Chapter 132 I'm so cold

Mo Ziyao really didn't expect that she came because of this.

The silk hand slipped across his hand, pulled it gently, and suddenly smiled slowly. He came forward to help her and smiled, "Lan Shang Palace is willing to come, which is my honor."

She lowered her eyelids: "It's an honor to be as smart as a maiden."

Mo Ziyao smiled and said nothing.

Yunlan is also a smart person. Such a person knows what he wants. So Mo Ziyao will not worry about leaving her by her side.

Mo Ziyao also knew that Yunlan was testing herself at the beginning, but she was just determining whether she was qualified to be loyal to her. So now she has been confirmed for a long time.

So he turned around and sat down and said to her, "Let's sit in Lanshang Palace, too."

Yunlan didn't sit down, but followed her, stood respectfully beside Mo Ziyao, and said softly, "Mother, the maidservant is a slave after all, and you can't surpass your identity. Please also remember that no matter how special the relationship is, you should keep your distance.

After listening to these words, Mo Ziyao was completely reasrighted. It was very good that her mind was as clear as before. Now that she is the Lord, she is a servant, and no matter how close the relationship is, she can't cross this gap. There are too many people in the palace who want to make a big deal. They still have to be careful to sail for ten thousand years.

Yunlan walked to the coffee table, poured tea skillfully, handed it over and said, "My mother has been tired for half a day. Take a sip of tea to relieve fatigue."

Mo Ziyao took it, bowed her head and took a sip, and said with a smile, "I also want to thank Lanshang Palace. If it is not for the cultivation of Lanshang Palace, how can there be today?"

Yunlan's calm eyes finally slowly dyed with a smile, but it was a soft color, rippled, as calm as a lake. He said faintly, "I have never done anything for my mother. Today, I have obtained it because of my wisdom and my own efforts."

She didn't do anything and said it indifferently. However, it is all affirming Mo Ziyao's guess in her heart. A noble palace has to serve itself with a noble rank. Who will believe it if there is no purpose? But why does she have to spend time with herself? What is it for?

"She just gave herself a chance. And I caught it all, and it was just right. Maybe it will surprise her and herself, but the emperor will make me a concubine so soon, right? Mo Ziyao thought secretly in her heart.

After a while, Yunlan said in a low voice, "Wanqiu and Yuzhi are both maidservants carefully selected by slaves for the Empress. You can rest assured to use them."

Listen to this. This time, Mo Ziyao was really surprised. It turned out that Wanqiu was not from Ruan Ling's political faction. No wonder she is so clever. It turns out that they are all maidservant who have been passed by her Yunlan**.

Mo Ziyao smiled gently, took a sip of tea, gently put the teacup aside, held her hand up, and walked out.

It's late autumn. It rained a few days ago. The weather is really cold. The cold wind is blowing, and it's a little bitterly cold.

Yunlan walked beside Mo Ziyao for a long time before she said, "The mother's mind and courage are really admired by me."

Mo Ziyao didn't answer, just smiled. There is a saying: there is no doubt that you don't need it, and there is no doubt that you use it. Since she promised to stay, there will be no doubt. Then, including late autumn and Yuzhi, there will be no doubt. It's strange. To Yunlan, Mo Ziyao always feels a special feeling, really like Gu Moli...

Gu Moli's heart moved, remembering that day's farewell in the back mountain, and I don't know if he has left there now. I'm afraid there will be no chance to meet again, right? If you hadn't pushed me away again and again, maybe I wouldn't have gone to the palace now, and I would still be willing to follow you, right? Mo Ziyao's lost thought.

People are really a very strange animal. Once they decide anything, they will not hesitate to lose anything. Mo Ziyao always felt that she and Gu Moli were actually predestined. Since there was no result, she finally let go.

"Mother!" Wanqiu ran over and stuffed the heater in his hand to Mo Ziyao and said, "It's so cold outside. Mother, hold it quickly. Don't freeze." As she spoke, she looked at Yunlan beside her and smiled at the corners of her mouth.

Although the weather was not cold enough to hold the heater, Mo Ziyao still took the heater and nodded with a smile.

In the evening, I ate in Yuyao. I heard from the palace people that Ruan Lingzheng went to Ya Zhaoyi's Lingyi Palace. Mo Ziyao smiled faintly and never expected him to come to the Yuyao Palace.

I was thinking about it, but when I saw Xianghe rushing in, he shook his body uncontrollably and knelt down excitedly and said, "Madam, I saw the emperor coming this way."

A trace of surprise flashed in Mo Ziyao's eyes, but she immediately hid. After straightening his face, he stood up and was ready to scold him for not knowing the rules. The emperor may not have passed the Yuyao Palace when he came here. What's the style of shouting so loudly?

Was to speak, but the eunuch suddenly shouted loudly: "The emperor is here..."

Mo Ziyao smiled at the corners of her mouth this time, but she didn't expect him to really come. Could it be that she was finished?

"Go and greet." Mo Ziyao turned around and looked at Yunlan. She didn't look surprised. She just walked over slowly and followed her through the main hall with her.

Just past the main hall, I saw a touch of bright yellow clothes flashing into the front hall from afar. Mo Ziyao quickly greeted him and said to him, "I have seen the emperor, long live the emperor!"

"I see the emperor, long live the emperor!"

The bright yellow robe stopped at his feet, and he did not open his mouth to get up. Mo Ziyao and Yunlan had to bow their heads and knees to stand aside.

