There were no servants in the mansion. Lin Ting was used to it, so he apologetically told Song Jinglan, “My living space is simple and cosy, but I cannot compare it to the luxuries of the imperial palace. I hope you can make yourselves at ho here.”
Song Jinglan replied gently, “Little Lu and I have also set up a house in Lincheng, which is similar to your house here, so there’s really not much of a difference.”
Only then did Lin Ting feel relieved.
The young servant boiled so hot water and brought it to them. Only then did he realize that the man following the Fifth Princess was the Emperor of the Song Empire. Thinking of the circulating rumuors and the words that he had brazenly said just now, his legs trembled as he brought the water to the royals. After that, he hurriedly excused himself and ran away.
In order to reach Qin Mountain as soon as possible, it was exhausting to rush all the way.
To let them have a good rest, Lin Ting took Lin Zhanyuan away as well. The kid was easy to coax, agreeing to give them so space once Lin Ting offered to take him shopping to buy a gift for his sister.
After Lin Feilu took a hot bath, she went to bed and lay down as if paralyzed. When Song Jinglan ca over after taking a bath, there was already the sound of soone breathing peacefully that resonated through the whole room.
He didn’t wake her up. Instead, he laid down on the bed softly, tugged her delicate body in his arms, and closed his eyes.
It was still relatively bright outside, so dusk’s contrasting lights and shadows seeped in through the window. The soft, golden light seed to drape itself over the bed as if even ti had slowed down for them. She frowned in his arms, seemingly unable to sleep restfully due to the blaring lights.
She didn’t like too much light when she slept.
Song Jinglan slightly raised his hand to cover her eyebrows, blocking the evening light from her closed eyelids. Then, she finally managed to sleep well.
This nap didn’t last long, though. Lin Feilu woke up in about half an hour.
There was a picture of an orange-red sunset outside the courtyard, shining on the two walnut trees. The sound of dogs barking in the distance and adults calling children ho for dinner could also be faintly heard.
Lin Feilu stretched her waist and squeezed herself into his arms. Her voice was still sowhat lazy and hoarse when she spoke, “I like this place so much.”
Song Jinglan gently stroked her back with his palm,”Then we will co here every year from now on.”
Lin Feilu raised her head slightly, rubbed her forehead against his chin, and asked with a smile, “If the Emperor of the Song Empire always runs to the Great Lin Empire, is he unafraid of being assassinated?”
His low laugh sounded from above her head, “With how powerful the Empress is, she will protect .”
Lin Feilu said, “Then what if I can’t beat the assassin?”
Song Jinglan pondered for a while, answering after thinking, “Then I can only protect myself.”
The little thing in his arms twisted and humd, “At the end of the day, you’re just saying that you will follow around wherever I go.”
He pinched her earlobe, “Yes, wherever the Empress goes, I will follow.”
Lin Feilu sighed, “What a fool.”
Song Jinglan laughed and pinched the back of her neck, “Get up, Little Six is here.”
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