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"I waited for so long that I fell asleep in a daze. After the young lady returned, I was busy serving her and didn't pay attention to the exact time."

Yu Po blinked and answered very seriously, word by word.

Sang Luan gave her an approving look, strode towards the bed, then suddenly paused, turned to look at Yu Po, and pointed to the scum on the ground, "By the way, leave these here, no need to clean them up."

After saying that, he picked up a teacup from the table again, casually let go, and the teacup suddenly fell to the ground.

The movements were quite elegant.

Seeing this, Yu Po lowered her head and replied with a "yes," then silently withdrew.

Sang Luan couldn't help but yawn, instinctively covering her mouth with her hand, and slowly got into bed.

Taking off socks, lying down, and covering oneself with a blanket—the whole series of actions was done in one smooth motion.

In the blink of an eye, the sound of even breathing filled the room.

The next day.

Mao Shi.

Sang Luan was still in a daze when Yu Po forcibly pulled her up from the bed.

She yawned sleepily, then rubbed her eyes. "What time is it?"

After Yu Po helped her put on her clothes, she said softly, "It's already 3:45 AM."

Half a month ago, when she first transmigrated, she resisted the idea of ​​someone helping her get dressed from the bottom of her heart.

However, after trying to dress up and do her own makeup, she immediately became obedient.

These clothes are all quite nice, but the styles are increasingly complicated, with each one having multiple layers, making it impossible to distinguish between them.

She put on her skirt, but then her top came undone; she put on her top, but then her skirt fell down again.

Sang Luan subconsciously repeated, "Three o'clock in the morning..."

She suddenly opened her eyes. Wasn't it almost six o'clock?

She quickly got up and, before Yu Po could reach out, sat down in front of the bronze mirror. "Quickly, quickly, get ready."

Sang Luan leaned closer to the mirror, where her stunning beauty was reflected.

She reached out and touched her cheek; her skin was so smooth and delicate.

Yu Po chose a simple hairpin and carefully put it on Sang Luan's head. She couldn't help but exclaim, "This is the first time I've seen Miss so eager to pay her respects to Madam."

Sang Luan was stunned for a moment, then paused. "What did you say?"

Yu Po said timidly, "Aren't you so eager to pay your respects to Madam?"

Sang Luan paused for a moment, "Is it really necessary to invite An Fei?"

Suddenly, a thought struck her, and she blurted out, "What would happen if I didn't go?"

Yu Po looked down at her; her eyes sparkled, radiating a light of hope.

Yu Po pursed her lips. She really didn't want to disappoint her mistress, but...

“If you don’t go, you will be punished by copying the virtues of women a hundred times, kneeling in the ancestral hall, and not being allowed to eat.” Yu Po counted the punishments for Sang Luan one by one on her fingers, raising a finger for each punishment she mentioned.

She said "Oh," and then added, "By the way, Madam is very particular about rules, and most importantly, she will tell Master and the magistrate about this..."

Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to continue speaking.

Sang Luan frowned and paused in mid-air, "Stop, halt!"

Just listening to her makes my brain explode.

She picked up a jade hairpin from the makeup box and handed it to Yu Po, saying, "This will do."

It was three-quarters of an hour later when Sang Luan finished washing and dressing.

Jing Si Garden.

As soon as Sang Luan stepped into the garden, she saw Liu Wenxian already sitting at the head of the table, her eyes lowered, carefully wiping the water off the surface of her teacup with the lid. Then, she tilted her head slightly and took a sip of tea.

She raised an eyebrow slightly, judging from the other person's posture, they had been waiting for her to arrive.

He then took a deep breath, slowly stepped forward, stood in front of Liu Wenxian, clasped his hands together, placed them flat on his abdomen, and gave a perfectly timed smile.

She bent her knees slightly and spoke softly, "Mother Shu'an."

Liu Wenxian, seated at the head of the table, put down her teacup, casually took the book that the servant had prepared, turned to a page, and began to read it.

Liu Wenxian gripped the corner of the book with her right hand, turned to a new page, and said without looking up, "Who told you to get up?"

Upon hearing this, Sang Luan's knees, which had been straightened, silently bent down again.

Her eyes were lowered, and she looked very submissive.

Sang Luan smiled slightly. Liu Wenxian had learned how the ladies in the palace punish people after her trip to the palace.

Silently counting down in my mind, three... two...

The next moment, Liu Wenxian slammed the book in her hand onto the table, glaring angrily at Sang Luan, "Sang Luan, do you have any objections to my punishment?"

Sang Luan shook her head gently, her voice clear and bright, "Luan'er has no objection."

Seeing that her attitude was not bad, Liu Wenxian's tone softened considerably. "What did I tell you before you left yesterday? I gave you countless instructions and reminders, and you agreed so readily at the last minute."

She paused, her tone filled with disappointment, "At the palace banquet, you still dared to run around and act on your own."

She suddenly stood up, her face full of anger, and slammed her hand on the table. "Tell me, where did you remember the propriety, righteousness, integrity, and sense of shame that I taught you? Where did you learn the 'female virtues' that I always made you study? Huh? Tell me!"

"Mother, I..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, Liu Wenxian flicked her sleeve and frowned, "What did you say? I can't hear you. Get up and answer me."

Sang Luan silently straightened up.

Liu Wenxian raised her hand to smooth her chest. "You really don't know your place. It's only because the Emperor is merciful and didn't blame you that the entire Feng family would have been implicated."

“If an assassin appears in the palace, the palace staff will naturally take responsibility. Why are you getting involved? Why are you meddling in other people’s business?” She pointed at Sang Luan. “Tell me, how wrong are you?”

Sang Luan raised her head slightly, looked directly at Liu Wenxian, and said, word by word, "Luan'er doesn't think she did anything wrong this time."

Liu Wenxian: "You know you're wrong... um? What did you say?"

Sang Luan spoke calmly and firmly, "I said, I did nothing wrong. If I had to do it all over again, I would still choose to do the same thing."

Liu Wenxian's eyes were filled with disbelief, and her lips parted slightly before Sang Luan spoke again, "If there hadn't been a substitution, not only would the Inspection Office and the Imperial Workshop have been punished, but His Majesty's safety would also have been threatened."

Her gaze was resolute. "If the assassin isn't found before that scene begins, he will infiltrate the palace banquet. At that point, the lives of everyone in the hall will be threatened—it could be me, it could be Brother Hengzhi, and of course, it could also be..."

She paused slightly, her eyelids lifting slightly, "It's you."

Liu Wenxian paused for a moment, then snorted coldly, "According to you, not only should I not punish you, but I should also reward you?"

Sang Luan shook her head slightly. "Luan'er is not saying this to anger Mother. It's just that Luan'er could never watch hundreds of people lose their heads overnight. May I ask, Mother, if you had discovered the assassin, would you have just watched him enter the palace and done nothing?"