When Luan Liuming heard these little maids and eunuchs saying bad things about Liu Fanhua, they were angry and were about to step forward, but when they heard Liu Fanhua dancing for the emperor, they felt like they were falling into an ice cellar.
Recalling that beautiful night in his mind, Liu Fanhua was spinning barefoot in the yard, her graceful figure against the cool moonlight, and her every smile was deeply engraved in his heart.
"I will never let you dance on the land again!" The heroic words of that day are still in my ears, but now women dance for other men,
Luan Liuming clenched his fingers and strode towards the Plum Blossom Garden.
In the Plum Blossom Garden, Liu Fanhua sat in the pavilion under the pillars, watching the palace officials plant peonies for her one by one.
When she went to a wealthy family's house before, she saw peonies all over the yard. The shocking scene was something she would never forget. She envied the mistress of the yard, but she was just a tool sent to serve men. Now , she has her own peony garden in the largest palace of a wealthy family!
Luan Liuming stepped forward and asked in a deep voice: "What exactly do you want to do?"
Liu Fanhua lazily raised her eyes: "Building a peony garden, a yard of plum trees is too unlucky!"
Luan Liuming said in a deep voice: "This is just a place for you to stay temporarily. Why do you want to mobilize so many troops? Do you have the intention to stay?"
Liu Fanhua slowly raised her lips: "Living here, being close to the emperor, you can better absorb the dragon energy and monitor the national destiny for the emperor, there is nothing wrong with it? But you, Mr. Luan, this is the harem after all, you are young Run this way to avoid misunderstanding!"
After Liu Fanhua finished speaking, she stretched out her hand, and Shuci quickly stepped forward to help her into the bedroom.
Luan Liu wanted to catch up, but was stopped by the palace guards.
Luan Liuming looked at the heavily guarded plum blossom garden, and then at the knocked down plum blossom tree, his heart became colder and colder, and slowly, he seemed to understand something.
That woman is no longer his Yuqing!
In the restaurant, Long Yule ordered two more jars of the best bamboo leaf greens.
"Third Prince, you'd better drink less!" Ah Qian advised in a low voice.
Long Yule pushed Ah Qian away, picked up the wine jar and drank it down.
Ah Qian sighed and silently stayed by Long Yule's side.
Long Yule had almost finished drinking, so he left the restaurant with a jar of wine and headed straight towards the palace.
Ah Qian thought that Long Yule was finally willing to go back, so he quickly followed behind him to protect him, but he watched helplessly as Long Yule passed through his own door and pushed open the door of the Protector's Mansion.
After the Duke Protector's Mansion was rehabilitated, although the seal on the door was removed, the courtyard was still desolate.
Long Yule sat on the stone in the yard, looking at the lush grass, and continued to drink.
Ah Qian sighed and was about to persuade him again, but he saw that the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open. There was a man standing at the door, followed by a young master and two slaves.
Ah Qian was startled, and was about to step forward to ask who it was, when the young master rushed over and shouted happily: "Third Prince, it's me, I'm An Mingqing!"
Long Yule reluctantly opened his drunken eyes, saw the three people in front of him clearly, and stood up in shock.
Standing in front of him was the former Protector of the Country Yang Sheng, and the person holding him was none other than An Mingqing, the young master of the Protector of the Country.
Long Yule was half awake from the wine. An Yangsheng had been missing for three or four years. Why did he suddenly appear?
"Third prince, you are well and well!" An Yangsheng said with a faint smile. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com