Lin Feilu’s mood was very conflicted for a while, and she glanced around, “This… is this merely meant for your Song Empire’s secret communication?”

The maidservant smiled and said, “We are a legitimate business, and I’m an honest worker as The Golden Boutique has branches worldwide. The new clothes are sold well in various countries, and we are leading the fashion industry among the noble ladies, so you don’t have to worry, my Lady.”

Lin Feilu, “……”

Alright, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt.

She raised her hand to touch the letter before further securing it in the folds of her clothes. Inexplicably excited, she changed her outfit and said to the maidservant, “Wrap these up for me then— how much are they?”

The maidservant smiled and said, “His Majesty said that these clothes are a returning gift.”

Lin Feilu, “…” She was silent for a while before she asked a rhetorical question, “What if I wanted all the dresses in this store?”

Maidservant, “My Lady can do anything as she pleases.”

Lin Feilu couldn’t tell whether she was happy or surprised to know that, at least when it came to her, Little Pretty Boy still seemed to be the same.

Lin Ting came back after he went shopping. He bought a lot of her favourite food, stood at the door, and asked her, “Little Five, have you made your choice?”

Lin Feilu turned back and responded affirmatively. Then, she said to the maidservant, “Just wrap up the ones I have chosen. Thank you.”

After shopping, Xiaohei and Xiaobai returned to the inn with the group’s luggage and began to prepare the carriage. Lin Feilu returned to her room, locked it, and took out the letter.

Song Jinglan’s reply was obviously much calmer than her hastily scribbled greeting last time.

It was she who was familiar with his handwriting, so at a glance, she knew that it wasn’t a lengthy one. Just like her telling him about interesting things, Song Jinglan also mentioned his life after returning to his country. He didn’t bring up the fact that he had seized the throne and, in a few words, even talked about his calm and leisurely daily life. It was as if he had just switched locations but lived the exact same life as he did in the Cuizhu Villa.

Lin Feilu cursed in her heart while reading, you liar! Did you not predict that I would have figured out that you were the Emperor by now?!

The last sentence of the letter was, “I miss the Princess very much; does the Princess miss me?”

Through this sentence, she seemed to be able to picture him sitting in front of the window with a brush, the corner of his mouth grinning.

Lin Feilu touched his hot ears and folded the letter as if nothing had happened. She then put it in the Jimo Sword Manual.

***

Xiaobai prepared the carriage, and the group went out of the city, continuing the journey to Mount Wutai. Lin Feilu was wearing her new clothes and munching on some snacks. As the carriage swayed, the only thought that echoed in her mind was, “Does the princess miss me?”

I miss you a lot; do you miss me?

Lin Feilu bit the crunchy peanuts and said in her heart, is the martial world not exciting enough for me? Why the heck should I miss you? I don’t! You shouldn’t miss me either. Instead, you can think about your beauties in that harem of yours, you pig of an Emperor!

Lin Ting flipped through an ancient book beside him and asked with a smile, “What’s wrong? Is it not good?”

Lin Feilu answered, “Delicious!”

Lin Ting patted her head with a smile, “Then why are you angry with yourself here again? Who provoked our Little Five?”

Lin Feilu looked at him for a while and shrugged her head in frustration. She grumbled, “Forget it.”