"I seem to have heard of it. What's the matter? Isn't Miss Mu unwilling to enter the palace?" Jiang Bo asked.
"Um……"
The fifteen-year-old Mu Qingchao was very different from her previous vigorous and resolute temperament. On the contrary, she was slow and thought about every word she said for a long time.
"That's not true," she said.
"I'm just a little worried. I've never been to the palace, and I don't know what the person in the palace will look like, whether he will be ugly or old.
I originally thought that I would never enter the palace again, and I had just relieved myself of the psychological burden, but then I received such news, which is really... an indescribable feeling."
"That's why." Jiang Bo said.
"I have met with the current saint frequently. He doesn't look ugly at all. He should be the type that Miss Mu likes."
Hearing Jiang Bo's words, Mu Qingchao looked up at him curiously.
"How does Mr. Jiang know what type I like?"
"I know many things about Miss Mu, just like I know that Miss Mu likes spring flowers."
When Jiang Bo looked up, he could see the faintly colored petals through the warm and thin screen window.
It seems that she took good care of the winter jasmine.
"But what if I like him?
Everyone says that the most taboo thing in the palace is affection. There are so many girls in the palace sharing the same man. If you really use your heart, you will not be able to control yourself and will become bitter and jealous. But the emperor is the least interested.
This is what I like.
If that's the case, I'd rather he be ugly."
"Miss Mu really has a lot of knots in her heart." Jiang Bo sighed.
Fortunately, he came today, otherwise, I don't know what she would have thought.
He squatted in front of her and looked up at her: "Actually, you don't have to worry so much. The person who loves you, no matter what you do, is a unique existence in his eyes.
For people who don't love you, no matter what you do, they are not allowed."
"But what if he doesn't love me?"
"If I don't love you, why would I want you to enter the palace? Why go to all this trouble?
Miss Mu, you have to believe me. No one knows the person you are going to marry better than me. He must be the person who loves you the most in this world. I will guarantee it with my life."
When Mu Qingchao saw how seriously he spoke, he almost thought he was not joking.
Even though I thought it was ridiculous, I followed his words and said: "Well, according to what you said, the emperor in the palace has a deep love for me. Even though he has never met me in person, he is already in love with me. Then
And why do so many women still need to enter the palace?
Is it possible that the emperor is very philanthropic? He has an ocean-like affection for every woman?"
He knew that the crux was here.
"Perhaps there are some unavoidable reasons?" Jiang Bo replied.
"Think about it, the emperor has not accepted a concubine for two years, and the ministers are so anxious that they want to personally help him carry on the family line. If Miss Mu enters the palace alone this time, how many eyes will be staring at you alone?
I'm afraid everyone wants to find fault with you, but if you make a mistake, do you have to say that you are not worthy of the only position in the harem?
But it's different when there are more people. If you just blend in with the crowd and don't stand out, wouldn't you feel much more comfortable?
Can’t Miss Mu also have some relief?”
He tried his best to explain to the little girl in words she could understand, and also taught her what to do after entering the palace.
Mu Qingchao also understood.
She didn't have any great ambitions at all. If she wanted to enter the palace, she would have to win a favored concubine.
However, she always felt that something was wrong.
"Can……"
"Miss Mu." Before Mu Qingchao could speak, Jiang Bo interrupted her.
"I heard that His Majesty gave you the title 'Yifei'. Do you know what 'Yi' means?" he asked.
"'Yi'?" Mu Qingchao was a little confused: "'Yi' is a temporary solution?"
“It’s the ‘Yi’ from IKEA.”
He raised his head, looked at her very seriously, and said slowly and slowly: "Miss Mu, I guarantee with my life that he will never betray you.
If one day he betrays you, you come to me."
After saying that, he thrust a ruby-embedded dagger into her hand.
"You hold this dagger, and if one day he betrays you, you will poke him three times and six holes in my body to vent your hatred."
Mu Qingchao was made to laugh by his serious look.
"Master Jiang, what are you talking about? Even if he cheated on me, what does it have to do with you?"
"No, even if he has something to do with me and he betrays you, I will die. Death is not a pity."
Mu Qingchao was becoming more and more confused by his attitude.
However, after listening to what he said so much, it seemed that I was really not that afraid of entering the palace.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." she said.
"If you tell me this, I seem to be in a much better mood now."
She felt that her family had changed a lot recently, and when she told them about her unhappiness, they didn't like to hear it. They even said perfunctorily to her, "You'll know when you enter the palace." Even Chunya and Qiangwei were the same.
She had just woken up, and there was no one to talk to except her family. Holding these words in her heart was really killing her.
Fortunately, Jiang Bo came at this time.
"Master Jiang, you are such a good person." Mu Qingchao sighed sincerely.
After being ill for two years, he sought medical treatment for her, helped her family get back their ancestral property, and gave her winter jasmine flowers, and now he talks to her about his concerns...
She really didn't know how to thank her.
However, Jiang Bo smiled helplessly when he heard this.
"Miss Mu, I think you are scolding me."
"Ah? Why?" Mu Qingchao was confused.
"It's nothing." Jiang Bo quickly responded: "I just don't like Miss Mu praising me as a good person."
Mu Qingchao:......
What a strange person.
She suddenly thought of something and simply changed the topic.
"Young Master Jiang has been talking to me for such a long time, but he has never talked about yourself. What about you? Do you have a girl you like?"
"Yes." Jiang Bo answered decisively.
"I have been...waiting for a girl. I have been waiting for her for a long, long time."
"Is it……"
When Mu Qingchao saw Jiang Bo for the first time, he felt like he had stepped out of a painting. He thought that since he was a rich man, there must be no shortage of women around him.
I didn't expect him to be so affectionate and devoted, and I couldn't help but be moved.
"Are you waiting then?" Mu Qingchao asked.
"We're waiting." Jiang Bo nodded: "We're about to get married."
"Oh, that's right..." Mu Qingchao responded, feeling a little disappointed for no reason.
"Congratulations to you, Mr. Jiang.
Come to think of it, she must be a very good girl."
"Yes, to me, she is the best girl in the world. She is beautiful, tough, brave, and kind. Being able to marry her is my biggest wish in this life."
The more Mu Qingchao listened, the more uncomfortable he became. He could only endure the sourness and said: "Then I wish you a happy life together."