C80 (1/2)

Qiao Liangjin was sitting in the carriage with a gloomy face. Originally, she didn't have any hostility towards Southern Palace, but she wasn't a soft persimmon that anyone could take advantage of. Yet, Nangong had actually provoked her. This meant that she was still too kind. She could not be idle. She had to find something for Nangong to do.

Thinking that Nangong must have sneaked out from the Southern Kingdom, Qiao Liangjin's lips curled up into a mocking smile. She opened the curtain and her cherry lips slightly parted. She softly said, ”Lu Li.”

A figure instantly appeared beside Ah Kuan, who was driving the carriage.

Qiao Liangjin did not open the door curtain but instead gave an order in a neither loud nor low voice, ”Find a way to send a message to the Southern Kingdom. Tell them that the Southern Kingdom's Princess Nangong is in Xuanyuan Kingdom.”

Lu Li cupped his hands and said, ”Roger that.” And then, he flew out of the carriage.

When Lu Li's letter reached the Seventh Marquis' Mansion, a warm smile appeared on Hong Liang who was pouring tea on the side. She almost couldn't believe her eyes.

She had served him for so many years, but she had never seen him smile like this before. She calmly carried a cup of tea and walked to his side, wanting to see what could make the cold-faced prince smile.

After clearing up the mess, he put away the letter and slightly opened up some distance. He frowned as he looked at Hong Liang.

Hong Lingtong knew that he had already walked past the boundaries of cleanliness. He hurriedly placed the teacup in his hand on the table before kneeling on the ground. He said somewhat fearfully, ”My apologies, Your Highness …”

”Hongliang, on account of the fact that you've been with me for so many years, I, the King of Japan, am not going to mind.” However, if there is a next time, Hong Liang, you can go home. ” How could he not know what Hong Liang meant by suddenly closing in on him?

Hong Ye was already panicking as his eyes reddened. He kowtowed continuously in apology, ”Prince, please spare this servant. This servant will never dare to do it again …”

Su Chen waved his hand, signaling Hong Liang to go down. He was currently in a good mood because this was the first time that Qiao Liangjin had used his secret guard today. This was an improvement.

Originally, Nan Gong was annoyed and wanted to send a message to the Southern Kingdom. She did not expect the two of them to come up with the same idea. Then, she felt that she really had a connection with Qiao Liangjin.

According to the secret guard, Ning Xi had returned to the Southern Kingdom. After the Eastern country's commander, Ma Ji, had been beheaded by Qiao Liangjin, Ma Ji's daughter had reported that she had left the Southern Kingdom to help the Kingdom of Xuanyuan. The Eastern country's emperor was furious, so he took back the troops stationed at the border of Xuanyuan and headed south to write a letter of war.

He turned around and looked at the portrait behind him. In the portrait, there was a woman looking at him from the fence, her slightly tilted face, her perfect thin chin hooked up, her pride and respect written all over the paper. Her index finger moved across the portrait's face, the corner of her lips slightly tracing a perfect curve, and her eyes showed more and more appreciation.

When she returned to the Prime Minister's Estate, it was already close to evening. The sky was filled with dense dark clouds. Qiao Liangjin tightened the cloak on her body. It seemed that another stretch of snow was about to fall.

Before he could even get to the Golden Flower Pavilion, a timid voice called out from behind him, ”Big sis …”

Qiao Liangjin's memory had always been quite good. She turned around with a faint smile and called out, ”Xinting, you're back?”

A group of purple figures jogged up to Qiao Liangjin from behind. They lifted their slightly red faces from the cold and smiled: ”Big sister, I've been waiting for you here for a long time.”

Qiao Liangjin quickly grabbed Qiao Xinting's hands and felt a warm grip on her small, cold hands. She frowned and asked: ”Why are you waiting for me here? It was so cold. Where is your servant girl? ”

Qiao Xinting's servant, Ah Qing, quickly ran over and knelt in front of Qiao Liangjin. Before she even opened her mouth, her voice was already sobbing, ”Yes …” ”My apologies, eldest miss, this servant …”

”Big Sis, don't blame her. I insisted on waiting for your return.” Qiao Xinting hurriedly explained to Ah Qing.

Qiao Liangjin's greatest headache was the ancients' habit of kneeling down without a word. While pulling Qiao Xinting along, she said, ”Hurry and get up, the sky is freezing and the earth is freezing. Don't kneel down too easily from now on.”

Ah Qing quickly stood up, wiping the corners of her eyes, and obediently followed behind the crowd.

She explained in a low voice, ”Miss doesn't like people kneeling to her. If anything happens in the future, you can just get lucky.” Also, where is your Young Miss' warm hand stove? ”

A'Qing looked to be about fifteen years old. Perhaps it was because she had stayed too long in the mountains, but her skin was slightly dark. Hearing Pasture's question, she awkwardly pinched the corner of her jacket and replied, ”We've never had that thing …”

Dai Di blinked, her face full of shock. Although Qiao Xinting and her daughter were not highly regarded, they did not even have a warm hand stove for winter. This was something inconceivable.

Qiao Xinting followed Qiao Lianjin back to the Golden Flower Pavilion. The moment the door was pushed open, a wave of heat hit her face. Qiao Xinting's face, which was originally red from the cold, turned even redder.