Chapter 110: The Royal Harmony Hall [V]
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When they came out of the Harmony Hall, the entire group of people was speechless.
Meng Yuan kept holding Zhao Ling's hand, his face was tense, and he was silent all the way.
Zhao Ling understood the unease in his heart, but she knew that he could understand it, but it was just unacceptable for a while. She was used to his awkward temper. In front of her, this guy was like a child who didn't grow up, intentionally.
Walking out of the palace, Zhao Ling said goodbye to Lu Ziqing.
In the Harmony Hall just now, Emperor Ming had ordered that Lu Ziqing was promoted to the position of the Minister of Justice because of his outstanding work in solving the case, and others over the time past. Now, the Ministry of Personnel must have been drafting the appointment documents.
So she politely greeted Lu Ziqing. "Congratulations to Mr. Lu for your progress."
Lu Ziqing took a deep look at Zhao Ling, "Actually, it's all thanks to you Ling that you could solve the case so smoothly this time."
Hearing this "Ling", Meng Yuan instantly turned his face. His eyes were cold and his tone was icy. "Did Master Lu forget his identity?"
Lu Ziqing bowed to Meng Yuan without changing his facial expre, and replied respectfully, "Ling and King Xuan are not married, and the lower official felt that it was inappropriate to call her Princess Xuan, so he called her that way. Ling, do you mind?"
He stared at Zhao Ling with inner burning eyes, but the expression on his physical face was still as calm as before.
Zhao Ling naturally wouldn't mind. To her, calling her by her first name was far more pleasing than calling her Princess Xuan. She smiled at Lu Ziqing indifferently, and said, "Of course not, Master Lu, please."
She turned her head and gave the angry Meng Yuan a roll of eyes. She also had an opinion on how people call her by name name. She remembered the last time she was in Suzhou, when Yun Yi called her Ling, and this prince also had an expression of wanting to kill him.
Hearing Zhao Ling's answer, Lu Ziqing was overjoyed and couldn't help but smile back at Zhao Ling.
In Zhao Ling's memory, Lu Ziqing had never been seen smiling. When she saw him now, she was probably used to his unsmiling facial features and stiff facial features, that this smile seemed a little unnatural, making her laughed secretly, and the smile on Lu Ziqing face could not help but deepen.
Seeing the two smiling at each other, Meng Yuan was obviously more delirious. He snorted coldly, grabbed Zhao Ling's slender waist like a demonstration of affection, and said calmly, "This king heard that Lord Lu will marry a wife in a few days. It's a double happiness. It's really worth it. Congratulations."
Lu Ziqing was getting married? Zhao Ling had never heard of it, but after hearing this, she sincerely congratulated him again. "Oh, that's great news. In this way, Lord Lu now have a double big celebration. It's really a double happiness. This is really gratifying."
Lu Ziqing's expression seemed a little unnatural, "Thank you. I just obeyed the family's arrangement and accepted a concubine, not a wife."
In fact, Lu Ziqing was right, in the Dasheng Dynasty, of course, marrying a wife and taking a concubine were two different things. He didn't know why he was in such a hurry to explain this, but subconsciously wanted to tell Zhao Ling that he was not married yet.
Meng Yuan sneered inwardly. Only he knew that if he, Lu Ziqing, took a concubine, no matter how he explained it, he would never have a chance to develop relationship with his Ling'er.
Because, what Ling'er asked for was "a couple for the rest of their lives". Hmph, even if he told Lu Ziqing about this promise, he might not be able to do it.
When he was going back, Meng Yuan naturally couldn't let go of the warm time of being able to chat with Zhao Ling alone in the carriage, so he insisted on sending Zhao Ling back to her mansion.
However, due to the fact that the carriage of the Xuanwang Mansion was too high-profile, and with the memory of the last time with her family still fresh in her mind, Zhao Ling made the carriage stop at a street corner not far from the Zhao Mansion.
She didn't want the same situation to happen again like the last time when the whole Duke household went out to greet her. She was not a person who liked to show off.
When parting, Meng Yuan was reluctant to part, hugged Zhao Ling tightly and refused to let go. Zhao Ling knew in her heart that her refusal to get married, back at the palace, made him feel uneasy.
The pain and loneliness and isolation over the years have made Meng Yuan's character very insecure. But for the sake of his physical recovery, she had to let this cruelty happened.
Zhao Ling patted him on the back and said softly, "A-Yuan, every ten days, and the day when the blood of the little fox is to be taken, I will come to the Xuanwang Mansion to see you, and I will continue to make your favourite food every day, and send it to your mansion. You must remember to eat on time, you know?"
"I will." Meng Yuan knew that everything Ling'er did was for his own good, but he just couldn't let go of her. He felt that he was not suffering from cold poison, but a poison called "Zhao Ling". Once he had the poison of her person, he could never forget it or stop it.
The only thing he could do was to kiss her forehead, her eyes, her face, and her lips over and over again, as if he wanted to use this method to eliminate the faint unease in his heart.
After Zhao Ling finally finished coaxing Meng Yuan, the royal child who was insecure and unwilling to let go of her coquettishness, when she returned to the Duke's Mansion, it was time to hold the proverbial lamp.
