Chapter 11 Flowers bloom

"How are you doing?" Mo Qing smiled gently and reached out to touch her soft hair. Her eyes were full of bitterness. Looking at Mo Ning in front of her, how could she be stubborn in the past? After all, she changed for him.

Mo Ning kept nodding his head, holding Mo Qing's hand tightly, squeezed his lips, and said nothing.

"Are you lying again?" Mo Qing's voice was raised a little, and she coughed again because of a moment of anxiety.

Mo Ning patted her back sadly and watched her sister's body gradually improve, which was also a kind of comfort for her.

"Ning'er, if that's the case, I wouldn't have asked you to enter the palace for me. I'd rather suffer the cold of the palace." As she adjusted her breath, she spoke softly, and her hand slowly clenched.

"Sister, do you know all about it?" She looked a little surprised and didn't know how she knew.

"It's Hua Fang. He has been inspiring about your news for me, so I know all about it." Her voice was bitter, and she looked at her sister, as if she had no carefree as before, which made her feel a little sad.

"Sister, how are you doing?" Mo Ning didn't want to say this anymore, so he changed the topic.

"Ning Er, do you regret it?"

Mo Qing's voice is ethereal, like a newborn kull, so that people dare not deceive.

Mo Ning shook his head and looked at her calmly. "Sister, I have never regretted, never regretted..." She was already speechless, her nose was sore, and her eyes were full of tears.

The two sisters hugged each other. It was not until Mo Qing asked her that she knew that she had never regretted from beginning to end.

"However, you blame him without believing, blame him for never believing you, and blame him for everything you blame, right?" Mo Qing's words came to her heart. The two sisters have nothing to hide since they were young. They know each other better than themselves.

"Sister, your illness will get better." Mo Ning's tears came out of her eyes. She didn't want to mention him again. He used to be the new emperor. He had done everything he deserved and allowed her to be spoiled for the rest of his life. Because of a word Zeng, today the two can only look at each other from a distance from a woman.

"Ning Er, you have to believe him..." A breeze brushed, and Mo Qing's words were not finished, and then she coughed again.

"Sister, it's windy. Let's go back to the house first."

"It's good."

Mo Ning took Mo Qing's arm and walked slowly. He faintly returned to his childhood. The two sisters held hands. What was gone was the real smile that day.

Next to the lake, Hua Fang suddenly pulled out his sharp sword and pressed it against the nameless throat. His long and narrow eyes once again revealed his murderous spirit, "Who the hell are you?"

The nameless two fingers held the blade between the blade and slowly moved away, and there was no fear in his eyes. "I'm Mo Ning's close slave."

"Eunuch?"

Nod without a name and raised his eyebrows gently.

"I don't look like it!" When Hua Fang's words came to his mouth, the sword pointed to the nameless black belt and stroked it gently. The speed was a little hard to see clearly.

The nameless and conscious kindness retreated, which made him empty, otherwise his trousers would fall off...

"I'm Hua Fang. Why do you have to hide it from me? I can see it clearly. How can a small close slave be so calm in his eyes?"

"Isn't I allowed to be special?" He asked namelessly and patted the stains on his clothes. Hua Fang looked in his eyes, and the smile in his eyes was deeper.

"A sheror, I don't have to look like that. I'm a man's body, but also a man's heart!" Every word said without a name is sonorous. He turned around and left, took two steps and stopped, "Please respect!"

"I don't care who you are, but remember not to hurt Mo Ning. Qinger's sister is my sister, otherwise I will never forgive you!" Hua Fang's words were slightly provocative. He decided that the nameless was by no means an ordinary person!

He couldn't help but feel ridiculous in his heart. How could he be willing to hurt Mo Ning? He also promised her to fulfill her wish. He thought she tacitly agreed.

When Mo Ning opened his eyes again, it was already Youshi. Hua Fang was feeding Mo Qing to drink soup. His eyes were spoiled and his movements were intimate. Mo Ning was envied. When will she live such a simple life with Zhong Xuanyu?

She smiled bitterly and dreamed again in the daytime.

Mo Ning walked out slowly without saying a sound, looking at the nameless who brought the horse over, holding a handful of hay in his hand, frowning and thinking about something. She was in a good mood. She brought her sister's piano and played it slowly.

"The flowers are in full bloom, the beauty smiles, the words are gentle and enchanting, and the country is picturesque. It's not as good as a smile. The sky is long. When will you hold hands and white heads together..."

Mo Ning's voice is perfectly combined with the sound of the piano. It ripples. It sounds like the sound of nature in the nameless ears. What she sings is not just a song "Blossoming Flowers", but the bitterness in her heart. The pain in her heart, his eyebrows frowned deeper. Looking at her slowly sinking eyes, she found that she did not know what to do. How to comfort.

Hua Fang helped Mo Qing come out, put her on a bamboo chair, and held up a guzheng. He pulled out a Xiao from his waist with his backhand. The sound became stronger and became more and more beautiful. Mo Ning smiled gently, stopped his voice, and the ethereal voice sounded again.

"Flowers are in full bloom, beauty smiles, one song, one song, dancing, the country is picturesque, you are willing to give up the world, the sky is long, holding hands together..."

Mo Ning smiled. The two seemed to be talking in a voice. He was confused. He could only look at Mo Ning and keep looking.

Unexpectedly, the heart of the queen is still the same, and the emperor is still the same as before.

