Seeing a hint of sadness between her eyebrows, Beichen Yuanmin consoled her at the right time: "You told your mother about this a few days ago. Your mother has sent people to the Su family's old house to see if those magnolias are still there. If they are there,
, I will transplant them all to Prince Kang’s Mansion for you.”
Just because the emperor had worked hard for more than ten years to overturn the case for Su Daozhong, Mu Yun Sang all knew how important this Su Daozhong was in the emperor's heart. This also determined the status of Su Daozhong's only orphan, Su Wanxiu, in the emperor's heart.
Naturally, Su Wanxiu's treatment in Prince Kang's Mansion will not be bad.
With the emperor and me covering her back, Prince Kang's palace naturally cared for her and was kind to her until he died.
Naturally, Mu Yunsang felt that maybe she was narrow-minded, and maybe the people in Prince Kang's Mansion were sincerely interested in Su Wanxiu.
Just like the Chang He Wang in front of him, the tenderness and compassion in his eyes are unadulterated.
"Thank you, brother. If possible, if the purple magnolia plant in front of my eldest sister's boudoir has not died yet, please help me transplant it to Prince Kang's Mansion. I have been closest to my eldest sister since I was a child. She is gone. Look,
That Purple Magnolia, I might as well think about it."
Whether Su Wanxiu said this intentionally or unintentionally, Mu Yunsang didn't care at all, or maybe she was forcing herself not to care.
But she just has this ability. She can completely control her own thoughts. If she doesn't want to care about something, her face won't show the slightest care.
So when Su Wanxiu mentioned Su Jinxiu, she still smiled happily and looked normal, without showing any signs of being strange.
Beichen Mofeng, on the other hand, didn't know why subconsciously, when he heard Su Wanxiu mention Su Jinxiu, he actually looked at Mu Yunsang.
And when he saw Mu Yunsang's calm expression, the plug in his heart tightened, making him even more unhappy.
That night, she said to Beichen Mofeng, just keep your Su Jinxiu and grow old together. When she went back, she lost her temper and smashed the entire Jiaofang Palace into pieces. In just three to five days, she was
How can I recover so well, to the point where I can’t see any flaws?
Besides being heartbroken, Beichen Mofeng couldn't think of any reason.
So, she has given up on him?
This realization chilled his eyes.
She could feel his eyes, but her smile was even brighter. She raised her wine glass and said hello: "The past is gone with the wind, and the days will only get better and better in the future. Sister Wanxiu, I'd like to give you a drink.
You have endured all the hardships and finally lived a new life with a new identity."
What she said was vulgar, but her words were sincere.
In fact, she meant these words to Su Wanxiu, but she also meant them to Beichen Mofeng.
All the past events between them have disappeared with the wind. In the future, she will live a better and better life with a new identity and live a new life.
Su Wanxiu hurriedly held the cup, and Mu Yunsang raised the cup and drank it in one gulp. Then, she asked Haiyin to fill up another cup and raised it to Beichen Mofeng: "Your Highness, I would like to offer you a glass of wine.
, I, my concubine, say sorry for all the things that happened in the past, and you will treat those things as if they never happened and forget about them, I will do it first as a courtesy."
Another cup.
Beichen Mofeng, goodbye.
The combustion-supporting device was prepared yesterday and overnight, so the past events will be treated as if they never happened and will never be seen again.
He was startled, his brows falling deeply on her.
He didn't accept her toast, but when he saw her filling his third glass, his eyebrows tightened.
"No more drinking."
His voice was extremely cold.
The atmosphere that was originally a bit warm suddenly became as quiet as chilling. Countless pairs of eyes fell between the two people. One had a smile like a flower, and the other was as cold as frost. Those were two faces that were almost extreme. These two faces were all around.
With their eyes facing each other, a powerful aura was formed, and the people present did not dare to even breathe a sigh of relief.
"Haha, Your Majesty, are you afraid that I will hurt the prince in my belly? Your Majesty, just don't worry, I just use tea instead of wine, I never do anything to hurt myself."
She was telling him, don't even think about hurting me.
His big palms were slightly clenched at his sides, and the alienation that faced him was clearly written in his smiling eyes.
There was no him in her eyes.
"Everyone go down, Xuan Chengyou, take the leader, Wang and Princess Yizhu to the side hall to rest for a while."
Xuan Chengyou panicked and responded: "Yes."
His Highness was so rude, something Xuan Chengyou had never seen before after following Beichen Mofeng for so many years.
In Xuan Chengyou's impression, Beichen Mofeng was a very cold person, and he didn't have many emotions. Public and private were extremely clear, and love and hatred were always hidden deep in his heart.
But today, Beichen Mofeng actually knocked the guests down in the middle of the banquet.
After leaving with Prince Changhe and Princess Yizhu, Xuan Chengyou secretly looked back at the Bajiao Pavilion and shouted away all the servants. He didn't know what His Highness and the Empress were talking about at this moment.
"If you feel that my answer hurts you that night, I will tell you that you can replace anyone, except her."
He spoke first, but an inexplicable feeling of losing her finally made him soften his tone first.
He asked people to go down first because he didn't want them to see a dignified Crown Prince explaining to a woman.
However, if this counts as an explanation, then Mu Yunsang might as well explain it clearly.
"Your Highness may have misunderstood. I never wanted to replace anyone, including Su Jinxiu."
He was startled. He had already lowered his body to tell her that she was the most important person alive, but what did she mean by this?
"Muyun-sang, are you trying to push yourself further?"
She gave a slight pause and shook her head seriously: "It's not so much about trying to make an extravagant effort, but it's better to say that it's about retreating from difficulties and not getting what you want. I generally have two ways of doing it, one is to destroy it, and the other is to
forget."
His dark eyes almost engulfed her, but she still said slowly: "I won't destroy you, because I don't overestimate my abilities so much. I can't beat you, I'm not your opponent, and you're dead to me."
He also has to be buried with him. So I choose the second one."
There was an inexplicable throbbing pain in her heart. Did she mean that she wanted to "forget" him?
——Digression——
My writing hasn't been going well lately, so why not add more updates first? Anyway, I will add the gold medal update when I have time. I love you all, are you guys cool?