"Yes. Song Ning is willing to do things that make the emperor happy." Song Ning nodded obediently, then carefully squatted down and picked up the broken tea bowl. She accidentally pricked her hand with the broken pieces, but the emperor remained silent.
Her cheeks did not care about her bleeding hands. She felt suffocated and quietly covered the wound on her hands with a handkerchief.
"What did you say?"
"I said, I hope the emperor is happy."
These words seemed familiar. Di Qianao touched Song Ning's hair and said, "Live in Changchun Palace and become my concubine. I will give you an immortal palace lantern. This time, I will protect you for the rest of your life."
Song Ning nodded in confusion, "Yeah."
Emperor Qian Ao commanded in a deep voice: "Hai Yin, pass on the decree. The young master will grant you residence in Changchun Palace, and you will be granted the title of noble concubine. The palace lanterns will be lit to keep the light on."
"Yes, Emperor."
Haiyin stood alone outside the dragon's dormitory. In the past, Mei Guan would be with him. He faced the empty seat beside him and said softly: "Mei Guan, since you and the empress left, everything has changed."
Yes. I feel really uncomfortable."
***
After Luo Changan woke up that day, she worked hard to recover. In order to go back for revenge, and to reunite with her husband and children earlier, she missed the emperor and her two babies crazily.
The scar on her face no longer hurts, but has become an old wrinkled scar, with red granulation and black texture, which is very ugly. In the past, she loved looking in the mirror, but now she doesn't.
She covered the bronze mirror in the house with a piece of cloth and never looked in the mirror again.
These days, she walked out of the house and walked around in the yard. She looked around and found that Shen Qingchuan's yard was located on a small island surrounded by water. Xu was his private island. Shen Qingchuan said
She took good care of herself and disappeared by herself. To be honest, she couldn't do it. She couldn't see the other side of the river. She couldn't move without a boat, so she had to ask him for help.
"My lord, you are back." The maid bowed softly towards the arch.
Luo Changan turned around and saw Shen Qingchuan with his trouser legs rolled up, dressed casually like a fisherman, with a sunny face on his handsome face. He put the big fish harvested from the river into the fish tank, and then raised his eyebrows at Luo Changan.
Chang'an, "You look good today."
Luo Changan turned his cheek to the side and subconsciously closed his gaze on her scar.
Shen Qingchuan smiled and said: "During the few months you were in coma, I faced this scar every day. It doesn't matter. I'm used to it."
As he said that, he covered the right side of her face with his hand in mid-air and said, "Look at the left side, it's beautiful."
As he spoke, he raised his hand in the air to touch the lower half of her cheek, "Looking at her eyes alone, she is also beautiful!"
He put his hand down and said disappointedly: "Look at the whole face, that's it. There is no beauty at all, and the face is disgusting."
Luo Changan said displeased: "Does Master Shen like to make fun of other people's appearance?"
Shen Qingchuan handed her a well-carved mask, "In order to prevent my eyes from being poisoned anymore, I made a mask for you."
Luo Changan took the mask over. This mask was hollow and slanted from the forehead to the right side of the face. It could cover blemishes. Wearing it could also help Luo Changan relieve some of the uneasiness caused by the strange looks from others. She felt that although Mr. Shen’s mouth was
Although she was poisonous, she still handled some personnel matters, and she said softly: "Thank you."
Shen Qingchuan shrugged, "You're welcome, I'm just idle, just passing the time."
After saying that, he stopped talking to Luo Changan, but picked up the barrel and went down the stone steps, intending to go to the mountain in the backyard to get some spring water. Before taking office, he could live a leisurely life like a villager in the mountains. It was good. After entering the capital,
, I don’t know whether to exit the city gate horizontally or vertically.
Luo Changan followed him step by step and coughed slightly, his voice was extremely unpleasant due to the fire, "I took a look and found that your yard is on an island. I don't have the ability to swim out. I still have to discuss it with you.
Use your ship to take me to the capital, and then... lend me some money, and I will return to the palace on my own. Later... I will pay you back the money, and I will pay you the ferry fare."
Shen Qingchuan laughed as if he had heard some whimsical joke: "It's a lot to ask for. I'm sending you to the capital, and I'm lending you some money. It doesn't matter that you're a great beauty. The key is that your appearance is ruined."
, my throat is also burned out. What do I want from you?"
