"This matter is not urgent. Don't leave in a hurry. Let me think about it carefully. You have just come back. Can you move into the palace and let us father and son talk more?" Jimo Chunqiu showed his kindness.
The face of the Father.
Mo Wushuang asked *** Yue Ling for her opinion.
"Since the king is also sincere, Wushuang, you have always missed your parents, so let's stay for a few days." Hua Yueling hoped that Mo Wushuang would grant his wish. Although they are not close, they are a family after all.
"Then can I live in with Ling'er?" Mo Wushuang asked.
Jimo Chunqiu looked at Hua Yueling, then at her unobvious belly, and finally nodded and said: "Okay, I will make arrangements immediately."
"Your Majesty!" Yelu Yu'er shouted.
"Shut up!" Jimo Chunqiu roared at Yelu Yu'er, scaring her so much that she shivered, "Why don't you go back to your palace! I will settle this matter with you!"
Yelu Yu'er was so frightened that her lips turned white. She held back her tears and did not dare to cry. She ran out in a panic.
Mo Wushuang and Hua Yueling looked at each other again. Jimo Chunqiu said with a smile: "Then you can settle down in peace first. My father has many things to tell you. Zi Yan, go and make arrangements."
"Yes, Father." Jimo Ziyan was still panicking in his heart, but it was much better than he imagined.
Mo Wushuang and Hua Yueling also went out. Jimo Chunqiu sat on the dragon chair for a long time without getting up.
Soon, Hua Yueling and Mo Wushuang were arranged to live in the 'Enning Palace', which was not far from the emperor's palace. There were many maids and slaves, all available.
"Ziyan, sit down and let's talk." Hua Yueling said to Jimo Ziyan who was arranging the matter.
"Okay, Ling'er, what do you think my father will think? He must be very confused now." Jimo Ziyan said.
"Whether you are confused or not, don't worry. Wushuang has given up completely. At worst, we will go back to Dayue immediately. He can't do anything to us, right? Where is your strength? Your elder brother is frivolous, although his ambition is exposed.
', But your father obviously doesn't like him. The second brother is too honest, honest and careless, and he is not a king. Your fourth brother just had his arm broken by me. I'm afraid he won't get better a year ago. As long as your father
If the king makes any move, you know what to do, right?" Hua Yue Ling narrowed her eyes and reminded Jimo Ziyan. In Hua Yue Ling's eyes, it would be absolutely beneficial to Dayue if Jimo Ziyan became the king of Dameng.
Jimo Ziyan was startled, looked into Hua Yueling's serious eyes, and finally nodded.
"Haha, since we are living in the palace, go and fetch Qing'er. I want to talk to her. By the way, bring Wushuang's package as well." Hua Yueling laughed.
"Okay, Qing'er misses you all day long, more than my husband, hey." Jimo Ziyan shook his head jealously.
"Haha, that's because she's afraid that I'll leave and she won't be able to let me go." Hua Yueling actually couldn't let her go either.
"Then Ling'er will stay for a few more days and let Qing'er see more. I will send her in to accompany you every day." Jimo Ziyan glanced at Mo Wushuang who came out of the inner room, stood up, cupped his fists and said:
"Wushuang, thank you."
"You don't need to thank me, just thank Ling'er if you want." Mo Wushuang smiled lightly, "You guys chat, I'll go see the plum blossoms, they're so beautiful." Mo Wushuang walked out, knowing that there was a gap between him and them after all.
Already.
Jimo Ziyan watched him go out and whispered: "Ling'er, the third prince is so pitiful."
"Zi Yan, please give him more advice." Hua Yueling's eyes immediately became wet, and her heart suddenly ached. She didn't dare think about Nangong Lieye because it would make her suffocate in pain.
"Hey, is there no way to solve it? I think it's better for me to talk to Wushuang?" Jimo Ziyan thought for a moment and said.
"Don't! His mood has just stabilized. Don't irritate him anymore. This matter can't be rushed. I believe he will understand one day." Being together for two people who don't love each other is not happiness, but torture.
"Well, I'll go back first and bring Qing'er to accompany you." Jimo Ziyan nodded.
"Well, go quickly." After Hua Yueling said this, she pulled him and lowered his head and said, "Tell him that I miss him too."
Jimo Ziyan felt sour, nodded and left.
When he walked outside the door, he saw Mo Wushuang standing upright on the snowy ground of the plum blossom tree, his head slightly raised as he looked at the branches full of pink plum blossoms, his black hair flying, and his bare hands slightly raised, as if to catch the fallen ones.
The petals are unparalleled in beauty and unparalleled in the world. It is a picture of a beautiful man admiring flowers.
Mo Wushuang turned his head when he heard the voice and said in surprise: "Leaving so soon?"
Jimo Ziyan smiled slightly, walked to him and said, "Ling'er said she was bored and asked me to bring Qing'er to accompany her."
Mo Wushuang was stunned. Did Ling'er feel bored even if he had him?
Mo Wushuang nodded and said, "I'm also bothering Qing'er with my parcel. By the way, how about Yun'er's injury?" Mo Wushuang felt a little guilty, although he and Hua Yueling never talked about it.
Jimo Ziyan was stunned and said: "Yun'er is fine. I've also told them about you and Ling'er. You don't have to worry."
Mo Wushuang nodded and said, "I didn't kill Hua Qingcheng." Mo Wushuang looked at Jimo Ziyan and said seriously, "Jiang Xiaohu brought that bracelet to me, but when he went there, Hua Qingcheng was already dead.
