When he decides to do something, he will never be indecisive.
Although his steps were heavy, he still walked towards Mo Yiran's Chaoxiyuan. She had been placed in this deserted courtyard from the first day she married into the prince's palace, but he didn't know why she knew that the prince was looking for her.
She didn't tell him her identity.
When Mo Yiran opened the door, she saw a heavy-faced Leng Mo. Because of his footsteps, she knew he was coming. She smiled slightly and said: "Please come in, sit down wherever you want." At this time,
She had changed into clean clothes, her hair was flowing down to her waist without any restraints, and she had no powder on her face. She was very beautiful and clean.
Leng Mo was stunned. He never thought that she would be so casual, but after thinking about it carefully, she seemed to never stick to etiquette, so he was relieved. He walked into the empty but simple house. Although it was a courtyard, the house was
It's a bit old, and this house is at most the residence of a maid with some status, but she... doesn't make any noise at all.
Mo Yiran walked over to him and sat down across from him, stroking his hair randomly, poured him a cup of tea, and asked, "Do you want to see me for anything?"
Leng Mo picked up the tea, took a sip, and immediately frowned. This tea... was very bitter.
"Oh, this is Kuding tea. I forgot to tell you. Maybe you can't get used to it." Mo Yiran said apologetically, "I'll pour you a glass of water." She wouldn't prepare any other tea besides Kuding tea.
Because when she was at the Soul Sect, she didn't need to entertain anyone.
Just as Mo Yiran was about to stand up, Leng Mo pulled her sleeve.
Mo Yiran didn't think there was anything wrong, but Leng Mo blushed with embarrassment. He lowered his head and said, "No need." He was indeed not used to drinking this tea, but he didn't come here to drink tea.
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Seeing his appearance, Mo Yiran thought to herself that it was probably the ancient people's idea of men and women not being intimate with each other that was causing trouble again. She wouldn't expose him, so she wouldn't force him to drink another cup of tea.
"What did you say?" Mo Yiran sat down again. They had been separated for six years, and six years later, they sat face to face again. She had never thought about such a situation six years ago.
Leng Mo looked at her clear face, shining under the candlelight. His Adam's apple twitched, but he still took the cup of tea in front of him and drank it down. The bitterness spread between his lips and teeth, just like his mood at the moment.
, he took advantage of the situation and said: "Your Majesty ordered me to check your details." When he said this, he actually hoped that she would be honest.
After that, he looked at her quietly, waiting for her answer.
At this time, Mo Yiran didn't look at him. He just poured a cup of tea for himself, placed it on his lips and lightly moistened his lips. Indeed, Kuding tea was extremely bitter. Most people couldn't bear such suffering. At least she was in her twenties.
In the first century, she was the only one drinking Kuding tea on the huge campus.
But she knows one thing, that is, although Kuding tea is bitter, it has a hint of sweetness after drinking it. The sweetness spreads between the lips and teeth like the bitterness.
She drank Kuding not for the last bit of nihilistic sweetness, but just to enjoy the bitterness.
After a long silence, just when Leng Mo's eyes began to dim, she raised her starry eyes and said with a smile on her lips: "You don't have to hide it deliberately."
Leng Mo was stunned, as if he had never thought that she would answer like this. But apart from this answer, he couldn't think of any other answers she would have. It seemed that she had been like this from the moment he met her.
She always had a faint smile on her face, but she was extremely alienated from others. Even if she had done so much for the prince, she might not be doing it just for him alone.
Such a woman is admirable, but also terrifying.
He pursed his lips, and finally said: "I understand, I understand." For some reason, he also wanted to put a distance between them, so he called himself a subordinate.
Mo Yiran still had the same indifferent expression and did not correct his claim. In fact, she had nothing to correct.
Leng Mo saw that she still had no reaction. The aftertaste of the cup of Kuding tea seemed to become more bitter on his lips, and his heart became cold. Until he left her room, he was thinking about what he... wanted
What kind of answer does she give herself, or what kind of herself does she want her to present in front of her!
Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed, and his smile was extremely sarcastic!
After Leng Mo left, Mo still stayed in her room, making herself cup after cup of Kuding tea. But after drinking it, she used her inner strength to force the tea out, because too much tea was stored in the
It will make people feel uncomfortable in the body.
It wasn't until midnight when the surroundings were quiet that she got up, then tied up her dark hair with a light blue ribbon, and then tied it with a bow, simple but not simple.
There was still a smile on the corner of her mouth, but this smile was sarcastic, a little sarcastic and desolate.
At this time, what she wanted to do was to go back to the Soul Sect.