The news that Leng Qisu bought her a magpie bird soon spread in the palace. Although it was not a big deal, it was a first for Leng Qisu, who had always been cold and indifferent to women.
Looking at all the women in the palace, Li Mozhuang is the first one to have such an honor.
As a result, some people who were used to being on both sides began to assess the situation and try their best to get close to her. Either someone would come to greet her today, or someone would come to give her something or other tomorrow.
She didn't care, she didn't please or exclude, she always smiled brightly, didn't cause trouble, and was cautious towards everyone.
One dark and windy night, she tried to fly the magpie bird and asked about Su Wen, and she actually got a reply from Brother Yi.
Yes, Su Wen was also his, and he asked her to have less contact with Su Wen so as not to arouse suspicion.
Leng Qisu would come to Youmei Garden every now and then. Sometimes he would have meals with her, sometimes he would enjoy a pot of fragrant tea and chat with her; sometimes he would stay in Youmei Garden reading until late at night before leaving.
Mo Shuang didn't find anything unusual about this man.
He seldom went out on weekdays, and only went to court occasionally when the emperor called him. He usually spent his time reading in the study, and sometimes he would play chess with himself in the pavilion in the garden, holding white in one hand and black in the other.
Unless the Eleventh Prince came over occasionally, they would really play chess until late at night.
She didn't know if this once all-powerful man had really given up, or was he just dormant and ready to go
For some reason, in this prince who was rumored to be the most leisurely person in Nanxuan, she actually saw loneliness, the intense loneliness of being alone.
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This night.
He was reading a book under the lamp, and she was lying on the bed, counting the complicated lines on the tent ceiling in boredom. When she got tired of counting, she turned over, propped up her chin, and looked at his beautiful profile.
He gave her favor, but not his love.
But days like this still left her in a daze. She didn't know what her relationship was with this man.
Is it a chess piece relationship
She is his pawn and he is hers
"My lord, let me ask you a question."
"Um"
"I heard from the sisters that the prince was once a great hero and the God of War in Nanxuan?"
Leng Qisu was startled, and slowly raised his head from the book, glanced at her coolly, then looked back at the book in his hand, his face darkened, "Do you believe other people's lies?"
"Believe it, of course I believe it!" Mo Shuang pursed her lips, looking like a little girl who admired her greatly. She looked at him with watery eyes and affectionately, "Your Majesty is so amazing!"
Leng Qisu curled his lips in disapproval, and a hint of imperceptible bitterness flashed past. He ignored her and casually turned the page of the book with his big hand.
After finally opening this mouth, how could Mo Shuang let such a good test opportunity go easily? She pretended not to be able to understand the man's face, and continued to ask flatteringly: "I heard from the sisters that several times the enemy heard that the prince Everyone is frightened by his name and will be defeated without a fight... But, why doesn't the prince lead troops now?"
"You talk too much today!" Leng Qisu put the book on the case with a snap and looked at her with cold eyes.
(End of chapter)