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The next day--

"Why did you suddenly want to enter the palace?" Ming Liehan stood not far from Luoluo's side and watched as she suddenly changed into a beautiful palace uniform.

"Since he misses my royal brother, I will naturally go to the palace to see him!" Luoluo smiled mischievously, but she hid the guilt in her eyes. Actually, she wanted to go to the palace to see that Lan Qing, the Lan Qing that Luoluo Su remembered from the past did not actually die.

Even though she had a lot of memories about the previous Luoluo Su after her head was smashed into pieces in the study room, she still had a few things that she needed to clear up. After all, the one who misunderstood her was none other than Ming Liehan.

"This king will have the carriage prepared for you!" Ming Liehan stood up from the chair, and told Xi Er, who had just finished putting on the makeup to withdraw, to step forward and softly kiss her hair from behind Luoluo: "Be careful on the road."

The Luoluo looked at Ming Liehan's figure behind her in the mirror and suddenly laughed, then turned and looked at him: "I really didn't know that you, the great Duke Ming Liehan, had actually been subdued by me. You actually came back to Biluo Palace with me so early in the morning, and aren't busy with your own matters!"

"Ming Liehan laughed lightly, raising her hand to gently stroke the two hairpins he had bought at the temple party that day, and suddenly laughed," "Take these two hairpins back, if the emperor sees them, he will probably say that this king has treated you unfairly!"

"No way, this is the first time you've given me something like this. I think it's the most precious thing of all!" Luoluo giggled.

Ming Liehan suddenly paused, she suddenly turned around and walked to the door and said a few words to Xiao Fangzi, then turned back again.

"What's wrong?" Luoluo looked at him in puzzlement.

"You'll see in a moment." Ming Liehan smiled faintly, turned her body to look at the exquisite makeup on Luoluo's face, and said faintly: "Could it be that a married woman has really changed so much?"

"What?" Luoluo raised her eyebrows. Wearing a full set of majestic palace attire was truly too heavy for him to bear, so she was unwilling to get up. She could only raise her head and look into Ming Liehan's eyes.

After Ming Liehan stretched out her hand, she gently outlined the outline of Luoluo's small face, "Even if your face is the same, after your marriage, you were still different from before. When you weren't married into the Duke's Palace, you still wore such exquisite clothes every day, but today, you look a little more charming!"

"Is that so?" Luoluo stuck out her tongue and smiled sweetly.

"Your Highness …."

's voice came from outside the door. Luoluo turned to look at the door, but Ming Liehan had already walked over.

Not long after, the Luoluo looked at Ming Liehan who was walking back, "What's wrong? "Why is the boy always hanging around the door?"

Ming Liehan smiled, walked forward and bent down as she looked at the Luoluo, "Do you really care about the thing this duke has given you?"

"Ugh …" The Luoluo blinked her eyes and laughed: "It's fine, it's just that the way you send it is different. Isn't the large box of gold, silver, and jewelry in my room all the same? "All I care about is my heart, nothing more!"

Suddenly, Luoluo felt something heavy on her head, and looked at Ming Liehan who was trying to insert something into her head in shock.

"What is it?" The Luoluo curiously turned around and looked in the mirror. On the head of the head that originally only had two cheap hairpins, suddenly there was an additional golden foot, and above the head of the golden foot was a seemingly priceless Night Pearl. And around the night pearl was a faint green colored silk net that seemed to be made of something.

"Oh my god!" Luoluo opened her mouth, turned and looked at Ming Liehan who was laughing at her in shock: "Where did you get this?"

"The offerings that the Jinchuan Kingdom sent to the Emperor a few months ago were also given to the Prince Chilling Cold Mansion and the Feudal King's Mansion. The 'Canghai Mingyue' above your head was one of the three treasures of the Jinchuan Kingdom, while the other two were in the hands of the Emperor and Siamese."

"This …." "Why did you give me such a precious thing?" Luoluo swallowed her saliva. It was exactly like this!

"Because only you deserve it!" Ming Liehan laughed lightly, then suddenly wrapped her arms around Luoluo's waist and kissed her red lips.

"Again!" Luoluo's face turned red, she lowered her head and smiled, then turned back to look at herself in the mirror. "This Jin Ding, what's your name?" "Is that so?"

"Yes." Ming Liehan replied indifferently.

