Chapter 69a: May His Majesty Bestow a Marriage Upon Me

Before stepping into her courtyard, Dai Yue came out to welcome her and said in relief: “My Lady, you have finally returned.”

“Did anything happen at home during the last few days?” Luo Qing Luan asked as she walked.

Originally, Dai Yue was curious and wanted to ask her mistress where she’d been. She clearly left the city with Nanny Song, yet there was actually word from the palace that she had been summoned by the Empress. Dai Yue thought about it for several days, but still couldn’t figure it out.

But since Luo Qing Luan asked a question, she could only reply. “That’s right, My Lady, the remodel to our courtyard has already been completed. All furnishings have already been put in place. I thought that since you haven’t returned, but will certainly be unwilling to continue living at the eldest lady’s Frosted Flower Courtyard, I took it upon myself to make the decision and had all of your personal belongings moved back.”

“My Lady, I haven’t made a mistake, have I?” After she finished speaking, she even looked carefully at Luo Qing Luan.

“We can return already?” Luo Qing Luan was very happy. This was good news. She nodded. “Not bad, Dai Yue, it’s still better to go back and live there.”

“That’s right, My Lady, why have I not seen Nanny Song return with you?”

Once she heard this, Luo Qing Luan’s eyes chilled. The scene dripping with blood from a few days ago appeared in her mind again.

During these few days at the Prince’s Mansion, Nalan Ye already told her that he made funeral arrangements for Nanny Song and had already buried her. But Luo Qing Luan had no way of telling her of this matter. She already knew that it was Wang Xue Ru who sent the assassins.

Even though there’s still no evidence, would she really just look on helplessly? Certainly not.

Suppressing the grief in her heart with difficulty, Luo Qing Luan replied emotionlessly. “Wet Nurse didn’t feel too well, so I didn’t have her return with me. I gave her some money for her to go back home and recuperate for a time, before doing anything else.”

“Oh, so it’s like that.” Dai Yue didn’t suspect in the slightest and nodded her head. “Mn, Nanny Song’s health really has been poor. She’s getting old now, it’s also good for her to take a break. My Lady is really good to her.”

“She’s my wet nurse, I’m supposed to be good to her.” Not only this, Luo Qing Luan vowed to herself that she will surely not let Wang Xue Ru off.

She basically didn’t return to her room and directly walked to Graceful Orchid Courtyard.

She was away for four days before coming home. Even though she used the excuse of entering the palace to visit the empress, perhaps Wang Xue Ru might be skeptical and believe instead that she’s actually already dead? If she were to meet Wang Xue Ru at this time, she wondered if the latter would be spooked through her own guilty conscience?

Steady and collected, Luo Qing Luan quietly entered Graceful Orchid Courtyard. The door was open. Besides Luo Cheng, who just saw her in their grand hall, Graceful Orchid Courtyard’s people still didn’t know that she’d returned. Looking up, the personal maid serving Wang Xe Ru, Ziyu, was walking this way while carrying a cup of soup. She suddenly saw a silhouette. When she saw that face clearly, she cried out in alarm. The soup in her hand tumbled to the ground and shattered.

“Ah……”

Ziyu was filled with panic, as if she’d seen a ghost.

Luo Qing Luan’s white clothes fluttered about as she turned her head emotionlessly and glanced at Ziyu, not saying a word as she entered the room.

This glance caused Ziyu to nearly lose her soul. Didn’t the side madam already arrange for assassins to get rid of the second lady? She hadn’t returned for several days already. She’s clearly already dead, yet why suddenly now……her eyeballs rolled over and she fainted.

Once Dai Yue saw this, she frowned in dissatisfaction. What’s wrong with that maid serving the side madam? Her health was so poor and surprisingly fainted? Forget it, she was disinclined to care. In any case, she also didn’t like this Ziyu. She’d better just follow her own mistress.

“My Lady, wait for me.” Dai Yue quickly followed after. Inside the bright and clean room, Wang Xue Ru was sitting in the recliner. A servant girl was squatting by the side carefully applying color to her fingernails. Arranged on the tabletop were small gold cloisonne plates inlaid with white porcelain enamel in flower designs. They were only as large as the palm of a hand. In them were bright red balsam juices, blended with balsam paint from the capital’s best cosmetics store. The reds were breathtaking.

“Madam, does this look good to you?” The servant girl retrieved the tools used for retouching and asked with a smile.

“Mm, looks alright to me. These certainly deserve to be tools from the Golden Branches Pavillion……” Just as she spoke, Wang Xue Ru saw some movement from the corner of her eyes. She casually turned to look. A young girl dressed entirely in white was standing in front of her, expression gloomy, face expressionless as she stared at her. Her eyes were filled with unconcealed hatred and it was as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Who else could it be but Luo Qing Luan?

Wasn’t she already dead?

With this thought flashing by, Wang Xue Ru suddenly thought of something, and her complexion changed greatly crying out in fear, “Ah…..a ghost!”

She frenziedly shrunk back on the recliner at once, waving and kicking all over the place. The tea and balsam oil fingernail paint on the tabletop along with four or five little white porcelain plates all fell and shattered, making a mess all over the floor.

That servant girl who was kneeling on the ground didn’t understand what’s up and panicked as she promptly pulled the other, “Madam, Madam, what’s going on?”

“A ghost, ghost……don’t come over here!” Wang Xue Ru lost her head out of fear, now covered all over in tea and red balsam juice, but wasn’t aware of it. She only stared at Luo Qing Luan in terror, as her hands waved randomly. “Aren’t you dead? Why are you looking for me? Hurry and leave……ghost, ghost!”

Dai Yue watched with astonishment, puzzled yet didn’t know what to make of it. Could it be that the side madam is sick and became crazy the moment she saw the young mistress?

“Father’s Concubine, I just returned from the palace, so came to pay my respects to you. Why are you saying that I’m dead?” Finally, Luo Qing Luan opened her mouth and spoke faintly, “Don’t tell me that Father’s Concubine did something shameful, otherwise, why are your words not making any sense?”