Chapter 3 Decision

"Dad..." Mo Ning heard his voice and bit his lower lip, and his tears were like broken beads. She doesn't want to say that she lost the bet, and now people's hearts are completely lost. Because she blames herself for all this, and she can't blame others.

Shouldn't she rush into the palace instead of her sister? She really thought that the emperor was affectionate.

Mo Yan looked at his daughter kneeling on the ground and was also distressed. He knew in his heart what his own daughter was like, and the deep palace could not circle her. But he didn't listen to the advice at the beginning. Now he's not doing well and his mouth is still stubborn. He is not angry.

"If you have something to say, you kneel here and cry. Do you think I'm not dead yet?" Mo Yan pounded the bedside with his big hand and coughed angrily.

Mo Ning got up in panic and patted him on the back, but was pushed away by him.

She fell to the ground with a bang and didn't hurt much. However, Mo Yan's eyes were anxious and spit out a mouthful of blood, and a little blood splashed on her white robe, like a red petal.

"Dad!" Mo Ning exclaimed, quickly got up and rushed to the bedside, holding Mo Yan's shoulder, and his pitiful eyes were full of tears.

"Come on, come on!" Mo Ning cried and shouted. Nuan Yu, who was standing outside the door, and the old housekeeper quickly ran in when they heard the sound. Seeing Mo Yan's face of pain, the old housekeeper first reacted, "Please ask the doctor!"

After a period of busyness, the doctor straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dadman, how is my father's condition?" Mo Ning had undry tears on his face and eagerly asked the doctor who had just finished diagnosing his pulse.

"To the Empress, the prime minister is depressed and anxious for many days. I can prescribe some calming medicine to stabilize the condition, but I still need a heart medicine..."

After listening to it, Mo Ning was in a trance for a moment. It was all because of me that I made my father like this. She thought, and her nose couldn't help but feel sour.

"Nuan Yu, follow the doctor to grab the medicine, and then go to the kitchen to fry a pair."

"Yes"

Mo Ning sat by the bed and blamed herself. Now she doesn't blame anyone like this. She only complains that she is too stupid. For a Zhong Xuanyu, she doesn't care about her father's safety.

When she was a child, her father carefully persuaded her to stay away from Zhong Xuanyu, but she had already secretly told him that she never listened, which would lead to all this.

She thought. The face became pale and haggard, Zhong Xuanyu, Zhong Xuanyu...

Looking at the young lady's lost appearance, the old housekeeper couldn't help sighing, came forward and patted her on the shoulder as if comforting her, showing a loving smile, "Miss, don't worry too much. The master's temper is like this. Since you entered the palace for half a year, the master hasn't slept soundly for a day, and the young lady is gone. He worries about you day and night. He knows that you follow his personality, and he is afraid that you will be wronged and embarrassed to come back to complain. When you come back now, he must be anxious and angry that you are not doing well.

As the old housekeeper said, he couldn't help crying and quickly wiped it away.

Mo Ning looked at the person who looked at ** gently, even in his sleep with a sad face. Is he worried about himself?

She grabbed her father's hand and quickly bit her lower lip with a sore nose. It's all her fault. As long as her father is fine, what does it matter if she doesn't forgive her?

It was another night like that. The nameless stood behind Mo Ning and put on a cloak for her.

Mo Ning didn't want to talk. What happened all day had already made her physically and mentally exhausted. She just looked at the moon quietly and ignored the people standing quietly behind her.

The nameless looked at the thin back and hesitated for a long time before saying awkwardly, "Your Lady, I have been nameless and have no mother since I was a child. I lost my father at the age of seven. Now I can't even remember what they look like, but no matter what, I have to live a good life so that they can rest in peace." His voice was calm, like the gurgling sound of a clear spring, but no one knew that at this time, there was already a fire in his heart, and the flame was incomparable.

"Nameless, my father is still alive." Mo Ning thought he was stupid and smiled bitterly, but he was not angry. Instead, he coughed a few times without name and embarrassment, "I'm sorry"

"It doesn't matter." She answered her softly, and she was not as lonely as before. She gently picked up the broken hair hanging down her ears with her hand, and she could see it without a name. I just feel that my cold heart is a little loose, and inexplicably, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger...

When he arrived, Mo Ning heard a slight cough in the room and quickly turned around and trotted into the house, regardless of the cloak falling to the ground. He picked it up gently and grabbed it in the palm of his hand. It seemed that she could feel her weak temperature.

She poured a glass of water and handed it over, and the man reached out to take it. She looked at him in surprise and felt a little relieved.

Although it was very close, it was so difficult to open his mouth. Mo Ning's lips were a little white, so he hesitated to say, "Dad, you're right. Since ancient times, emperors have been affectionate. But I don't know if I regret it. It was my biggest mistake in my life that I didn't listen to you at the beginning, but I chose, and I had no right to regret it.

Mo Ning said, and suddenly took Mo Yan's hand. Tears appeared in his eyes, and the pain in his heart was nothing. "Dad, you have to be good, your daughter dares to live!"

Mo Yan looked at Mo Ning's thin face and didn't say anything. He couldn't help but shed a drop of tears.

The next day, Mo Jing returned to the house. After hearing the news that his sister returned home, his face suddenly bloomed with joy.

"Sister!"

A figure rushed into the courtyard. Before Mo Ning could see the person coming clearly, he suddenly picked him up and began to turn around. "Sister, you're back. Jing'er misses you so much!"

Mo Ning was a little dizzy and felt very kind. His helpless look was mixed with a gentle smile, "Jing'er, let me down"

She looked at her brother, whom she hadn't seen for half a year, the boy who laughed and fought with her all day. When she saw her again, her eyes turned red.

