Chapter 2 Unknown

The Chuyuan Festival came immediately. In order to make the Yangxin Hall more lively, Xiaoyu greeted the slave and was busy cleaning it.

From the beginning to now, there are too few people accompanying Mo Ning. His Xuaner has long been gone, and her warm jade has also left. The little slave she just met should have left the capital now. Her favorite man is still lying on the bed at this time.

The snow in the yard still did not melt. She brought a chair to sit in the yard. The sun was warmer and shone on her. She closed her eyes comfortably. It was the Chuyuan Festival of the year. Her heart changed a lot, and the atmosphere also changed a lot.

Today, the imperial doctor came to see him and said that the emperor had almost recovered, but he didn't get out of bed. He ate breakfast and went to bed again. Since he woke up, he hasn't said a word or made a move. He ate whatever she fed, and even his expression never changed.

She didn't know why. The royal doctor also said that it was only a temporary phenomenon, and she was also relieved. As long as he was in good health, no matter what he looked like, she would be happy. She no longer asked him to be the same as before, but to beg him to be by her side. She was afraid that the greater her expectations, the greater the disappointment would be.

At this moment, a graceful woman came to Mo Ning. Mo Ning looked at her and felt that she must be a palace person who rarely went out. She looked at her from a distance and stood up politely, but she had already guessed her intention. Recently, several people had already made the same request. She agreed, but found that there was Some of them are out of control.

"Do you want to see the Empress?" After the woman saluted politely, she slowly raised her head and looked at Mo Ning. She wanted to say something but stopped.

Mo Ning looked at her appearance, and there was still a beautiful feeling in her eyebrows. As soon as she saw her, she guessed her intention and had to sigh gently, "Can't you even wait these days? The emperor will be ready soon. It's not too late for you to say it."

The woman looked embarrassed when she heard what she said and looked at Mo Ning, "Mother, my concubine..."

Before Mo Ning could finish her words, he waved his hand and sighed gently, "That's all. How many women are left in the harem?

"If you go back to your mother, there are less than ten people?" The woman is very polite, which makes Mo Ning have a lot of good impression.

Although Mo Ning has already guessed it, she didn't expect it to be so few. She not only sighed that people are often like this. When you think that you have power over the world, everyone will stand with you, but when you are depressed to the extreme, how many people are willing to follow? She thought, and there was another touch of desolation in her heart, "Have you ever been killed by the emperor?"

Although Mo Ning asked very gently, her face still couldn't help blushing. "If you go back to the Empress, I have never seen the emperor again after the emperor's title of concubine."

"That's fine. Go out of the palace and find a good family to get married, so that you don't have to stay alone in the empty room in the palace. It's not so comfortable to live. You can also tell those beauties that you can go out of the palace. You can take your personal slaves and maidservants, and then go to the stewerman to write a name and get the salary and leave." She said in a flat tone, looking at the woman's moving face and smiling gently.

"Thank you for your permission." The woman looked a little excited, but she still didn't forget the etiquette. After gently saluteing, she retreated.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon, and the sun looked a little confused. As soon as Mo Ning finished feeding Zhong Xuanyu decoction, he turned around and saw that he hurried to Zhong Qingquan in the Yangxin Hall. At this time, he only wore his usual blue clothes.

After asking about Zhong Xuanyu's condition, his excited eyes dimmed a little. He frowned, thought for a moment, then pulled up Mo Ning's wrist and walked out of the Yangxin Hall.

Mo Ning hurriedly shook off her hand and looked at him with a confused face, "What are you doing?"

Zhong Qingquan looked at her with a flustered look and smiled. He shook his head and looked at Mo Ning with a funny smile, "Have you forgotten that today is the Chuyuan Festival, the blessing tree in the capital?"

When Mo Ning heard what he said, a trace of panic suddenly flashed in her eyes. She quickly sorted out her emotions and said lightly, "Forget, Xuanyu hasn't improved yet. I want to accompany him. Go by yourself."

Seeing her like this, Zhong Qingquan curled his lips, and his narrow eyes were more disappointed. He took care of Mo Ning's hand and pulled it out of the Yangxin Hall. "Whoever wants you to play, you and I will pray for Zhong Xuanyu, so that he may wake up quickly."

Mo Ning was a little hesitant at the beginning, but when he heard him say this, he no longer resisted. He just silently pulled back his hand, "I think I should change my clothes."

****Unnamed Extra Chapter

The night in Qingcheng is still such a noise. Although the weather is cold, it still does not stop people from going out. Today is the Chuyuan Festival, and it is also the day he met her. Now, he comes here alone, and there is no one else beside him. Even so, there is a sense of relaxation in his heart.

