Empress marry

Chapter 447 She Will Do It Anyway

When I looked up, I could only see the back of the man leaving with a wave of his sleeves.

Lu Qingqing stared blankly, staring at her, the corners of her lips carelessly pulled out a faint arc, but it was uglier than crying.

"Shangguan Jinglan, I never like to dream."

Whatever she wants to do, she will do it no matter what.

Rather Stick to your guns.

Lu Qingqing covered her waist, rubbed it hard twice, and stood up straight again enduring the pain.

It just so happened that she didn't know how to tell him about the poison in her body.

……

Royal study.

Han Lu looked at the mountain of official documents in front of the man, and couldn't bear it, "My lord, don't rush to read these, you can rest first."

Although the prince is pursuing efficiency, he also knows that before he met the princess, the prince's time was almost spent on these so-called serious matters, but now that he has a princess, he is not in a hurry to deal with these official documents. Why is the prince so like this?
The man raised his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "What time is it?"

"Go back to your lord, Xin Shi."

It is indeed late.

Shangguan Jinglan got up from the dragon chair expressionlessly, and Han Lu followed him from the imperial study to the Dragon Palace.

The man's complexion was still not good, and when he walked to the door, his footsteps still paused.

Han Lu didn't know what happened during the day, so he asked him strangely, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing."

The man walked in slowly, and the whole area of ​​Longyin Palace was cleaned very well, looking neat and tidy, only one place looked dirty and weird, and there were bits and pieces of paper scraps on the ground.

Han Lu frowned suddenly, "Who is in charge of today's cleaning?"

"Lord Han." The little eunuch who was in charge of cleaning came out immediately, and said worriedly, "This is the princess's thing, and the servant dare not touch it."

If it is rubbish, it is not, because the princess took a long time to complete this painting.

It's just that after they gave up the place to the two masters just now, when they came back, there was no one to see, only this torn painting.

What exactly happened, no one knew, and naturally no one dared to mess around.

Han Lu's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his eyes fell on those fragments of paper, which could clearly be seen to be a painting.

His heart skipped a beat, "Where's the princess?"

The little eunuch replied: "The princess seems to have gone out."

"..."

Han Lu decided to shut up, he didn't dare to continue asking.

Shangguan Jinglan stood silently for a while, then walked to the scattered papers, and slowly squatted down.

"My lord, come down."

Han Lu saw his intention and wanted to pick it up for him.

The man waved his hand lightly, "No need."

He bent down and picked up the torn pieces of paper one by one in his hand, but when he finally put them together, he found that one piece was missing.

The man searched around in silence, while Han Lu and the little eunuch at the side also searched together.

With the lantern on, the candlelight faintly reflected the surroundings, and the pitch-black scene was not conducive to their search.

Today's wind is a bit strong, so this flimsy piece of paper may have drifted to nowhere after it was torn, or it may not be found at all.But no one has told this fact, even the master is still looking for it, so what qualifications does a slave have to say no?
Unfortunately, the weather is not so beautiful this day, and snowflakes began to fall one after another.

Shangguan Jinglan's body froze for a moment, and his gaze quickly swept across the courtyard.

Finally, I found the last piece under a piece of green grass, and got it in my hand intact, without being wet by the snow.

(End of this chapter)