After they walked away, Ling Ruofang straightened up. When he looked up and saw Mo Yu kneeling there, he sighed softly, feeling distressed and angry: "If she wants to say it, let her say it. Why should we have the same knowledge as her? Let yourself suffer this for nothing."
It's been a hard time. Let's see if you dare to be reckless again."
Mo Yu quickly shook his head and muttered: "I will never dare to cause trouble to the girl again."
Seeing her aggrieved and afraid-to-say-out look, Ling Ruo's heart softened. He knelt down and stroked her long braid and said, "It's not that I'm afraid of trouble, and it's not that I don't know that you are standing up for me, but you just want to show off your words."
Temporary eloquence does not help the matter itself, but it will be easily criticized by others.
Seize the topic and cause disaster. In this mansion, it is no different than outside. You must be cautious about everything you do, and you must not be greedy for temporary pleasure. Right now, I have no foundation in Baylor Mansion. The only person I can trust and rely on is you. If something happens to you,
What should I do?"
Mo Yu was greatly moved by these heartfelt words. He knew that the girl really regarded her as her own before she said these words. She solemnly said: "I have written it down. I swear that I will be careful in my words and deeds in the future."
"That's good." Ling Ruo felt relieved, and after a pause she asked worriedly: "Does it hurt to kneel down?" This path is paved with hexagonal stones, which are the most non-slip, but if people kneel down,
On top, the water chestnuts of the stones will pierce into the flesh, and some of the sharp ones can even pierce the clothes and cause bleeding. Fortunately, it is winter now, and I am wearing cotton clothes and trousers. It is not as painful as when I was wearing thin clothes, but it is still painful.
It's inevitable.
Mo Yu shook his head and said: "It doesn't hurt. This is not the first time for this slave to kneel. I have long been used to it. Miss, you are in good health. You must not be tired anymore. Go and sit in the pavilion quickly. I promise that I will kneel well and never do it again."
If you move, you won't stand up." Lest Ling Ruo didn't believe it, she raised her hand and swore again.
Seeing that she was still thinking about her body while being punished, looking at that serious face, a layer of water gradually appeared in Ling Ruo's eyes, her eyes were blurred, and she could not see clearly what was in front of her, but her heart had never been calm for a moment.
It was as clear and firm as it is now.
Since fate cannot be changed, the only thing she can do is to face it hard, not to be decadent, not to give up, to live strong, and to protect the people she wants to protect.
"Girl, why are you crying?" Mo Yu asked in confusion. On Ling Ruo's petite cheeks, a transparent liquid slipped down. Although the girl looked beautiful when she cried, she still liked the girl to be happy.
It looks best that way.
"I'm not crying, I just accidentally got blinded by the wind. It's okay." Ling Ruoxiao wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with a smile, and lovingly stroked her round face and said, "Be patient, an hour will pass quickly.
Yes, I will be here with you."
She didn't dare to let Mo Yu get up. If someone saw it and spread it to Li Fujin's ears, it would only make her think that Mo Yu was disobedient and make life more difficult in the future.
After finally surviving an hour, Ling Ruo helped Mo Yu and limped back to Lanyue Residence. When passing by the small courtyard, he happened to meet a few well-dressed princesses gathered together to chat, and saw their masters and servants looking embarrassed.
, naturally a burst of ridicule was inevitable.
Ling Ruo ignored their cynicism and went straight back to the room and closed the door to let her ears be quiet. After Mo Yu sat down, she said, "You have a good rest today. You don't have to wait on me. I will take care of myself."
Mo Yu smiled and shook his head and said: "Girl, don't worry about me, I don't feel any pain anymore, but you are just strong enough to support me and walk for so long, so you should have a good rest. Besides, I am used to being busy, and now you are suddenly
But if you ask me to sit down, I will feel uncomfortable all over."
This time Mo Yu was very stubborn and refused to listen no matter what Ling Ruo said. Ling Ruo had no choice but to follow her and just told her to be careful when walking around and not to show off.
Time is like still water, silent but never stopping. Ling Ruo stood in front of the four-sided window and stared quietly at the thick black night sky. In the depths of the night sky that is thousands of feet high, the bright moon hangs still and the stars shine.
shine.
"Bang!" A soft sound came from a distance, waking up Ling Ruo from his trance. Looking around, he saw a gorgeous firework blooming in the night sky, and this was just the beginning. After it, fireworks continued to rise.
The sky blooms, dissipates, and blooms again, rendering the night sky colorful and beautiful.
Mo Yu was also attracted by the fireworks and stood beside Ling Ruo in admiration. She reluctantly looked away until the fireworks were over.
"Do you know whose family is setting off fireworks?" Although fireworks are made of gunpowder like firecrackers, their production process is much more difficult than firecrackers. This also results in the price of fireworks being several times that of firecrackers, and ordinary people cannot afford to set them off.
, a family that can set off a large number of fireworks like just now is either rich or noble.
"Today is the big day for the Eighth Prince to marry his direct descendant Fujin. The fireworks just now must have been set off by Babeile Mansion. I heard that the Eighth Prince Fujin is...Xi'an General Mo...Mo..." Mo Yu thought to his heart's content.
She couldn't remember the name of that adult, so she was so angry that she hit her head. She had clearly remembered it just now, but why couldn't she remember it in the blink of an eye?
"But General Mo Balen of Xi'an?" Ling Ruo had heard Ling Zhu talk about this man before. He was brave and good at fighting and knew how to march and form formations. He was a rare general in this dynasty. Unfortunately, he was killed in the Battle of Junggar.
"Yes, yes!" Mo Yu nodded repeatedly, "That's the name, and it's a girl's brain. I heard that Bafujin is the only flesh and blood of General Mo Bayen. Not long after the general died in the battle, the general's wife died of illness.
, the emperor felt pity for the general's daughter who was helpless, so he took her in the palace and raised her, and it was not until this year that he married her to the eighth prince."
"This year is really lively. First, our family has married Fu Jin, and now the eighth elder brother has married Fujin." Mo Yu broke her fingers and said with a smile: "There are still seven days to celebrate the New Year, and then we will celebrate the new year again."
It's so lively, my father will kill the pig that he has raised for a year, and my mother will take out the new clothes that have been made for a long time..." The more she spoke, the softer she became, because she suddenly remembered that she was no longer at home.
Ling Ruo let out a long sigh, put her arms around Mo Yu's shoulders and comforted: "It's only three years. It will pass soon. After these three years, you can go back to reunite with your parents. During these three years, I will accompany you."
Let’s celebrate the New Year together.”
Mo Yu sniffed, wiped away the tears gathered in her eyes, and nodded vigorously, "Yes, I will celebrate the New Year with the girl."
It was night, and Ling Ruo lay in bed unable to fall asleep for a long time. Mo Yu would be able to go home and reunite with his relatives in three years, so where is his own end? Or is there never an end?
"Alas..." She has sighed more times since the draft than in the past fifteen years combined.
I put on my clothes and stood up, put on my shoes and went outside. Without the dazzling fireworks, the bright moon was still conspicuous in the night sky, shining quietly in the courtyard like water.
The night in December was extremely cold and quiet, and everything was silent. It was not like the cicadas chirping in the spring, summer and autumn. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew and the branches rustled. Ling Ruo tightened her clothes and slowly took in the moonlight.
Walking slowly along the winding paths, soft-soled embroidered shoes make a subtle sound on the ground.