Seeing the inn recruiting long-term workers, he fixed his eyes and walked in.

The innkeeper held the account book while calculating, as if to reconcile the account, and the inn, which should have been lively, was also empty at this time.

The shopkeeper is a middle-aged man with an eight-character mustache, but he looks upright. He doesn't raise his head, but said coldly, "The inn is resting today. You can't be a guest for the time being."

Seeing this, Leng Hongchen said in a low voice, "I came in when I saw the recruitment."

After hearing this sentence, the shopkeeper slowly raised his head and looked at Leng Hongchen. Soon after, he began to be busy with what he was doing. "I'm afraid the prince is from a big family. How can he come to my small shop?"

After a long time, there was no answer. The shopkeeper raised his head again, looked at the indifferent man in front of him, and then asked, "Name."

"Nameless." Leng Hongchen said lightly that if his name was the source of hatred, then he would rather be nameless.

The shopkeeper was obviously a little surprised to hear him say this. He lowered his head again and said, "Son, please go back. The shop only closes the hall. I'm afraid the prince doesn't have this physical strength."

Walking out of the inn, he took a deep breath and thought that there was no place for him in Qingcheng. He just wanted to stay here and be closer to her. He couldn't do this.

He looked at the riverside of Yingxin. The cold wind pierced the bone and blew up his clothes. His eyes were calm, and the green silk on his forehead blocked his sight. The most regrettable thing he did in his life was to leave Nuanyu alone. Her last smile was deeply imprinted in his heart and could never be extinguished. Every time he thought of his heart In the middle, he was in a panic. He walked to the riverside. As soon as he fell in, his body was suddenly picked up by a force and suddenly retreated back. He couldn't help but be a little surprised that he suddenly felt the softness behind him and made him decide that the person who suddenly hugged him was a woman.

After being a little farther away from the bank of the river, the force that bound his waist was suddenly loosened. Then, he heard a few male voices, "Miss, miss, are you all right..."

"Miss, did you hurt yourself?"

"Miss, why are you still so impulsive to do things!"

"Miss, what should I explain to the master if you make a mistake..."

Several people's voices sounded one after another. At this time, Wu Ming also turned around. When he saw the impatient woman, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Su Muer looked at the stunned man, and her heart suddenly beat faster. She quickly came to her senses and pointed to him and scolded righteously, "You are a man. What can't you think of? Life is short. Why do you end here!"

She laughed when she heard it. It turned out that she regarded herself as a person who wanted to commit suicide.

"Laughter! You're still laughing!" Su Muer's face was full of disgust. Although she lost her mind when she saw him smile, she immediately regained her original temper.

"I think the girl will be wrong. I'm just thinking about something, not suicide." The nameless tone was calm, but she saw that there was still anger in her eyes, as if she couldn't listen to her words at all.

"I've been with you for a long time, but I just haven't found a job. In this way, you are in my Su mansion and give you one or two taels of silver every month." As soon as Su Muer finished speaking, her face turned slightly red. Before she could wait for the servants beside her to speak, a terrible look made the people around her silence.

He looked at her quietly and suddenly smiled. He thought, maybe, this is fate. At this time, his heart is as calm as water. He may be destined to stay in Qingcheng, looking at Su Muer's calm eyes and this woman. Such a fierceness, there is no quietness when she smiles. After thinking for a moment, he nodded.

Seeing that Su Muer solved something, she turned around with joy and continued to walk around. She stood in place namelessly and looked at her back. Just now, when he turned around, he saw that her eyebrows were like Nuan Yu, but Nuan Yu would never appear. It was just that he misread.

He settled down and took a step to follow. Maybe he would stay by her side and be a loyal follower, just because she was so similar to Nuanyu's appearance. His apology for Nuanyu can't disappear in this life and next life. It's okay to find such a woman like Nuanyu to call himself. At least, he The sense of guilt will be alleviated.

Resolute back, from this second, he is no longer Leng Hongchen with hatred, but nameless. The nameless person who has good thoughts for others from beginning to end has never changed.

"Bear by the way, what's your name?" Su Mu'er suddenly stopped and asked with interest.

"Small nameless." Nameless answered him gently, and his lowered head looked so humble.

"Nameless?" Su Muer gently repeated, looking at the deep sky and smiling, "Nameless, good name."

Nameless looking up and looking at her smile, as quiet as Nuanyu, he couldn't help but be stunned, but Nuanyu will never appear beside him again.