PDLP Chapter 1043 I knew it was hard to buy gold.
Chapter 1043 I knew it was hard to buy gold.
"Once today's matters are concluded, when does Your Highness plan to return to the palace?"
Minglang waved his hand: "No rush, no rush. We'll be busy when we get back now. We can do it later."
Liang Chongyue had just opened the panel when she heard Minglang's words.
Direct connection to the kitten:
“Tell your master that I am waiting for her to return.”
The kitten was sleeping soundly on its owner's shoulder when it heard this voice that sounded like it came from the underworld.
Seeing his master's bright smile, he still went against his conscience and relayed His Majesty's words.
Seeing that Minglang was happy, Feihe didn't try to persuade her to go back.
Unexpectedly, the person who was smiling so brightly just moments before couldn't smile anymore.
His brows furrowed slightly, and he looked quite annoyed.
"What's wrong? Did you forget something?"
Minglang smiled and waved to Master Fei.
She didn't leak anything, except her brain, which was left with the Queen Mother.
If she had known she was secretly spying on her mother's little secrets, she wouldn't have been so impatient.
She insisted on getting to the bottom of things, and now look what's happened. With a single telepathic message from the Empress, she has to go back.
"Let's go back after we've tidied up here."
After Minglang finished speaking, he added:
"There are many things to do before the New Year. I'll go back and help my mother. I think my grandmother misses me too."
Looking through the panel, Liang Chongyue saw Fei He's gaze towards Minglang, her eyes filled with the look of someone who had grown up.
He smiled, shook his head, and turned off the panel.
She didn't know if the child had grown up; all she knew was that if Minglang didn't come back, she would have to handle all these memorials by herself.
Even though Minglang rushed back as fast as he could, it was already dusk when he finally arrived in the capital.
"Your Majesty, Her Highness the Crown Princess has returned to the palace."
Liang Chongyue looked at the memorials that he had already reviewed most of, and finished reviewing the last one at hand.
He put the pen down immediately.
The work has been taken care of; he's getting on in years and needs a good rest.
The first thing Minglang did upon returning was to pay his respects to his mother, the Empress. Upon entering the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he saw a mountain of memorials piled up inside.
She silently turned her eyes away. Had she known there would be so many memorials, she should have remained in the field and disobeyed some military orders.
It would be better to stay outside for a while longer.
Liang Chongyue pretended not to see her little thoughts and asked:
"Has everything been resolved over there?"
Minglang submitted his summary.
Liang Chongyue picked up the pen again, just as he had put it down.
Even while working, he doesn't forget to be bright.
"This entire stack is yours. After you've finished reviewing them, I'll take you to Cining Palace for a meal."
Minglang knew that even if it was dark and she had to work late into the night, the Empress Dowager would make her finish reviewing the memorials before she could leave.
"Yes, I obey your orders."
Minglang stepped forward, picked up the stack that the Queen Mother had just pointed to, and carried it back to his desk, which he hadn't seen in a long time.
It's so warm in the Hall of Mental Cultivation now that the kitten is back.
If it stays on its owner's shoulder any longer, its feet will start to sweat.
Looking at the things Minglang handed over, Liang Chongyue was surprised that Liang Chongzhen had hidden his stronghold so well.
I underestimated him back then.
This old man has lived two lives after all.
It's almost become a spirit.
How did you find this place?
Minglang was reviewing memorials when he heard his mother ask him a question, so he told her the truth.
"Third Imperial Uncle's private soldiers are no good. As soon as they heard that Third Imperial Uncle had been captured alive, they confessed. However, half of these things were their confessions, and the other half were found by Little Cat."
As Minglang said this, he reached out and stroked the kitten's head.
The kitten lay on her desk, fast asleep, completely oblivious to Minglang's pride.
Minglang has gotten used to it, though at first the kitten pretended.
Later on, they stopped pretending altogether.
Do whatever makes you happy.
The kitten can only be called when it needs to do chores.
In fact, it didn't take more than ten days.
However, kittens are just such self-centered little creatures.
"Ever since you found out, the puppy hasn't dared to come here."
The puppy whose name was chosen by the host was currently helping his mother sew a handkerchief.
The Empress Dowager sat on the daybed, while the dog lay on the ground. It sneezed as soon as its host mentioned it.
"Is the puppy cold? That shouldn't be the case; the fur on the back of its neck looks much better."
The puppy waved to its mother, as it had been when the two of them were together.
It dared not be so bold when responding to its mother and Minglang.
Things are different now; times have changed. It has been exposed.
So I might as well just give up and do whatever I want.
"Your Majesty, the Crown Princess has returned and is currently in the Hall of Mental Cultivation accompanying His Majesty in reviewing memorials. His Majesty's attendant, Aunt Yunling, has come to inform you that His Majesty will be bringing the Crown Princess for dinner shortly."
Upon hearing this, Xiang Huayue stopped sewing the handkerchief in her hand.
Put everything into the small basket on the side.
He instructed Chun Chan:
"Tell the kitchen to prepare more of the dishes that Minglang likes. The food he eats after leaving the palace is definitely not as comfortable as it was in the palace."
"Yes, I will give you the order right now."
With Minglang's return, Cining Palace regained its vitality.
Although red lanterns were hung in the Cining Palace, nothing seemed to have changed.
As soon as the news of Minglang's return arrived, everyone in Cining Palace could feel that the Empress Dowager's mood had improved.
The system took a picture of the Empress Dowager ordering food in the small kitchen and sent it to Liang Chongyue.
The notification sounded on the panel, and Liang Chongyue smiled when she opened it and saw what it said.
"What is the Queen Mother laughing at?"
Minglang thought it was something funny that he had written, but after thinking about it, he didn't see anything wrong with it.
"Your royal grandmother is in the small kitchen ordering food according to your preferences."
The Empress Dowager rarely cooks, and this is only the case when Minglang returns.
Minglang glanced at the pile of memorials beside him, thinking he should be able to finish reviewing them before dinner.
After Liang Chongyue finished looking at what Minglang presented, seeing that Minglang was a bit slow, she simply waved her hand dismissively.
"Don't rush, it's not too late to approve it after dinner."
Minglang looked at the memorials that were already half-reviewed, and she knew that her mother would not let her off the hook in this matter.
"Yes, then I'll go to the side hall to take a bath and change my clothes."
Minglang can wear this outfit to see the Queen Mother, since they just met this morning.
But it wouldn't be appropriate to wear this to see the Empress Dowager.
There seems to be a faint smell of blood on it; if Grandmother could smell it, she would be worried.
"Alright, go ahead then."
Liang Chongyue was originally preparing to rest after Minglang left.
The brush rose and fell three times, and the candlelight in the Hall of Mental Cultivation burned for a long time.
The dining hall in Cining Palace was filled with all kinds of delicious food, and the seats were still the same as before.
Liang Chongyue and his mother sandwiched Minglang in the middle. Minglang had always been like this since he was a child, and no one thought there was anything wrong with it.