Mo Yichen nodded, just glanced at it lightly, his face was still expressionless, that cold face that had not changed for thousands of years, he just wanted Ye Luo to give it a hard tug to see if it could change.
At the same time, I feel a little distressed. Where has that gentle brother Chen gone? What has he experienced in these years?
"Lian'er would like to say hello to sister, thank you for caring." Ye Luo's weak voice interrupted Ye Luo's trance. He watched Murong Lian get out of the car and salute him. I don't know why it always felt a little weird. Sister, oh, when did she Became her sister.
Ye Luo looked at Murong Lian's pale face. He was afraid that he was still ill after leaving the gate of hell a few days ago. He said with concern, "Murong's side concubine is feeling better. I have to go to the palace today to pay her respects. I'm afraid it will be a hard day." ."
She couldn't call her sister. As for Lian'er, Ye Luo thought that she wasn't familiar enough with her yet, so she just called her her.
Murong's side concubine? Is she warning herself to recognize her identity? She wants to tell herself that even if she doesn't offer tea to her today, what will happen? She can only be the side concubine. A trace of cruelty flashed in Murong Lian's eyes, and then The cover-up was restored very quickly, as if it had never happened before.
Murong Lian looked at Ye Luo, who was wearing a bright red pleated skirt, and thought to herself that people from the market are just people from the market, with extremely vulgar vision, and they only like bright red and green things. So what if she is a princess? How can she compare? She is the daughter of the prime minister, the most talented woman in the world, and the prince is still hers. As for the position of the concubine, it is only a matter of time.
He raised his head and looked at Ye Luo, and replied timidly, "Thank you for your concern, sister. My sister's health is fine."
The change in his eyes at that moment might not be noticeable to others, but Ye Luo could clearly see the cruelty in Murong Lian's eyes, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened. Who is Ye Luo? He has been rolling around in the mall since he was a child. He has seen How many people of all kinds have grown up in vain without any insight into their actions for more than ten years.
Ye Luo kept a calm expression. When he saw Murong Lian, the corner of his mouth slightly curved. It would be fair to say that he felt a little mocked when he saw her clothes. After all, this was the effect she had put so much effort into dressing up. It was just that moment of cruelty. What is it again?
"Ahem" Murong Lian couldn't help coughing a few times, her trembling shoulders made her body even more weak.
"Just wait in the car, why bother getting down." Mo Yichen helped Murong Lian into the car and scolded.
Ye Luo couldn't help but secretly laugh when she saw Mo Yichen even caring about others with a cold face.
Then she thought of Murong Lian's flashing eyes that didn't match hers, and thought about it, "Murong Concubine is suffering from cold, what should I do? I just saved a life from the gate of hell a few days ago, and now it's... ...My lord, why don’t you get in the car with Piao Ling today? Your illness will get better these days. What if you are infected by your sister again? What will happen if your father asks about it?"
What a Ye Piao Ling, she actually laughed at her for marrying him because she was forced to die. Murong Lian gritted her teeth, hiding the cruelty in her eyes, and turned to Mo Yichen with a cry: "Your Majesty, my sister is right. , your body is just a little better, in case you are attacked by Lian'er again..."
As expected, Ye Luo clearly saw the cruelty flashing through Murong Lian's eyes again, and secretly noticed, how could that woman hide it so well?
The three of them had their own thoughts. Mo Yichen looked at the gorgeous woman in front of him and couldn't help it. He used his father to suppress him and said in a cold voice, "Thank you for your concern, Princess. I know my illness well. I won't bother you, Princess." Please take your time. It’s getting late, so the princess should get in the car earlier and set off to pay her respects to her father.”
Ye Luo yelled unwillingly, "My lord, Piao Ling is doing this for your own good."
Mo Yichen just looked at him coldly, turned around and got into the car, with a sneer on his lips.
I don’t know why Ye Luo’s heart felt a little painful when she saw such an indifferent expression again. How could it be like this? Isn’t this the result of a long-planned plan? She made Prince Yi hate herself, and then she got the divorce letter and
You can leave, but King Yi has become Brother Chen?
This has just begun, what should we do next? Do we want Brother Chen to hate herself? But she will leave sooner or later, right? If Mo Yichen knew her identity, she would not be able to bear to divorce her. In this dynasty, women
But if you are divorced by your husband’s family, it will be over for the rest of your life...
Ye Luo put away her disappointed mood and got on a carriage behind her. Thinking that it would take a while to reach the palace, she leaned against the wall of the carriage and took a nap.
When the carriage turned the corner and approached the palace, the curtains moved slightly, and a man in white stepped into the carriage from the outside. This person was Mo Yichen. After all, this woman was given to him by his father, and he still had to do some work.
Look.
Only then did Mo Yichen realize that the woman in the car had fallen asleep. Seeing her frowning and looking very tired, Mo Yichen unexpectedly did not wake her up, but looked quietly at the side.
woman.
Ye Luo secretly moved her arm that was numbed by her own pressure. In fact, as soon as Mo Yichen came in, she knew that how could she sleep in such a bumpy carriage? Putting aside this, just these years
With such experience, how can you not keep some things in mind when sleeping?
She thought Mo Yichen would definitely wake her up, but she didn't expect that he made no movement at all, and instead she felt uncomfortable being stared at.
Ye Luo was going crazy. He slowly opened his eyes, saw the person in front of him clearly and said confusedly, "Why is the prince here?"
Mo Yichen looked at the little woman pretending to be confused in front of him and found it a little funny. He leaned against the car coolly and squinted his eyes.
Ye Luo waved his fist and when he saw Mo Yichen moving, he quickly put his hand down and glared bitterly at the man in white who had his eyes closed leisurely opposite.
"Your Majesty, Princess, the Shenwu Gate has arrived." The Shenwu Gate is the first gate into the palace. Without the emperor's special permission, carriages can no longer enter.
The next step is nothing more than kowtow one by one, offer tea one by one, and receive red envelopes one by one...
"Piao Ling would like to say hello to the Queen Mother. Please drink tea."
"Piao Ling would like to say hello to my father. Please drink tea."
"Piao Ling would like to say hello to the Queen, and please have tea with the Queen."
Everything went smoothly today. Maybe the two nuns put in a good word for her. The Queen Mother did not make it difficult for her and allowed her to call her Grandma Huang. This made Ye Luo a little flattered. But it was obvious that the gray-haired old man approved of it.
She was still a little dissatisfied.
However, Ye Luo was already satisfied with being able to do this. As long as it was not difficult for her, nothing else really mattered.
However, there was one person who filled Ye Luo's mind with doubts. Maybe they were similar, but Ye Luo always felt that there was some connection between them because the queen looked exactly like the person in her memory.