, won't she become an old lady? "

I never would have thought that King Qi was worried about such a love affair. For a moment, I was flabbergasted speechless.

In my heart, although King Qi isn't really a man with a deep grudge, he is still a rather scheming person. When did he become so obedient?

People who become big don't care about small matters. Furthermore, there was an ancient saying that said that one could become the empress of ten thousand bones, let alone ascend to the throne. King Qi was wary and on guard as well. Not to mention inheriting the throne, it was hard for him to even protect himself.

King Qi got angry with me again, complaining that I shouldn't have acted on my own and followed Shopkeeper Xiao. I sat in a daze as I thought for a long while before retracting my thoughts.

A simple-minded person like King Qi, and with such a powerful movement, how could he not know by relying on his abilities? Perhaps it was because the time was not right, or perhaps he was still concerned about his brotherly relationship, so he decided to keep his overbearing little brother's life. However, the King of Chaotic Storm is the most heartless of all. He will pity the previous Emperor's blood, but he definitely won't let us traitors who helped King Qi commit crimes after leaving him alive. It's as easy as crushing an ant. Who knows when this will happen?

It seemed like leaving King Qi was already a top priority.

After a cup of tea and a rest, I straightened my clothes and stood up, ready to head back to the inner courtyard to entertain the grandmothers and mistresses.

There were some things that were useless to her. She could only take things one step at a time.

"Miss!"

I pushed the door open just in time to see Lan Lan waiting at the door with a handful of umbrellas.

Just a moment ago, it was still clear, but in just a breath of time, the sky had already been covered by a thick layer of cumulus clouds and it seemed that rain was about to fall.

The face of an autumn doll. One second after laughing and one second after crying.

I couldn't help but sigh inwardly. What wasn't fickle in this world? My mother was the matron of the house one minute and a handful the next. As for King Qi, he seemed so glorious and powerful. Who knew when he would become a prisoner?

"Miss," Lan Li walked beside me and whispered in my ear, "When Young Master left just now, there was a piece of cloth around the corner. It was embroidered with water and grass patterns.

Today, Miss Xue was the only one wearing a light yellow water grass jacket.

I smiled wryly to myself and patted Lan Li's hand, saying nothing into the warm pavilion in my grandmother's courtyard.

King Qi's conduct was upright and honest, and he himself did not know how to cover it up. The people around him did not seem to care much, and it just so happened that Miss Xue had a very meticulous personality, finding out sooner or later.

The ladies had already started their meal, gathering around their grandmother, and were all laughing and toasting her. It was so lively and lively that it seemed as if they had forgotten that this was a funeral.

If mother knew, how would she feel when she saw this scene?

When the ladies saw me coming, they hurriedly smiled and invited me to take a seat. I smiled and turned away, holding a jug of wine and urging them to drink. I stood behind my grandmother and served the dishes.

There was another person at the banquet with a gloomy face like me. Miss Xue held a pair of chopsticks in her hand and didn't even take a mouthful of food as she gloomily stared at me as if she could see a bloody hole.

I know Miss Xue's thoughts.

King Qi has a group of dark guards with him. They won't let Miss Xue hear my conversation with King Qi. Miss Xue probably saw only the scene of me sending King Qi out. Although they were separated by quite a distance, just by reading the letter from Miss Xue to King Qi, one could tell that she loved this man to the bones. Most likely, his figure had entered her dreams several times, and just his back alone was sufficient for her to confirm that he was her lover.

I was in the middle of my mother's funeral, and I was extremely busy. I was originally accompanying the other wives when I rushed over to see him. The relationship between them was quite obvious.

Eldest Miss Xue now hates me just as much as I hated the daughter of the assistant minister of the government whom the Xue family set down for Xuelang.

I just silently served the various ladies. After they finished eating, I accompanied them to Mother's mourning hall. Coincidentally, the alcohol at the men's side also disappeared, and the two women were sent out of the house and onto the carriage.

When I thought of the cold eyes of Miss Xue on the train, I felt a chill run down my spine.

Most of them came with their own husbands, so I was not familiar with any of them. I could only pass them to my grandmother with small talk, be it accompanying food or sitting down to drink a cup of tea before sending them off. In the morning, I woke up early and slept late at night. Manager Lu and I discussed letting the three of them rest in the outer courtyard, so as to avoid running back and forth, and if one of them accidentally caught a cold, I felt that what Manager Lu said was reasonable, so I sent Mother Song and a few other servants to clean up my father's study in the outer courtyard, and had them choose honest servants from the courtyard to follow him to the outer courtyard. The three mothers whom I sent out to take care of them all came over to report to me every night on the situation of the three of the day.

Seeing my smiling face, Lan Lingyun couldn't help but laugh at me. "…"