"Sister, you have lost weight. Is the emperor not good to you?" Mo Jing frowned and heard a lot about his sister on the way home. He didn't believe it, but when he saw his sister's appearance again, his heart suddenly became hot. "The one who promised me at the beginning will treat you for a lifetime, only half a year. How can the emperor not believe what he said? Sister, I'll go find him!" Mo Jing said that he was about to leave with his sword, and Mo Ning hurriedly grabbed him.

"Don't go, what's the point? I admit it. I'm sure I won't delay your future. Mo Ning was afraid that he would do something impulsive, so he pulled his arm.

"What's the future? I don't fight for anything. I'll be slaughtered by others. What kind of future do people and ghosts do you want?"

When Mo Ning heard Mo Jing say this, she felt a hole in her heart. Her eyes were lax and she began to cry.

"Sister, don't cry. I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about myself!" Mo Jing looked at her sister's sad expression sadly. Zhong Xuanyu has been scolded thousands of times in his heart.

"Stupid brother, I know you're not talking about me." But I did live like this. Mo Ning's eyes drooped and he didn't let his brother go to Zhong Xuanyu. Mo Jing was also very sensible. At that time, his impulse was also scattered by her tears, and he honestly did not make trouble.

Nuanyu made lunch, and two people sat around a table.

"Jinger, where are you going this time?" Mo Ning and Mo Jing had no intention of chatting while eating.

"Go to Shushan, the master is closed to practice. There are a lot of things to do." Mo Jing ate the dishes that Mo Ning picked up for him and watched Mo Ning carefully pick the fish bones in the fish for him.

"Haha, sister, you're not here. I haven't eaten fish for half a year." Mo Jing was in a good mood and smiled gently.

Mo Ning glanced at him, "Let's see when you want to grow up!"

"Find a daughter-in-law to take care of me at that time. Anyway, my second son, Yushu Linfeng, is good at literature and martial arts!"

Mo Ning rolled his eyes and pooh, "Why are you so shameless?"

Mo Jing pouted aggrievedly and turned her back and forth with a smile. She and Mo Jing fought all the way. When she arrived at Mo Yan's house, Nuan Yu was gently cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks with a maid.

"Dad..." Mo Jing roared loudly, and was hurriedly covered his mouth by Nuan Yu, and his eyes were blamed. Sir, the prime minister just took the medicine and went to bed.

"Warm jade, I dare to touch my mouth!" Mo Jing deliberately stared at her and wiped away the water stains from the corners of his mouth in disgust.

"Sir, Nuanyu is afraid that you will quarrel with your husband. You think I want to touch you, and my saliva is stained. It's disgusting." She pretended to be disgusted and rubbed her hands on her clothes in the same way.

"Then the fishy smell on your hands is even more disgusting." He retorted weakly.

"I didn't wash my hands in the toilet just now!"

Mo Jing listened to what she said, her face changed color in an instant, and her handsome eyes looked at her carefully, "You are not a woman, you are so shameless."

"To deal with the young master, it's just to admit defeat!"

Mo Ning couldn't help laughing.

"Sister, you don't care about your girl." When Mo Jing heard Mo Ning's laughter, he thought that he now had a sister who could support him. He showed an aggrieved face and pointed to Nuan Yu softly.

"Why don't you take care of it for me and hand it over as your daughter-in-law."

"Miss!"

"Sister!"

Both of them looked at each other, and their faces turned red.

Mo Ning has been staying in Mo Yan's room for the past few days. He had to do it himself to feed medicine and food. At first, Mo Yan's attitude towards her was still very cold and hard. Later, he couldn't bear to be fierce to her again for a few days, and finally softened down.

Mo Yan lay in ** and looked at Mo Ning, who was busy, and half sat up. "Ning Er, help me out for a walk."

Mo Ning heard the sound, shook his hand to clean up the medicine bowl, turned his head and quickly agreed, "Yes."

She helped Mo Yan get up and go out. She lay on the collapse for many days, and her legs were a little soft. "Where's Jing'er?"

"I went to his master's place and left the day before yesterday. He said that he would not come back for a while."

"Oh."

Mo Ning held Mo Yan to sit in the pavilion, and he stood aside. Mo Yan patted the stone stool beside him and motioned to her, "Sit here." She sat down obediently. Mo Yan took her hand, and finally a kind smile appeared on her face.

"Do you still remember that you and Jing'er are taller in this yard, pulling me, your mother and your sister, and the tree is marked?" Mo Yan said, as if satisfied. She looked at the smile and made her feel as if she had returned to the past.

Zhong Xuanyu taught her to blow the flute, but he was unwilling and insisted on climbing to the tree faster than anyone else.

Mo Ning was stunned. He came to his senses when he heard Mo Yan coughing gently, "Dad..."

"I have spoiled you too much since I was a child, and everything depends on you. Otherwise, I won't let you suffer that kind of pain in the palace. I didn't get it until I got sick these two days. No matter how long the glory, wealth is, it is not as safe and happy as the family.

Hearing what he said, Mo Ning felt more apologizing. Now, she can't even fulfill her father's little wish. She is really unfilial. She knelt down with tears in her eyes and fell on his lap.

He stroked her long ink-like hair lovingly and muttered softly, "Just come back, just come back. My Ning'er is only 18 years old and is going to be lonely in the palace. Although the surface of the palace looks bright and beautiful, no one knows how many white bones there are in the corner of the deep palace..." Mo Yan said, His always cold eyes turned red.

"Ning'er, if your father plans, you can leave the deep palace, okay?"