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"Master!"

"You fool, you should call me princess now!" The voices of Sun Qian and Sun Yin came from outside the door.

"Princess, are you in the room? Uncle Jiu asked us to bring you something!"

The partition door creaked open, and Luo Yao sniffed and saw several boxes at the door and Sun Qian and Sun Yin making way.

"What did Uncle Jiu ask you to deliver?"

Sun Qian: "The gold that the prince sent during the war years ago has been kept in the treasury. Now that you are back, Princess, Uncle Jiu asked us to move in with you."

Sun Yin: "Young Master, weren't you raising money for disaster relief at that time? I heard that the capital was trapped and no one could leave. I don't know how the prince managed to get all that gold out of the city... We moved in."

Luo Yao nodded, and two guards carried three boxes into the house. Seeing the remaining two boxes in the yard, Luo Yao was a little confused. There were three boxes of gold, yes, but what were the contents of these two boxes?

Seeing Luo Yao's confusion, Sun Yin explained, "Master, these were also sent together. There is some gold in them, and some valuable items such as jewelry. The prince must be worried that you don't have enough money."

After listening to Sun Yin's explanation, Luo Yao didn't know what to say for a moment. He stood there blankly watching Sun Qian and Sun Yin move a pile of gold, silver and jewelry into the house.

The two put their things away and said goodbye, leaving Luo Yao alone in the room.

There were three boxes of glittering gold. Luo Yao picked up one of them and saw a flaw on the corner of the ingot. He remembered the incident of throwing gold at Bei Zhenting's throne in the palace and was stunned for a moment.

It was not until Qingling came to call him to finish his meal that Luo Yao came to his senses, closed the box and went out after hearing Qingling's call.

The little girl saw that Luo Yao still looked a little uneasy. Luo Yao guessed the reason. It wasn't a formal letter, so the palace was definitely investigating. The little girl was just peeking out of curiosity, but Luo Yao couldn't care less about it now...

Because his head was dizzy at the moment... Luo Yao felt that he had become stupider. When he woke up from a sleep, he felt light and warm all over... This was not a good sign, it was a precursor to illness... In his previous life, he had a high fever of 39.7, and this was how he felt before the fever...

Qingling took a step and turned her head to look at Luo Yao. Seeing Luo Yao's slightly red eyes, she felt confused.

The stupid Luo Yao was so slow to react that he didn't notice her puzzled look at all.

There are not many rules in the Luo Mansion. It is cold and there are few people. The head of the family is not at home, so the food is placed in the side room next to the kitchen.

The two walked to the kitchen door one after the other and saw Li Er, who had just returned from outside with a serious expression.

Qingling was perceptive enough to enter the yard first. When he saw her leave, Li Er started talking about business.

For some unknown reason, all the people who were monitoring the Luo Mansion suddenly withdrew.

"Are you sure you want to withdraw?" Luo Yao was puzzled.

"Yes, young master, everyone around the Luo Mansion has withdrawn."

Luo Yao frowned, and Li Er continued, "Recent news came from the capital that the prince left the capital for the north a few days ago in a low-key manner."

“When did it happen?”

"It happened only five days ago. I guess the fighting in the north hasn't started yet. To prevent the news from leaking out, the capital suppressed it. I only learned about it today."

Five days ago? The timeline roughly matches. The emperor didn't want to kill him before they caused the chaos. Could this be related to being shocked by lightning?

Thinking of the notes he saw today, Luo Yao was a little dazed.

"What are you doing standing at the door? He made your favorite dishes. Come and eat quickly, or they will get cold soon!" Zhou Jiu shouted at Luo Yao while holding a plate of peanuts.

Luo Yao let out an "Ah" and rushed over to help He serve the dishes.

"Come and sit down! The princess is of noble status, so we servants will be the ones to serve the dishes!" He skillfully cooked while directing Qingling and He, the two guards, to work.

Luo Yao, who was unable to help in any way, sat down in the side hall.

Dishes were served one by one. Luo Yao, Li Er, Zhou Jiu ate at one table, while the rest of the people in the mansion ate at another table in the side hall.

Zhou Jiu: "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. Young Master, you haven't been back to Lin'an County for a long time. Do you want to go to the street to see the lanterns?"

Luo Yao shook his head. He had wanted to go for a walk on the street, but too many things had happened today and he no longer had the energy to go.

Thinking that Luo Yao was worried about the people around Luo Mansion, Zhou Jiu sighed.

Luo Yao looked at the people eating happily on the side, with a slight smile on his face, "You can go out for a walk tomorrow during the festival. Everyone outside has left."

Sun Qian, Sun Yin, and Qingling looked at each other, and several people including Zhou Jiu looked at Luo Yao in disbelief.

"It's true. From now on, if you go out to buy something, you don't have to worry or be afraid. Just go out with peace of mind." Luo Yao explained.

When Qingling heard this, she almost burst into tears.

The palace had been under surveillance for so long that they were terrified day and night and dared not sleep deeply at night. When they heard those people leaving, their faces were filled with joy at having survived the disaster.

Luo Yao had a faint smile on his face and ate in silence.

It was a quiet night, and Luo Yao sat at his desk, reading a letter by lamplight. After a day of turbulent emotions, he fell asleep before finishing the letter. A cold draft blew through the cracks in the open window. Restlessly asleep, Luo Yao reached out and knocked over the ink cartridge. The ink soaked the rice paper on the table, then flowed down the table legs to the floor, staining half of Luo Yao's skirt...

Luo Yao, who was sleeping, knew nothing about this.

After sleeping on the low desk for a whole night, he woke up the next morning as if his arms had been cut off. Looking at the black skirt, Luo Yao cursed and took a set of the original owner's clothes to change into, and called Qingling to clean up.

The little girl looked at the large boxes and the messy table and swallowed, "Did the princess sleep on this table last night?"

Luo Yao, who hadn't slept well and had his clothes soiled, was a little annoyed. "I fell asleep while reading last night."

Qing Ling smiled and said, "It's a good thing that you didn't lean over here, Princess. Otherwise, your face would be covered in ink!"

Luo Yao felt a little sad. Ink is difficult to wash off. If it really gets on his face, he will probably be disfigured!

"You can't sleep on the desk anymore!" Luo Yao gritted his teeth, as if he had made some monumental decision. "I'll be careful next time!"

Qingling is timid and shy. She just entered the Luo Mansion a few years ago and met Luo Yao for the first time yesterday. If there were not many portraits of Luo Yao in the mansion, she would not know how to serve the noble Princess Yong'an.

After spending a day together, Qingling found that the princess was not only humble but also very interesting. She couldn't help but relax a lot, and her hands became more skilled in scrubbing.

"Princess, are you going to throw away all this rice paper?"

Luo Yao was helping to put away the books. He looked up at the stack of rice paper on the table when she said that. "Let me do it. These rice papers are clean and can still be used."

Because there were dozens of sheets of rice paper spread out, when the ink cartridge fell over, most of the ink flowed down the legs of the table onto the ground, and only the bottom layer of the rice paper was soaked with ink.

The ink broke before it could fully penetrate the paper. Luo Yao easily peeled off the top layer of rice paper, leaving only a piece of black-stained rice paper stuck on the table.

"It's okay, it's okay." If the ink had stained the rice paper black, he would have been disfigured if he had slept on it.

Qing Ling looked at him with amusement, "Master, the bottom piece of rice paper in your hand is also stained black."

Luo Yao turned the rice paper over and was stunned when he saw the traces of ink on it.

Building!

Even though the ink marks were very rough and most of it was stained black, Luo Yao still recognized the object at a glance. It looked like a modern house building!