For a while, the huge living room was so quiet that it could be heard. Inexplicably, Mo Ziyao felt a faint anger on Ruan Lingzheng's body.

I can't help thinking, is it because he is unhappy to see that Yunlan is also here? If so, what should he say when he asks?

The corners of her eyes couldn't help glan beside her, and she stood there with her knees bent, without any discomfort. Is it possible that you are over-minded? Collect one more maidservant. Although the origin of this maidservant is a little extraordinary, it doesn't seem to make him unhappy.

Mo Ziyao guessed uneasly in her heart. With a sound, he only heard him say in a low voice, "Except for Yao Fei, everyone else goes out."

Yunlan quietly glanced at Mo Ziyao and lowered her head calmly and said, "I'm leaving."

As always, Grandpa Jin still doesn't know what's good or bad. He threw the dust on his hand and said in a sharp voice, "Your Majesty, I'd better stay to serve..."

"Go down." He said another sentence in a cold voice.

Grandpa Jin was so scared that he swallowed and said "yes" before he turned down.

There were only Mo Ziyao and him left in the living room, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

Mo Ziyao half bent her knees and waited for him to wake up.

He turned around and suddenly shouted, "Princess Yao."

"My concubine is here."

He looked at Mo Ziyao and took another step towards her.

Mo Ziyao was slightly stunned, and their toes were about to touch each other. From his slightly heavy breath, there was a faint smell of wine. Mo Ziyao frowned gently, raised her eyes and shouted, "Your Majesty..."

When Mo Ziyao's eyes touched his dark and deep eyes like splashing ink, she clearly saw a faint sadness from his eyes. Mo Ziyao was shocked. From the time she met him to now, whether it was Yuan Ling, who was gentle or Ruan Lingzheng, who was not angry and arrogant. There has never been such a look.

What's wrong with him? Inexplicably, Mo Ziyao suddenly wanted to walk into his heart to see why he was sad.

The corners of his eyes suddenly glanced at his hands hidden in his sleeves. At this moment, the slender hands are slowly clenching, faintly exposing the protruding blue veins. Faintly, you can also hear the sound of the joints. It's really hard. What's the matter that he can't let go like this.

At this moment, Mo Ziyao especially wanted to comfort him and not let him be sad. Gritting her teeth and exhaling gently, Mo Ziyao leaned against his chest, slowly brushed the dazzling dragon embroidery on his dragon robe, and summoned up her courage to say, "Your Majesty, there are still concubines."

He shook, sighed, and finally stretched out a hand and stroked Mo Ziyao's back.

Mo Ziyao listened to his leisurely sigh and only felt that her hand on her back gently slid to her waist and slowly tightened it. He glanced at his face, but he couldn't see his expression. He only saw their figures swaying in the candlelight.

Leave him to hold him, Mo Ziyao did not ask again, but quietly waited for him to speak out.

Sure enough, he gently let go of the hand around his waist and put his hands on her shoulders and whispered, "Now, I feel much better, Yaofei, thank you."

Mo Ziyao looked at the bright eyes that had recovered. Somehow, she was actually a little excited. Although he didn't say what was on his mind, he didn't know what made him sad. But he was sad. The first person he thought of was himself.

Although he sometimes makes people feel very indifferent and unattainable, like a mansion. Although he is the supreme ninety-five, he is also a man, an ordinary man who will be injured and sad. Mo Ziyao felt that she seemed to know more and more about him.

He suddenly coughed and said, "My hands are freezing."

It changed so quickly. All the looks just now converged, and in a blink of an eye, he became the superior king. If he hadn't faintly heard the faint smell of alcohol on his body, Mo Ziyao really thought that the situation just now was dreaming.

Mo Ziyao also had to suppress many questions in her heart and look at him unhappily.

Ruan Lingzheng stretched out his hand and looked at Mo Ziyao pitifully. She looked at him and was slightly embarrassed. It seemed that he had really tasted the sweetness. Hold his hand gently and hold it back in his arms. But he frowned: "I can't do it through my clothes."

Mo Ziyao only felt that her face was burning. She really didn't cover her mouth. She actually said it so casually.

"I'm so cold." Ruan Lingzheng repeated seriously.

Mo Ziyao sighed. I don't know whether his hands are really cold or his heart is cold. Shake your head and throw away these thoughts. He blushed and wanted to pull him through **, but he tilted his body and hung directly on his body. It's so heavy. Mo Ziyao shouted, "Your Majesty, can you..."

"I can't." He interrupted. Before Mo Ziyao finished speaking, he knew what she wanted to say. After a pause, he said, "My feet hurt, and I haven't let your back open."

Does your feet hurt? OK, why does my foot hurt again? Isn't it... kicking?

"It was hit by a broken flower pot that suddenly fell in the yard in front of your door." He added with kindness.

Mo Ziyao couldn't help staring at her eyes. Why was she hit by a flower pot? Looking down at his upper, there was really some dirt on it. I understand a little. No wonder he looked angry. It turned out that he was hit by a flower pot.

This man, who walks well on the road, can also be hit. Mo Ziyao couldn't help but smile softly: "Your Majesty, if you don't provoke it, how can you hurt your foot?"

Ruan Lingzheng stared fiercely and said angrily, "Who knows if it was the 'secret weapon' you deliberately put at the door to hurt me?"

Listen, Mo Ziyao almost fell off her chin and rolled her eyes and said, "Well, now all the mistakes are all my concubine's fault. Emperor, please don't be angry. My concubine rubs your feet, and you can forgive me.

"Let you, but just say who can't, you have to let me see your Yaofei's action."