Chapter 1 The Person in Nangong's Heart

  After that night of indulgence, I caught a cold.

  Xiao Jiu is skipping and jumping on his way to school, singing the teasing song I used to sing to him: "Little yeah little second son, carrying that backpack to school." Seeing his energetic appearance makes me feel annoyed, prioritizing infatuation over friendship. Why bother? Unrequited love is so tiring.

  Look, I quickly forgot and adjusted my mindset to be friends with Nangong Qiuxue.

  But from another perspective, it means he trusts me, and his trust allows me to be this national guardian.

  "Ah-choo!" My throat is hoarse and my head hurts. A night of indulgence really doesn't agree with me, and to make matters worse, the injury on my left shoulder has been aching for days.

  "Oh dear, Xiao Ruo, gently." Sitting in the room, Xiao Ruo was applying a stimulating plaster to me, her shoulders half exposed, so sexy.

  "Serves you right! You're injured and still sleeping on the ground! If it weren't for Lord Nangong, I wouldn't have been able to move you."

  "What did you say?" I put on my clothes, "Are you saying that it was Nangong who carried me in that day?"

  "Yes." Xiao Ruo handed me a cup of hot water, her delicate face scrunched up, "This way, it's only a matter of time before Nan Gong figures it out, he knows the lady too well. It's better to discuss with the lady as soon as possible whether or not to keep it from Officer Nan."

  "Xiao Ruo, what was the relationship between Nangong and your wife in the past?" If he said they had no relationship, I wouldn't believe it even if you killed me. "How did he know so much about your wife?"

  Xiao Ruo shook open a purple outer garment: "He is the confidant of the madam, just like me. Chu Yue, although he is the madam's shifu (master), treats her as if they were siblings and is very good to her, but the madam still has to be on guard against him because he is a person of the empress dowager. Therefore, relatively speaking, the relationship between the madam and Nan Gong Da Ren is better, like... ah, that kind of close friend. He is absolutely loyal to the madam."

  "Really know each other? Are you sure?"

  Xiaoyao put the outer cloak into my hands, glanced around, then carefully lowered her head and met my eyes: "Actually... I suspect that Nangong Guanren likes Madam."

  I blinked, feeling a little sour in my heart, and the aftereffect struck again. I quickly adjusted my mood and smiled: "Actually, I think so too."

  Xiao Ruo raised an eyebrow and stood up straight: "You sensed it?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Then you'd better stay away from Nangong Guanren, so as not to take advantage of his feelings for Madam."

  "Huh?"

  "What's that?" When no one was around, Xiao Ruo didn't consider me as the mistress at all. "Nangong Guanren is the mistress, not you, you can't use the mistress' body to deceive Nangong Guanren."

  I'm embarrassed, rolling my eyes: "You think I'll eat anything?"

  "Who knows whether you will or won't, Madam has entrusted me to take good care of you and be careful not to flirt with the officials and attendants in the Imperial Palace."

  "Whatever." I put on my outer robe, "Listen, I'll be leaving here sooner or later, and I don't want to wear these tattered shoes that are as windy as they are elegant!"

  "You! You're indeed like a rascal!"

  "Hum, you're only realizing now? Your wife can't even handle me, this rascal. Be careful or I'll make sure you get into trouble with the men here!"

  "You, you!" Xiao Ruo covered her reddened face, "You're shameless!"

  I gave her a white eye and took out the money bag to go out.

  "Where are you going?" Xiaoyu was a bit nervous.

  I smiled and stretched: "Xuanyuan Yifei rewarded me with so much money again, it's a waste not to spend it, so I've decided to go shopping."

  "That was a reward for the Ninth Young Master of the Heavens!" Xiao Ruo declared loudly, gritting her teeth.

  "His isn't mine? Cut it out."

  "You, you."

  "What's wrong with me? The madam didn't say I couldn't go out for a stroll, did she? If I don't go out and have some fun, I'll get bored to death... and my desires will boil over and I'll go find that someone..."

  "Come back early!" Xiao Ruo puffed up her face.

  I smiled and said "bye bye". Then I heard someone furiously slamming clothes and shouting: "Scoundrel! Scoundrel!"

  Hehehe, Xiao Ruo is so angry she's going crazy.

  As expected, Nangong Qiuyue has feelings for Feng Qingya, but whether it's love or not is still just a guess between me and Xiaoyao. Outsiders often have a clearer view of things.

  Nan Gong Qiuyue quietly followed Feng Qingya, standing behind her and helping her. This feeling made me respect him, but why didn't he pursue Feng Qingya? Was it because of Xuan Mingyu?

  As long as the woman he loves is happy, even if it's just watching her from behind, he'll be happy. Unfortunately, Feng Qingya isn't happy, and Nan Gong Qiuxue must be feeling unwell too.

  I'm deeply moved. I really can't use my innocent and elegant body to give wrong hints, nor deceive his feelings. It's better to keep a distance from him and just be friends.

  The sunshine is exceptionally bright and beautiful, today is indeed a great day for shopping.

  No matter how lazy a woman is, her shopping mood is always passionate. Some women may shop every day, while others may only shop once a year, but when they do, they are absolutely enthusiastic and unstoppable.

  Just as I was proudly preparing to spend a lot of money, the housekeeper ran over from the other end of the Nine-Bend Bridge.

  "Milady... Milady..." He panted as he ran, "Princess Leng has arrived... Princess Leng has arrived..."

  "Leng Yue Yao?" But it's just Leng Yue Yao, the steward yelled as if he was going to kill someone.

  "Alright, uh... you take a rest." Watching the butler run off with a pale face, I really couldn't bear it. Ashamed, actually up until now I still don't even know this old man's name...

  She ran quickly and saw Leng Yue Yao standing in the front yard with a look of dissatisfaction on her face, her hands on her hips, her right foot tapping impatiently on the ground.

  She's wearing a relatively conservative outfit today. A long dress with a white base and red floral patterns, a fishtail hem, layer upon layer of folds unfolding from the waistline, a black leather belt cinched at her slender waist, and under the slightly short hem in front is a pair of black riding boots.

  Two long horse tails hang down in front of his chest, and his face smells like I'm late for a date.

  "Is this the way to treat a guest?" As expected, Leng Yue Yao started blaming me. I smiled mischievously: "Dear, I'm going shopping now, and I'll wear Xiang Xiang with me, what do you think?"

  Hiss! Hiss!

  Leng Yue's eyes flashed with golden light: "Looks like I arrived just in time, how can you go shopping without calling me up? Those clothes of yours are too tacky."

  "Ah, ah, fortunately you came." In a glance, he saw Nangong: "Nangong, go call Xiangxiang for me."

  Nangong stopped in his tracks, still wearing a simple green robe and blue shirt, unremarkable in every way. He stared at me, momentarily stunned.

  "Are you going out, madam?" he asked, his expression still serious.

  "En." I nodded, "Go window shopping, buy clothes, and you come along too." I smiled, Nan Gong Qiuxue looked at me for a while, then smiled: "Okay."

  Then, four people went out onto the street.

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