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When they came out of the Harmony Hall, the entire group of people was speechless.
Meng Yuan kept holding Zhao Ling's hand, his face was tense, and he was silent all the way.
Zhao Ling understood the unease in his heart, but she knew that he could understand it, but it was just unacceptable for a while. She was used to his awkward temper. In front of her, this guy was like a child who didn't grow up, intentionally.
Walking out of the palace, Zhao Ling said goodbye to Lu Ziqing.
In the Harmony Hall just now, Emperor Ming had ordered that Lu Ziqing was promoted to the position of the Minister of Justice because of his outstanding work in solving the case, and others over the time past. Now, the Ministry of Personnel must have been drafting the appointment documents.
So she politely greeted Lu Ziqing. "Congratulations to Mr. Lu for your progress."
Lu Ziqing took a deep look at Zhao Ling, "Actually, it's all thanks to you Ling that you could solve the case so smoothly this time."
Hearing this "Ling", Meng Yuan instantly turned his face. His eyes were cold and his tone was icy. "Did Master Lu forget his identity?"
Lu Ziqing bowed to Meng Yuan without changing his facial expre, and replied respectfully, "Ling and King Xuan are not married, and the lower official felt that it was inappropriate to call her Princess Xuan, so he called her that way. Ling, do you mind?"
He stared at Zhao Ling with inner burning eyes, but the expression on his physical face was still as calm as before.
Zhao Ling naturally wouldn't mind. To her, calling her by her first name was far more pleasing than calling her Princess Xuan. She smiled at Lu Ziqing indifferently, and said, "Of course not, Master Lu, please."
She turned her head and gave the angry Meng Yuan a roll of eyes. She also had an opinion on how people call her by name name. She remembered the last time she was in Suzhou, when Yun Yi called her Ling, and this prince also had an expression of wanting to kill him.
Hearing Zhao Ling's answer, Lu Ziqing was overjoyed and couldn't help but smile back at Zhao Ling.
In Zhao Ling's memory, Lu Ziqing had never been seen smiling. When she saw him now, she was probably used to his unsmiling facial features and stiff facial features, that this smile seemed a little unnatural, making her laughed secretly, and the smile on Lu Ziqing face could not help but deepen.
Seeing the two smiling at each other, Meng Yuan was obviously more delirious. He snorted coldly, grabbed Zhao Ling's slender waist like a demonstration of affection, and said calmly, "This king heard that Lord Lu will marry a wife in a few days. It's a double happiness. It's really worth it. Congratulations."
Lu Ziqing was getting married? Zhao Ling had never heard of it, but after hearing this, she sincerely congratulated him again. "Oh, that's great news. In this way, Lord Lu now have a double big celebration. It's really a double happiness. This is really gratifying."
Lu Ziqing's expression seemed a little unnatural, "Thank you. I just obeyed the family's arrangement and accepted a concubine, not a wife."
In fact, Lu Ziqing was right, in the Dasheng Dynasty, of course, marrying a wife and taking a concubine were two different things. He didn't know why he was in such a hurry to explain this, but subconsciously wanted to tell Zhao Ling that he was not married yet.
Meng Yuan sneered inwardly. Only he knew that if he, Lu Ziqing, took a concubine, no matter how he explained it, he would never have a chance to develop relationship with his Ling'er.
Because, what Ling'er asked for was "a couple for the rest of their lives". Hmph, even if he told Lu Ziqing about this promise, he might not be able to do it.
When he was going back, Meng Yuan naturally couldn't let go of the warm time of being able to chat with Zhao Ling alone in the carriage, so he insisted on sending Zhao Ling back to her mansion.
However, due to the fact that the carriage of the Xuanwang Mansion was too high-profile, and with the memory of the last time with her family still fresh in her mind, Zhao Ling made the carriage stop at a street corner not far from the Zhao Mansion.
She didn't want the same situation to happen again like the last time when the whole Duke household went out to greet her. She was not a person who liked to show off.
When parting, Meng Yuan was reluctant to part, hugged Zhao Ling tightly and refused to let go. Zhao Ling knew in her heart that her refusal to get married, back at the palace, made him feel uneasy.
The pain and loneliness and isolation over the years have made Meng Yuan's character very insecure. But for the sake of his physical recovery, she had to let this cruelty happened.
Zhao Ling patted him on the back and said softly, "A-Yuan, every ten days, and the day when the blood of the little fox is to be taken, I will come to the Xuanwang Mansion to see you, and I will continue to make your favourite food every day, and send it to your mansion. You must remember to eat on time, you know?"
"I will." Meng Yuan knew that everything Ling'er did was for his own good, but he just couldn't let go of her. He felt that he was not suffering from cold poison, but a poison called "Zhao Ling". Once he had the poison of her person, he could never forget it or stop it.
The only thing he could do was to kiss her forehead, her eyes, her face, and her lips over and over again, as if he wanted to use this method to eliminate the faint unease in his heart.
After Zhao Ling finally finished coaxing Meng Yuan, the royal child who was insecure and unwilling to let go of her coquettishness, when she returned to the Duke's Mansion, it was time to hold the proverbial lamp.
