Regent, please maintain your aloof image.

pharmacy

Qiulan was cutting medicinal herbs, but she was absent-minded and lost in thought. She accidentally cut her hand and only came to her senses when she felt the pain.

Just then, Li An ran in and called out, "Qiu Lan."

Qiulan looked at him and said calmly, "Why are you here again? Is there anything else?"

Ang Lee quickly walked up to her, “I…I…”.

"If there's nothing else, go back. I have things to do," she said, then walked past him to apply the medicine.

Ang Lee grabbed her hand and said, "I have something to tell you."

"We can talk about it later."

No, I want to tell you now.

"Let me go first."

"I won't let go."

"Do you want me to bleed to death?" Her words were somewhat exaggerated.

Li An looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Qiulan slowly raised her hand, which was covered in blood.

Only then did Ang Lee realize that she was injured, and asked anxiously, "How did you get hurt? Where's your medicine?"

Qiulan glanced at the cabinet not far away and gestured for it.

Ang Lee understood and helped her sit down to the side. "You sit down first, I'll go get the medicine." He then quickly went over and got the wound medicine, and carefully applied it to her.

Looking at his serious expression, Qiulan felt a ripple in her heart again, filled with mixed emotions. She couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you already leave? What are you doing back here?"

"I have something very important to tell you."

"What do you want to say?"

Ang Lee did not answer immediately. Instead, he focused on applying the medicine and bandaging her up. Only after he finished did he look up at her and ask nervously, "Qiu Lan, I like you. Will you marry me?"

"What did you say?" Qiu Lan looked at him in disbelief.

"I may not be able to give you great honor, nor can I make you the enviable wife of an official, but I will treat you well for the rest of my life and make you happy. I will never let you suffer even the slightest bit of hardship or grievance. If I fail to do so, may the heavens strike me with lightning..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiulan covered his mouth and said, "I believe you."

Ang Lee exclaimed excitedly, "You mean you agreed?"

"Do you remember the day of my grandfather's funeral? My uncle and aunt made a scene in the mourning hall. You shielded me behind you and said to me, 'Don't be afraid. I'm here. No one can hurt you.' It was then that I fell in love with you. I wanted to tell you countless times, but I didn't dare because I was afraid you wouldn't like me."

“I like you. I liked you from the first time I saw you. But I was afraid you would suffer with me, so I never confessed my feelings. But now I’ve thought it through. You may be superior to others if you marry someone else, but you may not be happy. Although I can’t give you a life of luxury, I can make you happy. At least you won’t be bullied. So, Qiulan, will you marry me?”

"I do."

Ang Lee couldn't help but hug her, overjoyed.

Qiu Lan smiled and reached out to hug him.

Yanxi Palace

The Spring Festival is just half a month away, so Su Qianrou is very busy with a lot of things to deal with recently.

At this moment, she was formulating a year-end bonus system, planning to distribute year-end bonuses to the servants and guards in the mansion, as well as the shopkeepers and laborers in the shops, in order to reward everyone for their hard work throughout the year.

A short while later, Li An and Qiu Lan walked in.

"princess".

Su Qianrou looked up at them and asked, "Is there something you need?"

Li An and Qiu Lan exchanged a glance, then Li An knelt down and said, "This humble servant wishes to marry Qiu Lan, and hopes that Your Highness will grant my request."

Upon hearing this, Su Qianrou put down her pen, looked at Qiulan, and asked, "Have you really thought it through and decided to choose him?"

"Please grant my request, Your Highness," Qiulan knelt down as well.

No regrets.

No regrets.

"Since you've already made up your mind, I can't very well break you up."

"Thank you, Princess Consort."

"Don't thank me yet, Li An. Although you've been by my side longer than Qiu Lan, Qiu Lan has saved me and the Prince many times. Therefore, she holds a much deeper place in my heart than you do. So, if you ever dare to betray her in the future, I will definitely stand on her side. Do you understand what I mean?"

“I understand, I will never let her down in this lifetime,” Ang Lee said firmly.

"Anyone can say nice things, but very few can actually do them. I hope you won't disappoint me, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Please rest assured, Your Highness, I will definitely treat Qiulan well for the rest of my life," he said, taking Qiulan's hand. The two looked into each other's eyes, their eyes filled with affection.

Su Qianrou looked at them with great satisfaction, finally the lovers were united in marriage. Then she said, "Alright, get up now."

"Thank you, Princess Consort."

"After the New Year, you should choose an auspicious day to hold your wedding."

"Yes".

Chunzhu excitedly walked to Qiulan's side, put her arm around her, and said happily, "Qiulan, congratulations!"

"thanks".

"I have to thank you. If you hadn't enlightened me, I would still be secretly heartbroken and wouldn't have made up my mind to express my feelings," Ang Lee said.

"It's nothing, just give me a big red envelope when you get married," Chunzhu joked.

"That's a must."

Su Qianrou looked at Chunzhu and said, "Now that Qiulan's major life event is settled, shouldn't you be next?"

"I think so too. It's just that Yingfeng is incompetent and drags his feet."

"I'll talk about him later."

"Thank you for your trouble, Your Highness."

Su Qianrou couldn't help but chuckle.

Fuyun Palace

In the study, Mu Jinchen was engrossed in his work, focusing intently on official business.

Yingfeng, meanwhile, was secretly laughing to himself, though it was unclear what he was laughing about.

Mu Jinchen reached for the ink, only to find it was gone. He looked at him and saw him grinning like a fool. He asked, "What are you laughing at, so happy?"

"That silly girl, Xiao Chunzhu..." Suddenly realizing what she was saying, she instantly stopped laughing and said guiltily, "Your Highness."

Mu Jinchen didn't blame him, but simply reminded him, "The ink is gone."

Yingfeng quickly refocused his attention and concentrated on grinding the ink.

Yanxi Palace

Su Qianrou was preparing New Year's goods for everyone when she saw Chunzhu walk in angrily and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so angry? Who upset you?"

"Who else could it be but that bastard Yingfeng?"

"What did he do to you again?"

"Your Highness, you have no idea how outrageous he is. Do you know what kind of people he chose for me? They are either alcoholics, vulgar and uncouth, or arrogant and conceited. In short, none of them are good."

Su Qianrou couldn't help but smile.

"Your Highness, you're still laughing," Chunzhu said, looking at her with a wronged expression.

Su Qianrou laughed at Yingfeng for coming up with such a wicked idea, saying, "When he comes later, I'll speak to him on your behalf and stand up for you."

"The Princess is still the best to me."