It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she knows she doesn't deserve it. Since it's impossible, it's better not to touch it or dream about it, so that she won't be disappointed.
At this time, Lengfeng had brought what Mo Zihan had ordered. After helping Yun Sang disguise herself, he gave her some money and watched her leave. As for Ling Yue, Mo Zihan could see that she had nowhere to go, so she gave her
Give her money and let her find a house to settle down first. She will make her own arrangements in the future.
Ling Yue also had a good impression of Mo Zihan, so she listened to what Mo Zihan said.
Mo Zihan, who had put on men's clothes and was about to go out, was a little surprised when she saw that the person coming was Ao Deng.
Ever since she blamed Luo Zhiguo for her scratch last time, Aoden had taken good care of her. Along the way, the two had long been friends. Even the original plan to poison the old emperor failed because of Aoden.
To save face, she changed her strategy.
When they first arrived in Baiyan City, Aoden came to accompany her to visit the capital every day. They often spent the whole day shopping. However, on the third day, they clearly agreed to go to the countryside together. She waited for him for most of the day, but only waited for the servant to come and bring him.
He said that His Highness the Crown Prince was busy and could not leave. After that, he never appeared in the post house again.
Later, she thought about it and felt that it was right. After all, Aoden was the prince of North Vietnam, and she was going to marry her father as a concubine. It was really not good for the two of them to be together all day long.
There were still three days before the wedding. I originally thought that I would not see him again until the wedding day, but I didn't expect that he would come again today.
It's just that after not seeing him for a few days, he looked a lot more haggard. His originally thin figure now looked even thinner.
"Are you...sick?"
Hearing Mo Zihan ask this, Aoden was stunned for a moment, and then said a little unnaturally: "Yes. I have been feeling unwell these past few days. I'm really sorry that I couldn't come to accompany you."
"What are you talking about! Since we are friends, let's keep it to ourselves." Mo Zihan smiled and said, "Now is it great?"
"Much better. How about you? How have you been these days? Is there anything you need my help with?"
"Under your arrangement, I'm living a good life. They won't stop me if I want to go out on weekdays, they will just protect me from behind. Thank you for such thoughtful arrangements."
"You said we are friends, why do friends need to say thank you?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing else.
The early summer in North Vietnam is as warm as spring, with hundreds of flowers in full bloom. The wind is warm, the clouds are moving, and the birds are dancing in the blue sky. The flowers are bright and colorful, and the green leaves are fluttering in the wind. The sun shines on the buildings on both sides of the street, casting scattered shadows.
Baiyan City is as lively and prosperous as ever. There are crowds of people on the streets, horse-drawn carriages, hawkers hawking along the streets, a dazzling array of shops, chic and casual taverns, loud casinos, and brothels with singing and dancing.
There is only one place...
On the most prosperous Flower Street, there is a ruin that is very incompatible with the vermilion attic and rouge powder. This was once the most prosperous brothel in the capital - Fengyun Tower.
Arriving here, Aoden's feet seemed to be nailed, looking at the ruins ahead.
"It's a pity that a good brothel was burned down like this."