She was startled and glanced at him with fear, fearing that he would change his attention. No matter what, she told herself that she must not offend him until she got the news that Prince Liang was okay!
So she sat far away, fearing that he would see her in a bad mood
But his face was livid, his eyes were gloomy, and he had no expression, as if a volcano was about to erupt at any time. It was really scary!
In fact, she really wanted to ask him how the crown prince was doing, now that he was married, how was the eldest princess, whether Demei was naughty and willful and caused trouble, and whether the fourth and fifth princes were obedient and studying...
After all, we are husband and wife, and we have the same flesh and blood.
But when she thought of his ruthlessness towards her and his cold eyes, her heart froze and she lost the desire to talk to him.
Emperor Xuanguang changed the route and the carriage went directly back to the palace instead of continuing the southern tour.
Mo Yan was shocked and guessed that he decided to return to the palace because he was worried about his escape.
Thinking like this, a deep sadness welled up in his heart. He still didn't believe in himself!
Yes, he never believed her
Just like, he would rather believe that Li Yan deliberately framed his beloved concubine than believe in ten years of love.
After thinking wildly, she fell into a deep sleep.
It was very uncomfortable to sleep in the carriage. The bumps made her waist and bones ache. When she woke up, she found that he was looking out the window and meditating. His profile had perfect and profound lines, as perfect as a god's mansion. She couldn't help but feel moved in her heart.
Side view, I don’t want to look at it anymore
I'm afraid that all lines of defense will collapse from this.
She can't be soft-hearted!
Stop loving him!
Falling in love with him, invisibly pushing myself into hell again, having been scarred by him, is it rare to be stupid again?
She was also leaning on the other side of the window, feeling a little hungry.
A day's ride in a carriage
She thought resentfully, why didn't she stop? She was so hungry.
Just as he was thinking about it, the carriage stopped. At this time, he only heard a soft voice saying: "Your Majesty, eat some pastries first. I have already asked you. It will take another hour to arrive in the city. Please be patient."
Only then did Mo Yan pay attention to this woman who had been keeping her eyebrows low in the carriage and only focused on sewing.
She is very young, only fifteen years old, and looks very familiar. Her eyes are full of love and respect, as if the person in front of her is not an ordinary king, but a figure like a god.
When they were outside, they all called the emperor "Master". The emperor did not explain it in person. They did not know how to call silent words. In addition, they did not dare to enter the carriage except for this girl.
It was obvious to her that she only had Emperor Xuanguang in her eyes, and regarding Mo Yan, she regarded her as a transparent
Even at this moment, Mo Yan was so hungry that she was a little dizzy, but she didn't even say hello.
Laughed dryly
Emperor Xuanguang glanced at her lightly, picked up a piece of pastry, chewed it gracefully, and had no intention of entertaining her.
She hummed to herself, wanting to have the guts to continue looking out the window
But my belly didn't live up to expectations and made a sound.
"I want to eat too." Finally, she couldn't help it and said
He raised his eyes without any expression, neither agreed nor refused.
Mo Yan came over and saw that he was eating slowly, so he simply brought over a plate.
"Hey, this belongs to the emperor!" He stretched out his hand to take it back.
Moyan looked at her with a half-smile, "What's your name?"
"Slave Shuang'er" has bright and dark eyes, and one look at her shows that she is not as docile as she appears, but is a smart girl.