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Yin Luo's expression remained unchanged; she just didn't expect Mu Changqing's orders to be carried out so quickly. "It's fine. I've heard that Cold Jade Garden has beautiful scenery and is magnificent. Living in such a place for a lifetime may not be a bad thing."
Su Yi showed a hint of confusion on her face as Yin Luo had already passed her and headed directly to Cold Jade Garden.
Cold Jade Garden, being Mu Changqing's residence, was naturally not lacking in beauty. However, when Yin Luo saw the full view of Cold Jade Garden, she couldn't help but be astonished.
The entire Cold Jade Garden was very grand, featuring bamboo groves, small bridges, flowing gardens, and vast green lawns. Even though it was already late autumn, the color of the grass was still crisp and rich, showing no signs of withering. Behind the lawn was the actual residence.
The residence consisted of three rooms and a hall. Mu Changqing occupied the main room, which was particularly spacious. The beams and pillars of the residence were made of bright red solid wood, intricately carved with swirling clouds and koi fish, resembling fish leaping over the dragon gate. The edges were inlaid with gold. When Su Yi noticed Yin Luo's gaze lingering on the golden hues, she couldn't help but explain, "This residence was personally commissioned by the Empress Dowager. The gilding you see is real gold, meaning that anything in this residence is worth a fortune. Even if you were to chip off a small piece from these beams, it would be enough for an ordinary person to live off for a lifetime."
Yin Luo withdrew her gaze and looked at her. "Where is my room?"
Su Yi was taken aback for a moment before a subtle expression appeared on her face. "Your Highness, you are now the mistress of the royal residence, so your room... naturally will be together with Prince."
Yin Luo was stunned. "You mean... the main room?"
Su Yi cautiously nodded.
Yin Luo then stepped towards the main room and found that it was furnished with items from her own room. Even the dressing table was filled with a large number of jewelry pieces. Clearly, the steward had thoroughly executed Mu Changqing's instruction that "all expenses should be handled according to the princess's status." Not only were the jewelry pieces priceless, but there were also many incredibly luxurious styles of clothing neatly folded in the wardrobe. Even the bedding on the couch had been replaced with festive red mandarin duck patterns.
She twitched her lips and thought for a moment before saying, "Su Yi, go ask the steward again if it's confirmed that I will stay here. We don't want to inadvertently anger Prince, or we will both suffer."
Upon hearing this, Su Yi immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. Everyone knew that Prince was unpredictable; if there was a misunderstanding, even a small matter could lead to a fatal disaster.
She quickly nodded, "Please wait, Your Highness. I will go ask right away."
Yin Luo nodded, and Su Yi hurriedly rushed out like a gust of wind. Only then did she lift her head to carefully examine the main chamber.
Aside from her own clothing and belongings, Mu Changqing's quarters were quite simple, featuring a clean black and white theme. The wardrobe and furniture were all black, while the porcelain teapot was white. A few calligraphy pieces hung on the wall, with bold and powerful strokes. Yin Luo deliberately glanced at the signatures and found that they bore Mu Changqing's seal, meaning these characters were written by him.
She couldn't help but curl her lips; it seemed this Prince was rather narcissistic, hanging his own calligraphy in his room.
On a table not far from the bed lay several masks, both black and white, all in fierce designs. Aside from that, there seemed to be nothing else extraneous.
Footsteps were heard outside, and she guessed it must be Su Yi returning. Turning her head, she indeed saw Su Yi appear at the door.
"Your Highness, the steward said that his arrangements are in accordance with Prince's wishes."
Yin Luo immediately furrowed her brows: His wishes?
If he had made such arrangements before, it would not be surprising. But after what had just happened—her words and his abrupt departure—would he still insist that they share a room?
Moreover, there was indeed only one bed here; wasn't that a bit strange?
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