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Jimo Ziyan was stunned, not knowing what Mo Wushuang said. They were all 100% convinced that Mo Wushuang was the murderer, but judging from his appearance, there was no need to come back to vindicate him now. It was better to let Qing'er take care of himself.
Come and ask.
"Well, I'm leaving then." Jimo Ziyan said and left. It was always a little hard to accept the fact that Mo Wushuang was his brother.
Mo Wushuang watched him leave, then turned to look at Hua Yueling, who was standing at the door and smiling at him, and immediately showed a gentle smile.
"Wushuang, come in, it's cold outside." Hua Yueling waved.
"It's beautiful here, why don't Ling'er come out and have a look?" Mo Wushuang didn't want to go in yet, he liked the cold feeling outside.
"Well, it's so beautiful, but I don't know when the snow will melt. I heard from Zi Yan that it takes two or three months for snow to fall in the north." Hua Yueling was a little depressed.
"Then let's stay longer. Anyway, Da Yue has nothing urgent to do. You're not still thinking about the 'Scorpion', are you?" Mo Wushuang looked at her and asked.
"Haha, that's not the case. I believe that the Fourth Prince and Master Liao are capable of eradicating the last force. Besides, Xiaolong has arrived in Blue Moon Country long ago and should have made some achievements. I'm not worried when I arrive, but it's not my own country after all.
"It's inconvenient to stay here. I also want to go back and see my father, Yun Niang, Yu Jin and the others." Hua Yueling sighed, feeling deeply lovesick.
Mo Wushuang looked up at the sky and saw snowflakes starting to fall again. He couldn't help but frown and said, "It seems that what Zi Yan said is true. I'm afraid the snow won't stop soon. It's snowing heavily all the way back and the carriage is not safe."
Besides, you are pregnant with a child, so you shouldn't work too hard."
"It seems we can only wait. Well, with Qing'er here, we won't be bored and can spend more time with her." Hua Yueling could only think broadly, but she didn't know when Nangong Lieye would go back.
, he should be the one suffering the most here. Thinking of his worried eyes, Hua Yueling felt a pain in her heart.
Step out from under the edge of the house, let yourself feel the coldness of the snowflakes, and reduce the burning pain in your heart.
"Ling'er, don't catch a cold, go in." Mo Wushuang quickly put her in his arms and took her into the house.
The two of them sat in front of the stove, feeling speechless for a moment. Mo Wushuang felt a little desolate in his heart. Why did the two of them have endless things to say together at the beginning, but now they don't know what to say?
"Ling'er, I want to hold a wedding for you to officially become my wife." Mo Wushuang suddenly realized this, "With such a big belly, I should give him an explanation when I come out."
"Wu Shuang." Hua Yue Ling's eyes were a little red, and her heart ached like a knife.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to?" Mo Wushuang looked at her eyes filled with mist, and his heart began to hurt.
Hua Yueling pursed her lips and shook her head: "No, you can figure it out." What more can she say? No matter what, he will not give up on herself and will not let herself return to Nangong Lieye, right?
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"Then why are you crying?" Mo Wushuang's breath went down. He knew she was thinking about that bastard, because he was the child's father!
"No, no, don't think nonsense, I just miss home." Hua Yueling reached out and held his big hand.
"Then let's go back. No matter how heavy the snow is, we can always go back. At most, the journey will take a little longer." Mo Wushuang's eyes shone sharply.
"It's okay, just wait. I'm not in a hurry. It's just that it makes me uncomfortable sometimes. Wushuang, what do you mean when you say your father wants us to live together, just for father and son to get together?" Hua Yueling changed the subject.
"These are not important to me, Ling'er, I only want you, do you understand?" Mo Wushuang was a little upset and angry for some reason.
"I know, so I'm by your side, right? Wushuang, don't think too much. Didn't you say you want to get married? Then should we make preparations?" Hua Yueling wanted to make him happy.
"Forget it, I think you are not willing." Mo Wushuang took out her hand.
"Wushuang!" Hua Yueling said angrily.
"Ling'er, you have changed. You are no longer the Ling'er you were before." Mo Wushuang missed the warm time when the two of them were together. At that time, they could see the love in each other's eyes, but now what he saw
There was only a faint smile, a smile that looked happy but was hollow.
"People will always change, and they are always changing, right? You are changing too." Hua Yueling was stunned and then laughed.
"I haven't changed, at least my feelings for you have never changed." Mo Wushuang looked at her restlessly.
"Wushuang, I am indeed sorry for you, but at this stage, what do you want me to do? I have done everything I can, haven't I?" Hua Yueling is also in pain. She has never been a mother-in-law, just for the sake of conscience
She herself suffered a lot, why did she do it?
Mo Wushuang fell silent looking at her painful little face, and Hua Yueling fell silent.
"I'm going for a walk." Mo Wushuang stood up suddenly. He felt so depressed.
"Wushuang, where are you going? I'm bored alone, don't leave." Hua Yueling quickly grabbed him.
Seeing her being so nervous, Mo Wushuang felt even worse. Was she leaving him because she was afraid of being lonely, or was she leaving him because she was afraid that he would go out to kill people again?
"I'm going to prepare things for the wedding." Mo Wushuang said lightly, took Hua Yueling's hand and left.
Hua Yueling sat down in frustration, looking at the snowflakes flying in the sky outside the gate, rubbing her hair irritably with her hands, knowing that if she continued like this, she would go crazy.
Why did things turn out like this? Is it my fault, his fault, or simply God’s fault!
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her stomach. Hua Yueling said "Ah", startling herself, and quickly touched her stomach with both hands. The airflow surrounding the child was moving irregularly, which made her scared.
He got up and shouted quickly: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"