She is clearly feeling very uncomfortable, yet still so stubborn. Is this her? So familiar yet so unfamiliar. But as arrogant as he is, she doesn't want to explore.
Yin Tianyi gradually loosened his grip on her neck and asked coldly: "What do you want from me?"
Mo Yiran took a breath and said calmly: "There are many people here." After saying that, he turned to the maid behind him and said: "Help Yan Ruo back to the room."
Suddenly, someone took Yan Ruo away, and Yin Tianyi waved his hand to signal everyone to get down. Suddenly, only Mo Yiran and Yin Tianyi were left.
"Has the prince ever been in jail and been rescued?" Mo Yiran spoke slowly, the flush on her face had not receded, and the cool breeze blew in, adding a little more charm to her.
He... had only one experience in prison, and that was when he was sent to Xi Yeguo as a hostage and was eventually rescued by Mo Yiran. Of course, he has not forgotten it and will always remember it.
At this time, he stared at Mo Yiran coldly, not understanding why she asked.
Mo Yiran smiled and said: "I want to leave the house, and I hope the prince will give me permission." She did not kneel down, but straightened her back.
Yin Tianyi suddenly understood. He raised the corners of his lips and said in a solemn voice: "I know why you left the palace." He slowly turned around, turned his back to Mo Yiran and said: "The person your father wants to kill, do you think
Can you escape his grasp? Even if you can escape the fifteenth grade, you can't escape the first grade."
"Methods are thought up by people. How can you know if you don't try it?" Mo Yiran smiled lightly and was noncommittal.
"So, the princess is completely sure?" Yin Tianyi turned around and looked into her pupils, feeling desolate inside.
Mo Yiran shook his head: "No." After a pause, he added: "But the prince does, doesn't he?" He stopped himself from saving the missionary. He must have a way to save people, it just depends on whether he is willing.
Yin Tianyi snorted, "Why should I save him? What a joke!" He never cared about the life and death of others, let alone a missionary from a foreign country who wanted to change his extraordinary thinking!
Mo Yiran's eyes suddenly turned sharp and he said: "I am not asking the prince to save him. I just hope that the prince will allow me to leave the house. I promise that I will not bring any trouble to the prince."
"What guarantee do you have?" Yin Tianyi pinched her chin and said, "Remember that you are my wife from the Soul Sect, and I want to guarantee your safety."
Mo Yiran smiled brightly in his hand and said: "So the prince wants to imprison me here for three years?"
"Why not?" He found that what he hated most was her smile, as if nothing could bother her! He suddenly became irritable, took back his hand, turned around and left, saying: "I don't have this prince in An Yi Palace."
You can’t get out no matter what!”
Mo Yiran looked at his leaving back and didn't want to say anything else. She just walked back. The place where she lived was called Chaoxiyuan, which was some distance away from An Yiju.
Yanruo, who was lying on the bed, was very excited when she saw her master coming to see her. She struggled to get up and asked, "Did the prince do anything to you, princess?"
Mo Yiran stepped forward to support her and said, "Just lie down and don't get up. I'm fine." Even if something happened, it would never happen to her in Yin Tianyi's hands. This was the oath she made to herself.
"It seems we can't walk out of this palace openly." Mo Yiran looked around Yanruo's room and said faintly. This room is similar to her own room. I think she lived there for maids, but it was just a high-end room.
It's just a place for some maids to live.
"What the princess means..." She fell silent at this point.
"You take good care of yourself and I'll come see you tomorrow." She said this very loudly, as if she wanted people outside to hear. But after saying that, she left the house where Yanruo lived and returned to her room.
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She made herself a cup of tea. The name of this tea is Kudingcha. As the name suggests, this tea is very bitter, even bitterer than coffee. But she has liked this tea since she was a child. It is very bitter, fragrant and sweet.
After drinking tea, she sat next to the guqin and gently played with the strings. Her favorite instrument was the guqin. The sound of the guqin was rich and deep, unlike the guzheng.
White mist comes out of my mouth. I feel lonely under the light of the road. If you have nothing to do, I'll be here with you again. Do you have some feelings for the fragrance of tea? They say that the bitter and sweet taste of Kuding tea seems to be nothingness. With you, the dream has fallen. I can't draw happiness. The world is desolate and lost.
How do you appease the resentment and remember the pages of fate with a pen? I cry when it hurts. It is not my costume. The sky is ruined, the leaves are scattered, the wind is still dancing. The words of my heart are restraints. I say half of them. The rest is left to me on the street. I feel that I once stood with you on the street.
If one's talent knows that the most painful writings are written into one's mood, the moonlight is still more painful, and the memory of the path is still unconquered by me. If you can't bear to look back, I would like to escape from the past, but you can have some sympathy with you. You don't know the hardships, and the joys and sorrows blend into the heart. My smile is far away.
It’s hard to write about the deep pain in my heart. My loneliness is so painful when I lose you to comfort me. How do I use my pen to remember the length of my destiny? I cry when it hurts. It’s not my costume. The sky is ruined, the leaves are scattered, the wind is still dancing. The words in my heart are miserable. I’ll say half of my blessings and leave the rest to me.
At night, I fully realized that I once stood with you on the street, as if I was a gifted person. The most painful thing was written in "The Fragrant Tea is Bitter", which made the mood even more painful. This is a lyric she composed in modern times.
After singing, she felt that it was really hypocritical in the past. After all, there were too many words of bitterness in it. Now it seems that those bitternesses are not bitterness, but her love for drinking Kuding tea has not changed.
Because the bitterness of Kudingcha can blend with her state of mind. What's more, not all Kudingcha is bitter, but some people ignore the sweetness after entering the mouth because of its strong bitterness.
At night, the summer wind was a little cool, but there was no moon tonight, but there were many small stars, and the sky seemed a lot more lively. But that was not the case in Chaoxiyuan. Yin Tianyi did not arrange any maids to serve her, but only stayed outside.
But for the sake of safety, Mo still took a bath and went to bed obediently.
That night, the surroundings were quiet. This afternoon, she had told Yan Ruo that she would visit her tomorrow. Everyone must have fallen asleep at this time. She stood up slowly and quickly, tying up her black hair with a blue ribbon.
Okay. Then he put on men's clothes and quietly slipped out of the palace.
Why she chose to leave tonight was entirely because the most dangerous time was the safest time. If Yin Tianyi did not allow her to leave today, he would guess that she would not act rashly tonight and would wait at least two days before leaving, so... she
So I went today.
At that time, Yan Ruo was already waiting for her in the woods, and she knew that she understood the meaning of her words. You must know that Mo is still a road fool, and only Yan Ruo's leadership can quickly and successfully find the missionary.
's residence.
At that time, two women dressed as men passed through the forest on a dark night with only stars, and headed straight for the inn in the east of the city.