It was night. The cold moonlight sprinkled in this fairyland-like place. She put a cloak on her namelessly and stood behind her and listened to the sound of the gurgling water not far away. For the first time, such a quiet and beautiful place without decoration, without the strong color in the palace. In contrast, it is more suitable for her.

"Nameless, can I still believe his words?"

The nameless shivered and didn't know how to reply. He just stood quietly behind her and said nothing.

At the same time, in the palace.

Zhong Xuanyu sat down, and Nuan Yu stood aside with his head down, but his little hand trembled slightly.

"Isn't she going to come back?"

His voice came out, and Nuanyu couldn't help beating a thrill, and his body knelt on the ground uncontrollably. "Go back, go back to the emperor, slave..."

Zhong Xuanyu looked majestic and no longer asked. He motioned to warm the jade and slowly picked up the teacup beside him. The warm jade quickly got up to serve tea. Miss, how can you call the emperor and stay up all night and wait for you for the second time?

The shadow outside the window left softly, turned over and jumped onto the roof.

In Ye Ning Pavilion, Ning Ye looked at Ye Lun kneeling in front of him with a sneer. He picked up the teacup and smashed it fiercely because he said something wrong.

Ye Lun did not dodge, and there was no trace of pain in his eyes. "Ye Er, do you need me to find her and make her?"

"What do you know?" Ning Ye's eyes were cunning, and he smiled like a ghost. "Don't act rashly. I have my own arrangements."

"However, she will threaten your status at any time."

Ning Ye got up, and his slender fingers gently stroked his face. He couldn't see his face clearly and slowly came to his ear. "Father is coming back soon, and she can only be arrogant for a few more days. I understand Ye Lun's intention."

Ye Lun is still expressionless. Now Ning Ye, he doesn't know him at all. Before entering the palace, she said that she couldn't help it. Now she can't help it. Ye Lun is just a tool.

Ning Ye seemed to smile. She stood up and sat back. What she wanted was more than that simple.

The next morning, Mo Ning said goodbye to his sister and returned to the palace by the same way. He dodged all the way and was extremely depressed.

Nuan Yu was holding a basin of clear water. He saw Mo Ning running to Fengluan Palace with a panicked look from afar. His face showed surprise and suddenly sank. He wanted to speak but stopped. He didn't know what to say. If it hadn't been for the emperor's order, she must have said that the emperor had waited for her all night and had just fallen asleep!

"Warm jade, get ready for me to take a shower." Mo Ning said as he walked, pushed the door and walked in. He simply took a few clothes, didn't notice the shadow in the curtain on the bed at all, and quickly walked to the bath room behind the room.

The warm jade is slowly sprinkled with dried rose petals, and the face is uncomfortable.

Moening closed his eyes gently, the fatigue all the way dissipated, and the gel-like skin was more attractive against the red roses.

"Nuanyu, has the emperor ever been here?" Her voice sounded softly, with a smell of laziness. She was like this. She was looking forward to it, but she pretended to be indifferent.

"I don't know." Nuan Yu complained a little and looked at her young lady, "Miss, you haven't been back all night. Do you know..."

Before Nuan Yu finished her words, Mo Ning suddenly stood up, and the drops of water hung on her pink skin. She gently stepped out of the bathtub. Nuan Yu quickly wiped her body for her. She slowly put on the clothes she brought, and Nuan Yu helped her dry her ink-like hair.

"Warm jade, I'm tired." Mo Ning's voice was cold and he slowly walked out.

Nuan Yu was confused, sighed for a long time, and stopped talking. Looking at her slow pace, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Mo Ning sneezed gently and wrapped his light blue clothes tightly. The clothes were thin, as if he could see her curves.

The nameless had already changed her clothes. Everything seemed to have never happened before. He slowly swept the yard and looked at Mo Ning. When she came out of the bath, she was as beautiful as a fairy, which made people reluctant to touch her fingers. He realized his gaffe and quickly looked away.

She became more and more sleepy, passed by the nameless, smiled gently, slowly walked into the inner room and sat on the bed.

Do you still have me in your heart? The emperor is ruthless? Can I still trust you? Mo Ning's face was sad and changed. Everything changed. That day, she saw him at the first sight when she came back. Which gentle country was he in this time?

She thought, and her nose was a little sour again.

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around her waist. Mo Ning exclaimed. Just as he was about to stand up, he was brought into a familiar arm by a force. Through the curtain, Mo Ning saw Zhong Xuanyu's reproachful eyes.

"Xuan Yu?" Mo Ning didn't know how she was feeling. She was glad that he was here and was disappointed that he never knew himself. She was a little dishonest and reached out to push him.

"Don't move, just ask me to hold it for a while." Zhong Xuanyu put down his majesty, lowered his chin to the top of her head, and slowly exerted his hands. How afraid he was that he would lose her.

Mo Ning didn't say anything and hugged him, "I went to Qingya Valley."

"Hmm."

"I'm going..."

"Stop it, I'll write it." His voice was low, afraid that she would say something wrong, which would make his heart hurt even more. He stopped Mo Ning's words, "Anyway, I will believe you forever."

Mo Ning lay on his chest, and the panic of these days suddenly calmed down. Once she would not have thought that in the future, his mood with her would become different.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Ning is waiting for you in the bedroom."

The voice of the cloud bodyguard sounded from outside the door, and the helpless sound made Mo Ning tremble gently. She almost forgot that now there is still a Ning concubine between them.