When they came out of the Harmony Hall, the entire group of people was speechless.Meng Yuan kept holding Zhao Ling's hand, his face was tense, and he was silent all the way.Zhao Ling understood the unease in his heart, but she knew that he could understand it, but it was just unacceptable for a while. She was used to his awkward temper. In front of her, this guy was like a child who didn't grow up, intentionally.Walking out of the palace, Zhao Ling said goodbye to Lu Ziqing.In the Harmony Hall just now, Emperor Ming had ordered that Lu Ziqing was promoted to the position of the Minister of Justice because of his outstanding work in solving the case, and others over the time past. Now, the Ministry of Personnel must have been drafting the appointment documents. So she politely greeted Lu Ziqing. "Congratulations to Mr. Lu for your progress."Lu Ziqing took a deep look at Zhao Ling, "Actually, it's all thanks to you Ling that you could solve the case so smoothly this time."Hearing this "Ling", Meng Yuan instantly turned his face. His eyes were cold and his tone was icy. "Did Master Lu forget his identity?"Lu Ziqing bowed to Meng Yuan without changing his facial expre, and replied respectfully, "Ling and King Xuan are not married, and the lower official felt that it was inappropriate to call her Princess Xuan, so he called her that way. Ling, do you mind?"He stared at Zhao Ling with inner burning eyes, but the expression on his physical face was still as calm as before.Zhao Ling naturally wouldn't mind. To her, calling her by her first name was far more pleasing than calling her Princess Xuan. She smiled at Lu Ziqing indifferently, and said, "Of course not, Master Lu, please."She turned her head and gave the angry Meng Yuan a roll of eyes. She also had an opinion on how people call her by name name. She remembered the last time she was in Suzhou, when Yun Yi called her Ling, and this prince also had an expression of wanting to kill him.Hearing Zhao Ling's answer, Lu Ziqing was overjoyed and couldn't help but smile back at Zhao Ling.In Zhao Ling's memory, Lu Ziqing had never been seen smiling. When she saw him now, she was probably used to his unsmiling facial features and stiff facial features, that this smile seemed a little unnatural, making her laughed secretly, and the smile on Lu Ziqing face could not help but deepen.Seeing the two smiling at each other, Meng Yuan was obviously more delirious. He snorted coldly, grabbed Zhao Ling's slender waist like a demonstration of affection, and said calmly, "This king heard that Lord Lu will marry a wife in a few days. It's a double happiness. It's really worth it. Congratulations."Lu Ziqing was getting married? Zhao Ling had never heard of it, but after hearing this, she sincerely congratulated him again. "Oh, that's great news. In this way, Lord Lu now have a double big celebration. It's really a double happiness. This is really gratifying."Lu Ziqing's expression seemed a little unnatural, "Thank you. I just obeyed the family's arrangement and accepted a concubine, not a wife."In fact, Lu Ziqing was right, in the Dasheng Dynasty, of course, marrying a wife and taking a concubine were two different things. He didn't know why he was in such a hurry to explain this, but subconsciously wanted to tell Zhao Ling that he was not married yet.Meng Yuan sneered inwardly. Only he knew that if he, Lu Ziqing, took a concubine, no matter how he explained it, he would never have a chance to develop relationship with his Ling'er.Because, what Ling'er asked for was "a couple for the rest of their lives". Hmph, even if he told Lu Ziqing about this promise, he might not be able to do it.When he was going back, Meng Yuan naturally couldn't let go of the warm time of being able to chat with Zhao Ling alone in the carriage, so he insisted on sending Zhao Ling back to her mansion. However, due to the fact that the carriage of the Xuanwang Mansion was too high-profile, and with the memory of the last time with her family still fresh in her mind, Zhao Ling made the carriage stop at a street corner not far from the Zhao Mansion.She didn't want the same situation to happen again like the last time when the whole Duke household went out to greet her. She was not a person who liked to show off.When parting, Meng Yuan was reluctant to part, hugged Zhao Ling tightly and refused to let go. Zhao Ling knew in her heart that her refusal to get married, back at the palace, made him feel uneasy. The pain and loneliness and isolation over the years have made Meng Yuan's character very insecure. But for the sake of his physical recovery, she had to let this cruelty happened.Zhao Ling patted him on the back and said softly, "A-Yuan, every ten days, and the day when the blood of the little fox is to be taken, I will come to the Xuanwang Mansion to see you, and I will continue to make your favourite food every day, and send it to your mansion. You must remember to eat on time, you know?""I will." Meng Yuan knew that everything Ling'er did was for his own good, but he just couldn't let go of her. He felt that he was not suffering from cold poison, but a poison called "Zhao Ling". Once he had the poison of her person, he could never forget it or stop it.The only thing he could do was to kiss her forehead, her eyes, her face, and her lips over and over again, as if he wanted to use this method to eliminate the faint unease in his heart.After Zhao Ling finally finished coaxing Meng Yuan, the royal child who was insecure and unwilling to let go of her coquettishness, when she returned to the Duke's Mansion, it was time to hold the proverbial lamp.
