The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

At that moment, footsteps sounded behind the three of them.

Luo Hanyi walked out of the main hall, her gaze falling on Murong Qing in Wang Long's arms. She paused for a moment, then quickly walked over and bowed.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects."

Murong Qing was still a little confused. When she saw Luo Hanyi, she quickly sat up straight from Wang Long's arms, her face slightly flushed.

"Madam Luo... I apologize for disturbing you."

Her voice was still a little hoarse, carrying the grogginess of just waking up and the embarrassment of being seen in such a state.

As she spoke, she quietly slid down from Wang Long's arms, straightened her body, and tried her best to maintain the demeanor of a princess.

Luo Hanyi straightened up, her face calm, showing no sign of anything amiss.

"Your Highness, you are too kind. I have already prepared a room for you."

Murong Qing nodded, but stumbled when her feet touched the ground, her body swayed, and she almost fell.

Wang Long reacted quickly and grabbed her arm.

Murong Qing steadied herself, looked up at him, and gently tugged at Wang Long's sleeve.

He said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Old man... could you... please continue carrying this princess?"

She was truly exhausted.

My body hadn't recovered yet, and my feet felt like they were stepping on cotton.

Without hesitation, Wang Long bent down and picked Murong Qing up in his arms again.

Murong Qing wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his chest, and nestled in his embrace, as quiet as a well-behaved cat.

Seeing this scene, Qin Minglan bit her lip, and that sour feeling welled up in her heart again.

Luo Hanyi remained calm, as if everything was unrelated to her.

Qin Minglan didn't say anything, but walked ahead and led the way, her pace a little faster than usual, as if she was sulking.

Passing through a moon gate, we arrived at an exquisite courtyard on the east side of the Marquis's residence.

The courtyard was small, but it was kept very clean. The ground was paved with blue bricks, and a clump of green bamboo grew in the corner of the wall, rustling softly in the breeze.

This is where the guests stay, and it's usually kept tidy.

Just then, Murong Qing was settled in.

Qin Minglan pushed open the door and went inside first.

Murong Qing peeked out from Wang Long's arms, looked around, and was quite satisfied.

Wang Long carried her into the room and slowly walked to the bedside.

He gently placed Murong Qing on the bed, thoughtfully took off her boots, pulled the blanket over her, and carefully tucked the corners of the blanket in.

Murong Qing's face was flushed. Before a woman is married, her feet cannot be touched by men.

Looking at Wang Long's serious face, she didn't say anything.

Qin Minglan stood to the side, feeling envious again, and sneered inwardly.

"You wretched old man, you've never even helped me take off my shoes! How gentle of you!"

Murong Qing lay on the bed, watching his busy figure with a smile on her lips.

"Thank you so much, sir!"

"Your Highness, please don't be so polite. This is what I should do. The Marquis of Zhenbei's residence is very safe. Please get a good night's sleep."

As Wang Long spoke, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Murong Qing held onto his clothes with her small hand, reluctant to part.

"Um?"

Wang Long turned his head in confusion.

"Is there anything else Your Highness wishing to instruct?"

Murong Qing looked at Wang Long, hesitated, then smiled sweetly.

"Old man, you promised this princess that you would cook delicious food for her, so you can't go back on your word."

Wang Long couldn't help but laugh, affectionately patted her head, and made a promise.

"Your Highness, rest assured, from today onwards, your meals at the Marquis's residence are on my care!"

"I knew the old man was the best!"

Murong Qing nodded happily, closed her eyes, and soon exhaustion overcame her, causing her to fall into a deep sleep.

Wang Long stood by the bed and watched Murong Qing for a while, making sure she was sleeping soundly, before turning around and leaving the room.

Qin Minglan leaned against the door frame, arms crossed, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on him, muttering softly.

"Old man, you're quite fond of the princess."

Wang Long walked over, gently patted her head, and teased her.

"Is the young lady jealous?"

"Who...who's jealous?!"

Qin Minglan pushed his hand away, turned her head away, her face full of arrogance, but her ears were secretly turning red.

"I didn't!"

Wang Long smiled but didn't expose her.

"Let's go, young lady, the madam is still waiting for us!"

"good!"

Although Qin Minglan can be arrogant and domineering at times, she will never cause any trouble!

She nodded, turned and left, and Wang Long reached out and grasped Qin Minglan's delicate hand.

Qin Minglan froze for a moment, but didn't shake him off, managing a slight smile.

The two walked hand in hand into Luo Hanyi's courtyard.

In the main hall, Luo Hanyi sat in the main seat, holding a cup of tea in her hands, but she did not drink it.

His gaze was fixed on the void, as if he were lost in thought.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up.

"You've arrived? Has Her Highness settled in?"

"Don't worry, Madam, everything has been arranged."

Wang Long reported the facts truthfully.

"Okay, have a seat."

Luo Hanyi put down her teacup, her expression grave.

Wang Long bowed and sat down in the guest seat.

Qin Minglan sat down next to Wang Long naturally.

"I just heard that you and the princess were both assassinated?"

Luo Hanyi looked at Wang Long and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, madam, and there were two groups of assassins."

Wang Long told Luo Hanyi everything, including his own discovery.

Luo Hanyi didn't reply. She stood up, walked to the window, stood with her hands behind her back, and her voice was unreadable.

"The capital city is more chaotic than I imagined."

"Sixteen high-ranking officials died overnight, and now even princesses are being targeted."

This is a blatant provocation against the royal family and a declaration of war against the emperor!

Wang Long nodded.

"What the First Madam says is true."

Qin Minglan listened silently from the side, unable to join in the conversation.

Luo Hanyi turned around and looked at Wang Long, a hint of seriousness flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"The person who assassinated you was most likely sent by Zhao Pojun."

Wang Long smiled and nodded.

"I can't think of anyone else who would target a stable boy like me but him."

"No matter what, please be careful!"

Luo Hanyi's tone was filled with deep worry.

"Thank you for your concern, Madam!"

Wang Long felt a warmth in his heart and a smile appeared on his face.

He knew that from this moment on, Luo Hanyi already had a place for him in her heart.

Wang Long is no longer just a tool to help Luo Hanyi improve her strength.

Luo Hanyi stood up, walked to Wang Long, and spoke in a solemn tone.

"Our most important task now is to improve our strength, as even the Crown Prince himself is mired in trouble..."

Wang Long looked up, and Luo Hanyi's gaze was very serious.

"The capital city could descend into chaos at any moment. In that case, only one's own strength will be the key to survival."

Wang Long felt a chill run down his spine, stood up, and clasped his hands in a salute.

"Madam, this old servant will do everything in my power to become stronger!"

"Sister-in-law, me too!"

Qin Minglan quickly raised her hand in agreement.

Luo Hanyi nodded in satisfaction, took out a yellowed scroll from her sleeve, and placed it on the table.

"This is the advanced version of my 'Yin Yang Harmony Technique'."

After taking it out, a noticeable blush appeared on Luo Hanyi's indifferent face.

Wang Long was puzzled as to why Luo Hanyi reacted this way. Wasn't it just about cultivating together?

What's there to be shy about!

Wang Long took the scroll with a puzzled look, unfolded it, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"What the heck!?"