In the open study room, there were all kinds of exquisite and expensive furnishings. On the zither table, there was a seemingly simple yet luxurious zither. On the side, there was an incense burner that emitted a fragrance. It was light and not strong, but it made people feel that it smelled particularly good. On one side, there was a chaise lounge. On the chaise lounge, there were two books scattered. One of them was flipped open and turned upside down on the chaise lounge. On the cover, there were three words "Qunfang Fu".

Looking at the Treasure Pavilion again, after a closer look, it really made people suck in a breath of cold air. Each and every item could be said to be the best. What was even rarer was that they were all exquisite beyond compare. Any one of them was worth at least a thousand gold.

Behind the Treasure Pavilion, the most attractive thing was not the various rare books that were placed on the bookshelves, nor was it the famous calligraphy and paintings that were hung on the wall. Instead, it was the man who was sitting at the large red sandalwood table, seriously writing something. — — The Sixth Prince, Jin Qinwang, Li Hongyuan.

Black brocade clothes embroidered with dark patterns. The collar and cuffs were flamboyant and unbridled blood red. Especially the purplish black pattern, it made people feel strange and inexplicable. They were unwilling to look at it more. However, that extraordinarily handsome face was like the most perfect work that the best sculptor had spent countless painstaking efforts to carve out. The cold eyebrows did not detract from his uniqueness. Only that pair of eyes that seemed to have been crafted by gods, because of the dark color of his pupils, seemed to clearly show that he was gloomy and not easy to get close to.

Suddenly, there was a light knock on the door.

"Enter." Hearing the voice that made people feel numb, but because of the coldness and ruthlessness inside, they did not dare to have any ripples.

A man in black silently came in, kneeled on one knee, and respectfully said: "Master, Miss Luo has arrived in the capital."

The hand that was writing unhurriedly paused. In the span of a dozen breaths, it was as if it was fixed and did not have any reaction. The pen that was just dipped in ink, following this pause, a drop of ink dripped down and fell on the paper. The paper that was about to be finished was thus wasted.

Li Hongyuan put down the pen in his hand and slowly raised it up, covering the place where his heart was. His heartbeat was like a drum. His heart, which had always been beating steadily, would not slow down or speed up no matter who it was. Every time he heard news about her, it would involuntarily speed up. It was no longer under his control. He did not want to control it. He did not want to control it. Amidst the rapid throbbing, there were also waves of sharp pain. He could not help but lower his head and let out a low moan that seemed to be both painful and joyful.

It was not a pleasant feeling, but he enjoyed it very much.

The kneeling man lowered his head and held his breath. He almost didn't dare to breathe. He had been by his master's side for more than a day or two. At this moment, he couldn't make the slightest sound. Otherwise … the thought of the consequences made the blood in his body turn cold. But Master's voice really made her want to die.

"Where are you?" She seemed to have regained her calm.

"We will reach the Luo Residence in about an hour."

"Prepare the car."

"Yes." He respectfully replied and got up to leave. When he reached the door, he could not maintain his calm and showed a bit of embarrassment.

Outside the door, Eunuch Mu glanced at the number one shadow guard by his master's side with pity. Master would only show real emotional fluctuations when it was related to Miss Luo. It was not an act to deal with others. It was reasonable to say that at this time, Master would be affected by human emotions and would be easier to get close to. However, the truth was the opposite. Master at this time was the strangest, most terrifying, and most frightening.

The shadow guard in black calmed down and said with a deadpan face, "Master wants to use the carriage."

Eunuch Mu nodded and turned to prepare.

On the other side, because the masters who stayed in Guangyuan Prefecture's Qi 'an Prefecture were all going to the capital together, there were a lot of things accompanying them. A row of carriages and boxes, one could not see the end of it at a glance. It attracted many passersby to stop and talk about it. They were all curious about which noble family this was.

"Miss, the capital is really as lively and luxurious as those storytellers said." A young girl dressed as a maidservant lifted the corner of the curtain and peeked out from the gap. She looked at the scenery outside and said excitedly.

