"There's some food over there.
It just so happens that there's something to eat in the courtyard.
The kitchen is on the left and there's a well in the courtyard.
There's rice, noodles, and oil in the kitchen.
If the princess is hungry, we can just deal with it." The little girl looked adorable and her words made dry wood clench his teeth.
However, there was nothing wrong with eating on their own.
Qian Mu Mu nodded at the maid who didn't look like a maid.
"Thank you." He then walked to the first room on the left.
He didn't care when the person behind him had left.
The moment he pushed open the door, he had no choice but to take a step back.
His throat was choked with dust and he started coughing.
There wasn't much light in the room, probably because it was covered by a row of bamboos next to the kitchen.
The sky wasn't bright yet, so the interior of the room wasn't able to see very clearly.
Fortunately, he found a match on the stone platform at the side.
He blew on it and illuminated the entire room.
After that, he lit the oil lamp.
Even though it was old and tattered, the good thing was that everything was well-stocked, cold, hungry, and tired.
He had only eaten a little pastry from yesterday morning until now.
It was still the smartest thing he had hidden it before going to the bridal sedan.
He was practically powerless now.
He felt aches of hunger in his stomach.
He cleaned up simply, boiled some porridge, and salted some vegetables.
He hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls.
It was really too dirty and he was too exhausted to clean himself up.
He walked out of the kitchen and went to the other two rooms.
He pushed the door open and looked at them one by one.
They were all in similar shapes as each other.
Finally, he chose the middle to go in and tidy up the bed.
It was still dusty.
Fortunately, there was a cotton quilt, and the clean quilt and the dust in the room were inharmonious.
He rushed onto the bed and put down his phoenix coronet.
He just took off his gauze and coat and lay down in his inner clothes.
"Your Highness." Ming Rufan woke up early in the morning and asked the servant girl to come in to change clothes.
The servant girl tidied up the clothes with her head down and handed a wet handkerchief to Ming Rufan.
"Well, have you been brought to the west court?" Since she was a princess and her mother's lifesaver, she couldn't be too harsh.
She was a little bit relieved after last night's cold wind.
As long as she didn't go too far in the future, she wouldn't make things too difficult for others.
Ming Rufan raised his head and let the maid help him sort out the front part of his clothes.
"Yes, I brought them there early in the morning.
They cooked something for themselves and slept in the middle room." The maidservant who was waiting by the side answered.
"Mm.
Watch her and you're not allowed to step out of the West Garden for even half a step."clothed house arrest, or in other words, being thrown into the cold palace before the bridal sedan veil was lifted.
This was definitely not a good thing for the newlyweds, but for the Heavenly Evergreen, it wasn't bad.
After breakfast, Ming Rufan went to court again, and then went to the Thousand Fragrance Building to comfort Bai Yanyin.
When he came out, he still had a cold face.
Fortunately, his face was expressionless.
Otherwise, if he had such a handsome face, he would have been surrounded by beauties if he had a better personality.
"Order the general Zhong Li to come to the manor tomorrow." As soon as he stepped into the Manor, Ming Rufan thought of the news this morning.
Tomorrow morning, Zhong Luo would have his teacher go back to the court.
It was a great news to all of Chu.
Zhong Liluo and I were even more a bosom friend.
Tomorrow when we returned to the manor, we would definitely talk about the old days.
He thought that he had just come back from the western border town some time ago and had won a victory at the border of northern country.
It had been more than half a year since they last met.
"Yes." Xia Zhen responded and followed Ming Rufan into the house.
"Let's go to the West Garden." Just as he was about to walk back to his own house, he suddenly remembered something.
He watched as the sun rose high in the sky.
It was just after noon and he wasn't in a hurry to eat lunch for a while.
He turned around and walked in a certain direction.
"Yes." Xia Zhen saw Ming Rufan turning around and leading the way in a hurry.
The sun was rising, but it was still a little cold.
After all, it was winter.
Ming Rufan headed for the West Garden.
The Heavenly Evergreen was sleeping soundly in the dusted house.
His entire body was curled up under the blanket, and his hair was scattered on the pillow.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised as if he had dreamed of something happy.
In fact, she did dream of happy things.
Perhaps the Heavenly Evergreen had drifted from place to place when they were young, begged to live in fear, and had seen too much hunger, cold and ridicule.
So they always envied the rich's days.
The Heavenly Wood loved themselves the most in its life, followed by money.
In her eyes, the first and most important thing was money, and then nothing else.
When Ming Ruofan pushed the door open and came in, the person who had been frozen for a night was still sleeping peacefully with the quilt in his arms on the couch.
The corner of his mouth was curved and his pink lips were tender.
His exquisite face was exposed to the eyes of an ordinary person.
