
THE NEXT day, Qing Mao and Gu Yihao visited the Imperial Palace to greet Emperor Gu as well as Empress Xue. The two of them came at noon which made Qing Mao a little embarrassed. Even the first prince, Gu Zhaoxin was also present to tease his eleventh brother, Gu Yihao.
But who was to blame about this if not Gu Yihao? The man made him sick all over the body today and just got better during the day.
Gu Yihao had never thought too much about the rules of the palace. If he wants to come by noon, then come by noon. Emperor Gu would not reprimand him either.
Empress Xue had a meaningful smile on her face. He had liked Qing Mao so much from the start that his impression was also good today.
"In the future, Princess Yi would not have to hesitate to come and meet this palace (an empress). Come and play. Lailan has also been wanting to see you for a long time," Empress Xue told Qing Mao.
Qing Mao thanked him as well as Emperor Gu. Unknowingly, he glanced at Han Baimo who was wearing a white brocade robe. She still had the same white hair as well as the same gentle expression.
Upon seeing Qing Mao, Han Baimo nodded at him. As if you know everything. All of a sudden Gu Yihao beside Qing Mao cleared his throat rather high. This made Qing Mao withdraw her gaze back.
Gu Yihao was jealous. Although there could be no other relationship, but she did not like Qing Mao staring at another man for so long.
Han Baimo chuckled. He was neither awkward nor hesitant in front of Emperor Gu.
"You're a good young couple. Quickly bear children and fill the house with their cries" she said.
Qing Mao was a bit embarrassed. "I'm too young to have children" she said.
"Oh, okay. Anyway you guys just got married, no need to rush." Han Baimo immediately fixed his words again.
At this moment, Han Baimo was holding a small red sandalwood box that was not too old but it could be ascertained that the box was made hundreds of years ago.
The small box of red sandalwood was given to Qing Mao as a wedding gift. On the wedding day, she did not have time to give the box away because Gu Yihao forbade her to meet Qing Mao.
"What's this?" qing Mao asked curiously.
"Just open it." Han Baimo smiled mysteriously.
The moment the box opened, Qing Mao was shocked. Suddenly his heart trembled as he looked at the exact same red jade ring and green jade ring as in his previous life.
How could this ring exist again? His mind.
Han Baimo seemed to know what the girl was thinking.
But Han Baimo thought again, since when did the ring belong to his ancestor?
Qing Mao finally took out a green jade ring and stroked its delicate surface. I don't know if this ring still has the same magical effect or not. Even if not, he was still happy that this ring was back.
"Wear it, it should fit snugly on your ring finger," Gu Yihao said.
When the green jade ring was worn on the ring finger of the girl's left hand, there was a faint green light that quickly disappeared. Qing Mao was unaware of it yet Han Baimo knew.
Gu Yihao also wore a red jade ring. Both seem to be compatible with the ring.
"Thank you," Qing Mao said. "I like the gift."
"Together, we should." Han Baimo nodded.
After conversing in the Imperial Palace, Qing Mao and Gu Yihao returned to King Yi's Palace. At this moment, Qing Mao was unceasingly staring at the ring.
At dinner, Gu Yihao felt helpless as he watched the girl continue to stare at the green jade ring.
"Mao'er, eat first."
"But I'm not tasteful tonight. I wonder if this ring is still the same."
Unfortunately Qing Mao did not feel any inner bond anymore with the ring. It was as if it was just an ordinary ring.
Gu Yihao sighed helplessly. But he just smiled. In the end, Qing Mao chose to have dinner first before finally returning to the room.
Gu Yihao did not follow him. He just went to the study room to take care of some of his unfinished work. As the man who was dubbed the god of war on the battlefield, he was feared by the enemy. In order to maintain world peace, Gu Yihao had to devote himself to the country.
The red jade ring embedded in the ring finger of his left hand suddenly let out a faint glow. "Why didn't you tell her Hyou was okay?"
"No need," Gu Yihao replied.
"Oh, you're pretending to be mysterious."
The voice of a teenage boy rang out from the red jade ring, not making Gu Yihao surprised what else was afraid. At the same time, a red-robed man appeared just like that in front of Gu Yihao's desk while holding his folding fan.