A hand reached out and slapped the back of the maidservant's hand, reprimanding her in a low voice, "Qing Ju, now that we're in the capital, it's not like Qi 'an Prefecture. How can you be so rash? If people see you, they will only say that Miss is not dignified and even say that the Luo family is not good. Have you thought of the consequences?" The voice was even a bit cold.

Qing Ju touched the back of her hand that was red from the slap and felt a bit wronged, "Sister Zhu, I won't dare to do it again."

On the other hand, the woman who was leaning on the big pillow was surnamed Luo and given name Jingwan. Although she was not a peerless beauty, her skin was white and flawless. It was pleasing to the eye and made people envious. It was just that her complexion was a bit sickly and pale. She was also thin, so it was inevitable that she would lose some of her beauty. Hearing this, she opened her beautiful eyes and laughed, "Qing Ju, it's not that serious." She then got up slightly and reached out to stroke Qing Ju's head as if she was comforting a child, "Don't be anxious. I'm afraid that you won't leave the capital in the future. There's plenty of time to take a look."

Miss!" Qing Ju looked at her Miss with a bit of anger and embarrassment. Miss was clearly younger than her by a year, but in front of her, she always acted like a child and was always teased by her like a child.

Jingwan laughed out loud, but when she thought of her current situation, she hurriedly covered her mouth with a handkerchief, but the teasing in her eyes was still there.

Qing Ju looked on from the side and felt helpless. Qing Ju's temperament was mostly due to Miss. And the old madam of the family also doted on Miss as if she was her own flesh and blood. Even the etiquette instructor couldn't say much. Moreover, Miss had a good temperament and was gentle and considerate. She also had a bit of straightforwardness that other young ladies didn't have. In Qi 'an Prefecture, who knew how many madams and madams liked her. Unfortunately, the old madam didn't like the children and grandchildren of those families.

But very quickly, Jingwan's smile faded, and she felt a bit nauseous. She was really helpless when it came to carriage sickness.

Qing Ju hurriedly took out a plum from a small drawer at the side and handed one to her, "Miss, bear with it a little longer. We'll be there soon."

Jingwan put the plum in her mouth, "I'm fine." Then she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

The two maidservants saw her like this and really felt sorry for her. Miss had always been healthy. According to the old madam, even when she was young, she rarely fell ill. They didn't expect that after sitting in the carriage for so long, she would be so dizzy. In the first ten days, she vomited until her intestines turned over and her stomach turned. Her whole body quickly lost weight, which scared them to death. They slowed down the journey again and again. Later on, it was better to take a boat. But after entering the capital for half a day, the carriage looked uncomfortable again.

The sound outside gradually faded. They should be arriving soon. Sure enough, not long after, the carriage stopped. Soon, Jingwan's wet nurse's voice came from outside, "Miss, we've arrived."

The curtain in front of the carriage door was lifted. The wet nurse, the tutor, and the other two maidservants, Qing Mei and Qing Lan, were waiting outside. Every time they sat in the carriage, the six of them took turns to serve Jingwan.

Jingwan was supported and stepped down on a small stool. The moment she landed, she felt at ease. Finally, she didn't have to suffer anymore. She touched her chest.

"Wan Wan, come here and let grandmother take a look." Madame Luo stood beside the carriage, leaving her son, daughter-in-law, grandson and granddaughter in front of her, and waved to Jingwan with a distressed face.

It made the people who were ready to pay their respects to show their filial piety unable to do so. They were very embarrassed.

Jingwan hurriedly stepped forward and held Madame Luo's hand, "Grandmother."

"Look at your little face. Are you still uncomfortable?" Madame Luo touched her face.

Jingwan pursed her lips and smiled, "Grandmother, don't worry. I'm fine. Aren't we already home? After a few days of rest, I'm sure I'll be white and fat again."

"You have to take good care of yourself." Madame Luo turned her head and said to her eldest daughter-in-law, "Madame Luo, send more nourishing food like bird's nest to Wan Wan. This child has suffered a lot along the way."

"Yes, mother, don't worry. When I received the letter, I knew that the third daughter had suffered along the way. I've already prepared the things." Madame Wang responded properly and looked at Jingwan with affection and distress.

"Yes, I'm relieved when you do things." Madame Luo nodded and responded lightly

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