"Actually, you have seen this king a long time ago, so you deliberately provoked Luo Jiao and made her say those rebellious words, hoping to use my name to teach them a lesson."
Early this morning, he heard from the housekeeper that Luo Yao had returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion. When he learned that she had returned alone, he chased him to the Prime Minister's Mansion and wanted to know who she came back to see.
If he hadn't come to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he wouldn't have known that a legitimate daughter could be bullied like this.
It seemed that the information he had found out before were all rumors. This Luo Yao was not as ignorant as the rumors, but was not a simple character.
Right!
If she was really an uneducated person, how could the queen go to all the trouble to send her to her.
Luo Yao smiled and said nothing. As expected of the God of War, he could see her little thoughts at a glance.
"You use me to make the Queen Mother happy, and I use you to suppress them. We are even."
Xiao Yan snorted coldly, "Is this the purpose of your return to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"So be it!"
Xiao Yan said no more, but his eyes kept falling on her.
She met Xiao Yan's strange gaze and asked, "Why is the prince looking at me like this?"
"I have changed my mind. You can't stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion."
"Why?"
Xiao Yan turned to her side and said, "There is no reason."
"you……"
Back on your word bastard!
She approached him angrily, raised her voice and asked, "Why don't you let me stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
"Just because I am your husband now, you don't understand the saying "I will obey my husband when I get married?"
Luo Yao clenched her fists so hard that she wanted to rush up and beat him up. How could there be such a shameless person in the world.
"Heli!" she growled.
Xiao Yan snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it!"
"Are you sick? You can't stand me and you don't want to make peace with me. What on earth do you want to do?"
Xiao Yan once again laid his eyes on her, frowning and said: "Luo Yao, you tried every means to marry me, and now you are clamoring for divorce. Don't you just want to use this method to attract my attention? You don't have to It’s all a waste of time, I won’t like you.”
"..."
He is seriously ill!
He doesn't like her, but he refuses to reconcile and keeps her tied to his side.
You are seriously ill!
Not only is he sick, he is also self-righteous.
"Convinced" was written on her face. She gave Xiao Yan a thumbs up and said sarcastically: "Your Majesty is so smart. I used this method to attract your attention. I didn't expect you to see through it so quickly."
You won’t let her go, right?
Then she would find a way to make him let her go.
She must have made him regret his discordant words.
"Go back with me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan took steps toward the door.
"I haven't gotten back the property my mother left me."
"Let them clear up and send them to Prince Li's Mansion."
Luo Yao looked helpless and hurriedly caught up, "I have one more request."
"explain."
"I want to visit the room where my mother was alive, and think of it as meeting my mother."
Xiao Yan hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "Go!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Luo Yao took Xiangxue to the courtyard where Lan Qin lived before his death. When he opened the door, he saw that the courtyard was full of dead branches and leaves, and the ground was covered with a layer of dust.
Xiangxue looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh: "I followed the young lady to Prince Li's Mansion only a few days ago, and the eldest lady's courtyard has become like this. They are really outrageous."
In the past, Xiangxue came to clean this place. After Xiangxue left, there was no one to clean here.
Luo Yao glanced around the courtyard, walked straight in, and came to Lan Qin's room.
All the furnishings here are as they were when Lan Qin was alive, and her tablet is also enshrined here.
Luo Yao walked to the memorial tablet, offered Lan Qin a stick of incense, and took out the brocade handkerchief to wipe the dust off the tablet.
Xiangxue followed her quietly.
"Xiangxue, when my mother was seriously ill, you were always by her side to take care of her, right?" Luo Yao asked.
"Yes."
"Then what did my mother say to you?"
Xiangxue recalled carefully and said truthfully: "The eldest lady asked the slave to take good care of the young lady, and she also looked at a painting on the wall all day long."
"What painting? Where is it?"
Xiangxue brought Luo Yao to the inner room and pointed to the painting on the wall, "It's this picture of plum blossoms."
Luo Yao came closer to the plum blossom picture and looked at it carefully. It was a very ordinary plum blossom with casual brushstrokes, and it didn't look like it was made by a famous artist.
"This painting was painted by the eldest lady during her lifetime," Xiangxue said.
"My mother likes plum blossoms?"
Xiangxue shook her head, "I have been with the eldest lady for many years, and I have never heard her mention that she likes plum blossoms."
"Did she ever mention why she painted plum blossoms?"
Xiangxue shook her head again.
Luo Yao held her chin with one hand and looked at the plum blossom picture, lost in thought.
Could it be that Lan Qin wanted to convey some message through this painting?
Or does this painting have any special meaning to Lan Qin?
She really didn't see anything special about this painting that deserved repeated viewing by Lan Qin, who was seriously ill.
She raised her hand to touch the painting, and suddenly felt something strange behind the painting. She leaned closer and rubbed that spot instead.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Xiangxue asked in confusion.
"This piece is uneven, and there seems to be something behind it. Take the painting off."
"yes."
Xiangxue hurriedly found a chair, stepped on the chair and took down the painting.
Luo Yao touched the wall and knocked on it to make a hollow sound.
"There is nothing behind the wall." Xiangxue exclaimed.
Luo Yao searched around the wall repeatedly, and finally found an inconspicuous flowerpot on the right side of the wall. The flowers in the flowerpot had long since died.
She gently turned the flowerpot, and a small grid suddenly appeared on the wall, with an old wooden box inside.
She took out the wooden box and wanted to open it but found that the lock on the wooden box was a little weird.
Xiangxue stared at the wooden box and lock and muttered in a low voice: "Where did this come from? I have never seen it in Madam's place."
"The lock core is very rusty. We need to find a specialized locksmith to take a look." Luo Yao said.
Luo Yao held the wooden box and focused her attention on the plum blossom picture, "Take it with you, after all, it was left by my mother."
"good."
As soon as the master and servant walked out of the yard, two familiar figures came out of the darkness.
The corners of Luo Jiao's red and swollen mouth had been smeared with medicine, and there was no abnormality visible, but she still couldn't swallow this breath in her heart.
"Mom, why is this Luo Yao going to her damn mother's yard?"
"No matter what she wants to do, I won't let her get her wish." Shu Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness.
Luo Jiao covered the corners of her mouth that were still a little sore, holding Shu Qing's arm and acting coquettishly, "Mom, you must teach Luo Yao a lesson for speaking out like this for your daughter."
Shu Qing turned to look at the corner of her mouth, "Fortunately, my servants didn't dare to kill you and didn't ruin your beautiful face."
"Thank you, mother."
"This Luo Yao is completely different from before. We must be careful in the future."
"Um."
…
Luo Yao followed Xiao Yan out of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, not forgetting to look back at Luo Zhenming behind her.
"Can you please remind me to sort out the things my mother left behind as soon as possible and deliver them to Prince Li's Mansion in two days?"
Luo Zhenming suppressed the displeasure in his heart and responded, "Okay."
Luo Yao followed Xiao Yan into the carriage. Seeing that Xiao Yan had no intention of talking to her, she had no intention of talking to Xiao Yan.
The carriage drove for a while, and Xiao Yan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up.