Luo Changan heard that he was not interested, so he said: "The emperor treats me with deep affection, and I will thank you again when you turn around."
Shen Qingchuan only looked at her deeply, with deep affection? Things had changed a long time ago. His voice also became a little darker, "Stupid woman."
Luo Changan didn't know what he meant, so he just said: "Look, I am really penniless at the moment and have no bargaining chips. It depends on whether you are willing to help me. I also have a lot of money in the Bai family mansion, but you have to
Help me first, and then I can thank you when you get back."
Shen Qingchuan hugged his arms and said, "Since you want to go back to the palace despite your scalp, then let's do this. If you can pick up twenty buckets of water and go up the hundred-level stone steps, fill the water tank in the yard with mountain spring water.
, I will promise to ship you to Beijing."
Luo Changan looked at the bucket. It could hold at least thirty kilograms of water. Twenty buckets of water would mean nearly six hundred kilograms of water. She could walk up and down the hundred stone steps twenty times. To be honest, it was difficult for her to do it with her physique.
She did not admit defeat, she had to go back, she had something she had to do. She held the murderer's jade pendant in her lapel and said, "Okay."
Shen Qingchuan handed the bucket to Luo Changan, and then he returned to the yard, took a book and sat under the shade of a tree to read.
There were stone cracks on the mountain, and mountain spring water trickled down from the cracks. Luo Changan placed the wooden bucket on the ground, and poured the mountain spring water into the wooden barrel from the stone crack. She did not hesitate and filled the water.
On the edge of the bucket, when she lifted the first bucket of water up the hundred stone steps and poured it into the water tank, she was already panting from exhaustion. She had never done any heavy work under the hands of her parents since she was a child, and she was used to being pampered by the emperor's love.
I have never done any heavy work, and the hard work I am doing now is probably the heaviest in my life.
Shen Qingchuan didn't react at all. With such a rich body and delicate body, she couldn't hold on to three buckets of water anyway.
Luo Changan's health was really bad. He had been keeping Cangmiao on medication for a long time. In the past six months, he stopped taking medication. The sword wounds on his lower abdomen, the incisions made when giving birth to children, and the scars all over his body seemed to be reviving hidden diseases.
She carried three buckets of water in a row. Under the noon sun, she was sweating all over her body. Sweat beads rolled down her cheeks. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her outline was beautiful.
When Shen Qingchuan saw the outline of his waist, he looked away to avoid suspicion. However, did a woman who was proud of Di Qian need to be respected? He turned his eyes back to Luo Changan.
Luo Changan did not surrender. She poured the third bucket of water into the water tank and went down the stone steps to fetch water from the back mountain. Shen Qingchuan put the book on the table and followed her back with his eyes. This woman was so
Stubborn?
Luo Changan counted clearly. When she mentioned the eighth bucket of water, she already felt dizzy and her hands and feet were shaking. But she really wanted to go home early and kill her enemy as soon as possible. She gritted her teeth and persisted.
Finally, when she mentioned the thirteenth bucket of water, her arms were visibly shaking.
Shen Qingchuan couldn't sit still anymore. He stood up and said in a deep voice: "Don't mention it."
Luo Changan was startled, his lips turned white, and there was no blood on his cheeks, "There are still seven buckets of water. Don't even think about breaking your promise! I'll take your boat back to Beijing after I've finished carrying it."
Shen Qingchuan frowned and said again: "I told you, don't bring it up anymore."
"It doesn't matter what you say. Luo Changan has the final say." Luo Changan waved his hand to him.
She ignored him and continued to pour the remaining seven buckets of mountain spring water into the jar. The jar was just full. She quickly placed the bucket on the ground, rotated the bucket a few times, and then sat down softly.
On the stone steps, he was paralyzed from exhaustion. He looked at Shen Qingchuan with squinted eyes and gasped: "I've finished carrying twenty barrels. When will you send me to Beijing?"
"Since you are so anxious to go back. I will be leaving for Beijing to take up my post soon, so I will take you with me. On the way, we will pass by Shijiang Ferry, go down from Shijiang Ferry, and disembark from Chang'an City Ferry." Shen Qingchuan said, and he said with a smile:
"I'm really devoted to Jin Shang."
Luo Changan leaned against the stone pillar without saying a word. It had been one hundred and seventy-five days and five hours since he left him. What was he doing? Was he worried because he couldn't find her everywhere?