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At the end of his line of sight, two horses appeared. The sound of the horse hooves brought Youlan away from her sorrow. Her face revealed a trace of joy. She waved Meng Qinglian in her arms and said, "Miss, wake up. Open your eyes. The king is back. The king is really back!"

The miracle didn't happen. You Lan started crying even harder as she shouted, "My lord, why don't you come back a little faster? Why don't you come back a little faster? Do you know how much pain the young lady is waiting for?"

Zuo Ran Fan dismounted and heard You Lan's blood-tears accusation. He had truly let Meng Qinglian down. He had nothing to say.

Every step seemed like a very long time, and he had never thought of hurting anyone before. However, in the end, he had still hurt a woman that loved him so much.

Looking at the haggard face in Youlan's arms, he thought of the talented beauty who was still full of vitality a year ago. Now, all that was left was her ice-cold corpse.

Zuo Xiufan waved away the orchid and walked into the palace while carrying Meng Qinglian. This was the first time he felt that someone could be so light. He felt so guilty that he shed two drops of tears for Meng Qinglian.

"Sorry, if there really is an afterlife, I hope you won't meet This King again."

Meng Qinglian's funeral was arranged according to the ceremony of the royal consort. On the night before the funeral, Youlan rushed into Zuo Rulan's study room, crying.

Upon seeing this, Bi Yuntian glared at Youlan. She walked over to remind her in a small voice, "Why are you here? Get out!"

"NO!" I'm not going back. "

Youlan pushed Bi away and looked at the white-clothed figure dressed in burial robes. She loudly shouted, "Your Highness, does this servant have something to say?"

Zuo Rulan lifted her tired face, indicating Bi retreat. She looked at Youlan calmly, not only because she owed Meng Qinglian, but also because Youlan was a loyal servant. Zuo Rulan walked over and helped her up, "Speak!"

"Prince, why didn't you give Miss the title of wangfei?"

Zuo Lifan retracted his hand, turned around and put his hand behind his back. He sighed and said, "This King cannot agree to this request."

You Lan was a little excited, she stood up from the ground, pointed at Zuo Rulan Fan's back and said: "Why? If the Young Miss treats the Prince like that, can you not even give me the title of nothingness if I die? "

"It's just because Qing Lian died that I don't give her this title. Do you think giving a title to her after she's dead is just for your young lady's sake?" If I were to give it to you, it would be an insult to the Blue Lotus. She did not have it when she was alive. Furthermore, This King is unwilling to deceive her. When I was alive, I was unwilling, even after death. This King has let down the Blue Lotus in this lifetime, and it is not something that can be made up for with just a single title. Do you understand?

It was only because he didn't want to deceive her that he became like this. It was only because he didn't love her that the end of the day had come, but love could never be one-sided. How could she, a servant girl, stop him?

Zuo Ruping was right. If the young miss hadn't received the prince's love, it would have been a waste to give her more points. It would have been better to arrange things like this.

When she was about to leave the study, she stopped and did not turn back. She only said coldly, "If you are free, please take a look at the young prince."

Zuo Rulan turned her head abruptly. That's right, it had been a long time since he had seen his child. He moved his feet, but was still unable to step out. He only spoke slightly sluggishly to Youlan's back, "Take good care of the young prince for me. If there's anything, I'll go back and watch."

After listening, Youlan quickly left.

"Child, your father is not a good father. Now that your father wants to find a mother for you, I can only continue to be wronged."

Bi Yuntian said, "Mistress, don't worry. Young Mistress will understand you."

Zuo Lifan sighed, "I hope that when he grows up, he won't hate This King for causing him to lose a mother from childhood."

Bi Bi worriedly looked at Zuo Ruping, who was exhausted, and could not help but say, "Mistress, I can't blame you for this. I've been tired for the past few days, so let's rest early!"

"Alright, rest."

Bi Bi ordered the maid to bring the backwater water for Zuo Ruping. She even considerately instructed the servant to bring a soft bed to place on the inside of the study.

Ever since he came back, besides going to the mourning hall, Zuo Rulan was busy in his study. He was in a hurry, and he needed to finish dealing with everything in the palace as soon as possible. Only then would he be able to find Yao Sisi in peace and chase after his lover, whom he had already regretted for his entire life.

Meng Qinglian's death had dealt a great blow to Zuo Rulan. Everything had changed so quickly that it was not something he could have predicted.

This made Zuo Ruping even more eager to find Yao Sisi. Life was unpredictable; she only hoped to be able to wield the power for the rest of her life and live with her forever.

The Prime Minister's wife sat in the main seat. Yao Shichang and his wife sat in a row to the right of the hall, and the Assistant Minister of Public Affairs and his daughter, Qin Qianxue, sat to the left.

"As the saying goes, a man should marry, a woman should marry. The Prime Minister's second son is no longer young, and this official's daughter has also reached the appropriate age for marriage. This time, the Emperor bestowing the marriage was the fortune of this official and his daughter."

Yao Shichang looked at his father, the Prime Minister, and wanted to say something but was stopped by his wife. He smiled faintly and said, "Sir Qin, although the Emperor intends to grant the marriage, this will still depend on Miss Qin and my second brother's wishes. As long as they are willing, I as the first sister-in-law will have nothing to say."

"Hehe, that's right, that's right, I was talking about Brother Qin. I also have the same intentions. After all, we still have to seek their opinions regarding the child's marriage. We shouldn't leave any complaints."

Prime Minister Yao's expression relaxed as he laughed heartily.

Qin Qianxue wore only a body of light green, skinnier than water, and her waist was slender. Her black, large eyes were sparkling like the stars, and she looked at her daughter with extreme nimbleness, as if she could speak with only one eye. Her face was pretty, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile, appearing to be around the age of seventeen or eighteen.

There was the bashfulness of a daughter on her face. Seeing her father looking for her, she shyly lowered her head and softly said, "The marriage will be decided by father."

"Haha, good, good!"

The Vice Minister of the Department of Public Relations said three words of praise in succession, his forty years old face brimming with pride. He looked at the Prime Minister and his wife and said, "Looks like my daughter is very fond of you.

"This … This old man will ask for an answer first before deciding."

At this point, he had already sensed that the Prime Minister was trying to shirk his authority. Lord Qin was always honest, and his eyes did not tolerate sand, and he was not the type of person who liked to stick his hot face in someone's cold butt. His enthusiasm also dropped a bit, and he said coldly: "Could it be that the Prime Minister looks down on me, or that my daughter is not worthy of your son?"