At the celebration banquet held by his teacher, he saw her from a distance.

Originally, his mother wanted to find a chance to introduce him to her alone, but before she could give the imperial edict, he came down to her.
However, no matter how stubborn he was, he failed to resist the imperial edict's edict.
Finally, he was forced to marry her.
It was the first time that he had seen her appearance clearly.
"Call out." Ming Ruofan stepped back.
He wanted to find a chair to sit down, but the dust on it made him frown.
Then he stood aside and looked at the red gauze and coat scattered on the ground.
After all, he was the confidant who had followed Ming Rufan for a long time.
He knew what to do at the sight of Ming Rufan's unhappy eyes.
After walking outside for a while, Xia Zhen picked up a basin of clean water and threw it at the person on the couch.
The dry wood suddenly woke up.
"...Your Highness." The mummy that was in its sleep suddenly sat up after being stimulated by the sudden chill from its body.
It felt slightly dizzy and its eyes, which had just woken up, suddenly opened wide.
Looking at the two men in front of it, it suddenly turned its gaze to the dark and ordinary body.
It then looked at the soaked cotton quilt on the couch and the soaked clothes on its body.
Pursing its lips, it knelt down on the couch and faced the man on the ground.
Wasn't that just letting him be?
Why was it here?
"Princess, it's a rule in the mansion.
You have to get up at the last minute.
From today onwards, the West Garden will be your residence.
You have to observe everything here very early.
You have to clean up the place as well.
Your daily diet is self-sufficient, and you have to come here every month to get your monthly payment.
I'll order someone to send you the clothes you need later," Xia Zhen said, glancing at the prince who had yet to speak.
She tried to make sense of his intentions, then she took the initiative to speak.
"...I know." Qian Mu looked at the two men in front of him.
She was speechless when she saw the cold wind last night when she was brought to the strange stone house and was awakened by the cold water.
She knew she was acting as a punching bag now.
She could only hope that the man would give her a chance to talk after venting his anger.
"Then please get up and clean up, Princess." Xia Zhen urged.
Ming Luofan still kept a poker face and said nothing.
Obviously, he acquiesced to Xia Zhen's behavior.
Then he glanced at the dry wood up and down with his cold eyes.
Ignoring her wet clothes and kneeling posture, he turned and walked out of the worn and dusty room.
Qian Mu Mu Mu's head was lowered as he looked at the soaked clothes on his body.
He instantly clenched the blanket on the bed and gritted his teeth as he stood up on the ground.
"One day, I'll leave this damned place." Qian Mu Mu's coat was red.
He could only hope that the person who appeared to be the general manager would send his clothes over quickly.
Just as he reached the door, the cold wind blew at Qian Mu Mu's teeth, causing them to tremble.
She looked around the courtyard and finally took out a quilt to dry it in a place with sufficient sunlight.
If she covered herself with a wet quilt at night, she would not be able to support herself.
She would not joke with her body.
Fortunately, the beggar had done so many good things all the year round, so she was much stronger.
She had suffered from minor diseases in the past, but in the end, the beggars were always hungry, not to mention sick.
The poor could not afford to be ill, and beggars were not allowed to get sick.
First, he started from the kitchen, and he lost some hot water.
After washing up and warming his hands, he finally felt better.
He searched around and found a rag with no color.
After washing, he found it was blue.
Then he began to clean up in the bedroom in the middle.
He was busy all the way.
When he cleaned up the kitchen and was ready to choose vegetables, he saw the rosy clouds in the sky.
The vegetables were plucked from a corner of the fence of the small garden.
He really didn't know why there was such a place where someone was planting vegetables alone.
Qian Mu Mushi had just finished his meal and his clothes were almost dry.
Suddenly, footsteps could be heard from outside.
He put down his utensils and walked out.
He saw the maid leading the way in the morning and another maid entering the room.
They were carrying some clothes, nothing more than them.
"Princess, this is the clothes that Mr.
Xia asked us to send to you." Qian Mu took the three sets of clothes with both hands.
They were not too many and not too small.
They were enough for her.
It was not enough for the real princess.
However, she had worn one set of clothes too many times a year, not to mention the three sets of clothes to change.
"Thank you." Qian Mu did not speak much.
Before she had observed the people here too carefully, she did not dare to say too much and interacted with them too much.
Watching the two maids leave proudly with their necks raised, Blackwood quickly walked back to the room and picked up a light yellow dress to change into.
It was not a good material, at least far worse than what she wore in the imperial palace.
Thinking about those things that she had married in the new room, Blackwood regretted that he did not stuff a few pearls on his waist.
His clothes seemed to be almost the same as the clothes of the maids who left just now.
But after eating and drinking enough, he could finally have a rest.
As for what he would do tomorrow, that would be tomorrow's thing.