There were several side dishes and a bottle of wine placed on the stone table under the plum blossom tree, and Mo Yan was sitting there, occasionally pouring a glass of wine for the person opposite.
"You don't drink?" Mu Ling frowned. He had never seen a man who didn't drink.
"Drinking is harmful to the body." My current body is really not suitable for drinking. No matter how high my martial arts skills are, I still can't resist the weakness of my body. What's more, my good father has people poisoning me for more than one day or two.
Mo Yan smiled softly, making it difficult to tell what she was laughing at. Maybe only she herself knew the pain in her heart.
After hearing Mo Yan's words, Mu Ling suddenly remembered that Mo Yan's health was not very good. He had heard that the proton-infected person who was infected with wind and cold only had to be let go by an imperial doctor or something, nothing more.
But today, Mu Ling felt sad after hearing this. Such a person had a bad health just like his queen. Only then did Mu Ling remember that he had a queen.
"What did the emperor think of?" Seeing Mu Ling frowning slightly and looking unhappy, Mo Yan could tell, "I saw the queen in the imperial garden this morning. She looked pale and looked very bad."
I'm afraid I will meet God soon. Mo Yan murmured in his heart that she has some medical skills, but there is nothing she can do about that kind of sad and hurt woman with a weak body. Mo Yan doesn't want to mess around for an irrelevant woman.
set one's own pace
Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. Mo Yan believes that if the queen's life should not be cut off, no matter how seriously ill the queen is, she will not die all at once.
"Are you doing it for her?" Mu Ling resented himself. Maybe he should have thought about how a cold-blooded person like Mo Yan could treat him to dinner and drinks.
"Yes and no," Mo Yan put down his chopsticks and looked at the plum blossoms on one side. The sunset glow dyed the plum blossoms golden, "This is a plum blossom in the morning, and it is still a plum blossom at night, no matter whether it is growing on a tree or not."
withered”
Mu Ling is a smart man and naturally understood what Mo Yan meant. No matter what happens to the queen, she is his queen, and he has the responsibility to treat the queen well.
"Really?" But that's it, Mu Ling feels that the queen now deserves everything because he has given the queen a lot, including the Lord of the Sixth Palace, silk and satin, gold and silver jewelry, and other concubines and queens.
, the queen still has things that other concubines don’t have
"Your Majesty, you'd better appreciate the plum blossoms. Mo Yan will take his leave first," Mo Yan said and prepared to leave.
When Mo Yan stood up, Mu Ling reached out and pulled Mo Yan into his arms.