Luoluo made a few faces in the mirror and then smiled elegantly in the mirror. She suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled, then couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Very good, hehe!"

Seeing her so happy, Ming Liehan's mood became even better. To be fond of this kind of Luoluo, it was most likely related to her untainted smiling face in the mortal world. She always smiled without any affectation. If there was anything worth being happy about, she would smile foolishly. Her smile was very beautiful, a hundred times prettier than ever before.

"Since it was delivered a few months ago, and Lan Qing was still here at that time, why didn't you send her off?" Luoluo's words went without saying, but she suddenly felt that her words were obviously pulling him towards a dangerous place. She panicked a little in her heart, and turned to look at Ming Liehan.

Sure enough, Ming Liehan's face turned ugly once again.

Luoluo pouted, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, but in truth, Lan Qing was not dead. Then, if he knew that Lan Qing was still alive, would he choose Lan Qing, or him?

"The cold …." Luoluo carefully turned around and stood in front of him. She reached out her hand to rub the center of his eyebrows: "I can ask you one question, but do you think it would make you angry?"

"Since you know that This King will be angry, you should consider the consequences before asking." Ming Liehan looked at her coldly.

"Alright …" Luoluo wrinkled her nose and pouted: "I just wanted to ask, if, I mean if Lan Qing didn't die …"

Before he could finish, Luoluo saw an unreadable meaning from Ming Liehan's eyes.

"The Luoluo clenched her teeth. Although she felt uncomfortable, she still asked," "I mean, if Lan Qing didn't die and she and I were standing in front of you, and if you had to choose one, who would you choose?"

Ming Liehan's face sunk, she looked at the Luoluo for a long time without replying.

Luoluo felt uneasy. After waiting for a long time and seeing that he did not answer his question, she regretted it. She suddenly reached out her hand to cover his mouth that was not open to begin with. "Forget it, pretend that I did not ask."

It wasn't that she wasn't confident, but Ming Liehan had always thought that Lan Qing was the cause of Luoluo Su's death. Or perhaps, this answer was definitely not what she liked. In that case, it would be better if she didn't know.

Ming Liehan sighed as she pulled Luoluo's hand away and kissed it. "The carriage should be waiting for you in front of the Duke's Mansion, hurry and enter the palace!"

"Oh." Luoluo pouted, lowered her head and walked to the front door.

Ming Liehan suddenly called out to her. Luoluo turned around and looked at him, but he shook her head with a faint smile. "Come back early, it's never convenient to be out with a pregnancy."

"Hm!" Luoluo smiled mischievously at him, turned around and walked out of the room.

Ming Liehan stood in place, looking at the back of Luoluo as she walked out, her heart gradually grew heavy.

If Lan Qing had not died and both of them were standing in front of her, which one would he choose? She really did not have an answer to this question. Normally, it would be disloyal to Lan Qing if she had feelings for him, but right now, she was truly unable to let go of the Luoluo.

Luoluo sat inside the horse carriage blankly for a long time. Only after the horse carriage stopped did she regain her senses, and Xi Er helped him down from the carriage.

"Why did the Luoluo return to the palace?" Ming Yande sat in his bedroom reading through the imperial reports, when he suddenly saw the palace door open. Luoluo Su actually walked in, and behind her was Xi Er, the little palace maid who had entered the Prince Chilling Cold Mansion together with him.

"Greetings to my royal brother, Your Majesty. Long live the Emperor!" Luoluo bowed respectfully.

"Xi Er greets the Emperor!"

"Rise!" Ming Yande laughed as he walked down, and personally helped Luoluo up: "Isn't Luoluo pregnant? "Why did they suddenly come to the palace?"

"The Luoluo misses royal brother!" The man in front of her right now was the only blood relative in her life, yet for the sake of his own love, he mercilessly made her carry a black pot on his back.

"Heh, can a little girl still think of me?" "Now, every day with your cold brother, you can still think of this house in the palace, not bad, not bad!" Ming Yande laughed, and then said that, he pulled Luoluo to sit on the dragon throne that he had been sitting on. Other than him, the Emperor, the only person who dared to sit on that dragon throne was him, the royal sister.

"Is my royal brother reading the imperial report?" The Luoluo did not follow him, but stood still and looked at him.

"Yes."

"Then, Luoluo will not disturb Royal Brother, and can I look for Sister Lan Qing instead?" Luoluo suddenly laughed.