After lying on the bed and sleeping for a while, Mo Yan's eyes opened again. She got up and sat in the courtyard, drinking tea and occasionally looking at the sky. It was impossible to know what she was thinking.
"Are you really not going to do anything?" Lan Ming sat next to Mo Yan
This palace is specially dedicated to Mo Yan. It is very quiet. Few maids, eunuchs and guards dare to disturb the tranquility at this moment.
"Wouldn't it be nice to just let everything go naturally?" If she is destined to stay in this world, then there is no point in her struggling to go back to modern times. If God wants her to go back, she will definitely go back.
Mo Yan had no thoughts and just let everything go naturally. If she was destined to be with someone, then it would be with her. It was just that she was tired and didn't want to think about it anymore.
"It's a very simple answer." Lan Ming saw that the tea cup in Mo Yan's hand was empty, so he poured a cup for Mo Yan himself, "As long as you are happy."
"Stop talking about me all the time," Mo Yan shrugged, "It's just that this period of time seems to be not easy for you either."
The ministers in the court are all asking Lan Ming to choose a concubine, but Lan Ming is very similar to him, and they want to be together for the rest of their lives, but Mo Yan doesn't think Lan Ming can do it. As an emperor, it is impossible for him to want to be together for the rest of his life.
It's just delusion
"The harem is destined for you when you are born." For an emperor to maintain the stability and prosperity of the country, the harem is destined not to belong to just one person, Mo Yan chuckled.
"Can…"
"No need to say anything, even if you have someone you love in the future, your harem cannot be just one person," Mo Yan smiled, holding two teacups on the table, and looked at the teacups on the tea tray, "Currently
The situation is just like these two teacups and the teacups on the plate. We are using these two teacups, but after all, there will be a third person using the third teacup, and the fourth..."
Lan Ming smiled helplessly. He was originally the one who came to talk to Mo Yan, but now it was Mo Yan trying to persuade him.
"Why is it impossible?" Lan Ming sighed, "Is it just because of the helplessness of an emperor?"
"Wrong," Mo Yan said firmly, looking at Lan Ming her eyes were unusually firm, "and it's the helplessness of a powerful person. Even a high-ranking official will have countless people who want to send their daughter to the mansion."
"Let me tell you," Lan Ming pointed at Mo Yan. At this moment, he really wanted to blow Mo Yan's head away. Why did he say this properly, "Does an emperor not even have the power to make his own choices?"
"No, but one day you will get tired of a woman, and as an emperor, you can have whatever you want, so one day you have a confidante, and then your confidant becomes a concubine," Mo Yan shrugged. In fact, she was just
Even though he didn't do anything, does Lan Ming need such a big reaction?
"Forget it, let's not talk about you and Mu Feng," Lan Ming smiled bitterly, feeling like he shot himself in the foot. Mo Yan said so much before he even said anything.
"Just reminding you, someone is waiting for you," Mo Yan shrugged. The prime minister came to see her two days ago. He knew her identity but didn't reveal it and wanted her to come to Lan Ming. I guess the prime minister mistakenly asked her.
I thought she and Lan Ming were really having an affair.
What does it mean that the emperor does not belong to her alone? Mo Yan never thought that Lan Ming was hers, but regarded Lan Ming as his brother.
"It turns out that you are annoyed by others," Lan Ming knew that the ministers had no way to deal with him, so they approached Mo Yan. But Mo Yan would not interfere in these matters under normal circumstances. He would only do so if he was extremely annoyed.
May use lip service
"Yeah," Mo Yan stroked the hair on his forehead and chuckled, "Going out for a walk at night?"
"Okay," Lan Ming picked up the tea cup and drank tea. At this moment, Lan Ming seemed to have forgotten that there was Mu Feng in the city.
While drinking tea, Mo Yan didn't know how many cups of tea this was. His eyes flashed, everything was about to come to an end.