As the days passed, Leng Qisu's injuries gradually improved.
During the day, they gathered in the courtyard. Leng Qisu and Shi Yi played chess, while Mo Shuang and Meng Ruxue sat on the edge, eating snacks and watching the game. Sometimes, accompanied by Shi Yi and Ye Feng, I would also go to the market for a walk, buy some things I like, and show them off to everyone like a treasure when I come back.
At night, after dinner, everyone sat under the moonlight, brewed a pot of fragrant tea, and chatted all over the place while sipping the tea. Sometimes, when the mood struck, Meng Ruxue would sing a song, and Mo Shuang would dance.
The years were so quiet and quiet that Mo Shuang was in a trance.
I really hope that days like this can continue forever, and they can stay in this Yanbo Town for the rest of their lives.
But, she knew she couldn't.
There is still much to do.
For example, Leng Qisu is the king of a country after all; and for example, Feng Xiaochen is still waiting for her to rescue him.
Seeing that the January period is getting closer and closer, there is still no news from Leng Qiyi.
Although Leng Qisu kept saying that the shadow guards had been checking Leng Qiyi's whereabouts and that Feng Xiaochen would definitely be fine, she was still a little worried.
She didn't know why he was so sure. When she asked him, he didn't say anything and just smiled incomprehensibly.
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In the wing room, there is a candlelight
Leng Qisu sat by the desk, looking down at the memorial in his hand. He held a cinnabar pen in his other hand and wrote down a note from time to time.
Although he was not in the court, he could not relax on the important matters of the country. Every day's memorials would be secretly sent to him for review by the Shadow Guards.
Mo Shuang stood by the door, quietly looking at the man's focused profile.
He was dressed in white, with his dark hair hanging lightly. He had sharp outlines and handsome facial features. Sitting in the slightly yellowish light of the candlelight, he was as beautiful as a god.
Is such a man really hers
She walked over gently, stretched out her hands to hug him from behind, rested her chin on his shoulder, and called tremblingly, "Leng Qisu—"
I don't know if it was because he touched his wound, but his body visibly stiffened. The cinnabar pen in his hand fell heavily on the white rice paper, smearing it red.
Putting the pen on the inkstone, he tilted his head and his lips touched her cheek. He asked softly, "Why aren't you asleep yet? We were in the yard just now. Didn't you say you were tired?"
"Can't sleep!" Mo Shuang sighed lowly.
I don't know why, but I feel a little confused, and I always feel like something is about to happen.
"Why can't you sleep?" Leng Qisu put down the memorial in his hand, pulled her in front of him with his backhand, held her in his arms, and gently rubbed her cheek with his warm fingertips, "Are you worried? "
She held his hand and shook her head. The expression on her face was a little confused. She didn't know what to say. She didn't seem to be thinking about anything, and she seemed to be full of worries.
Seeing her like this, Leng Qisu raised the corners of his lips slightly, looked up at the night outside the window, his bright eyes sparkling, "How about... I sleep with you?"
"No!" Mo Shuang was so frightened that she quickly got up from his arms, ran to sit opposite him, and picked up a book with a blushing face, "You read the memorial, I'll read the book, and I'll accompany you!"
After saying that, he opened the book in a decent manner.
"Okay!" Leng Qisu sighed with a smile, picked up the memorial on the table, opened it, and smiled lowly as he thought of something.
"What are you laughing at?" Mo Shuang raised her eyes and glared at him.
"I remember the first time I met you. In Nuya, you were trembling and kneeling in front of me. I asked you, are you literate? You shook your head. You were pretending to be the same at that time!"
Mo Shuang's expression changed, she picked up a pastry on the plate in front of her and threw it at him, "Leng Qisu, didn't you agree not to mention those old sesame seeds and rotten millet things, but you still mentioned them!"
Leng Qisu was not annoyed. He stretched out his hand to take the cake that came to him, put it in his mouth and took a bite. He laughed while chewing, "No, I just thought it was funny. At that time, you pretended to be so meek and timid. , who knew he could be so ferocious?"
"Leng Qisu!" Mo Shuang threw the book in his hand angrily, "I didn't mention it, I didn't mention it, but you still mention it! It's funny to you, I won't accompany you anymore!"
After saying that, he stood up and walked out.
"Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you when I see you're upset!" Leng Qisu stood up quickly and hugged her from behind.
"Then you have to pick something to talk about!" Mo Shuang muttered, but the corners of his lips couldn't help but raise slightly.
In fact, although she was annoyed by such a fuss, she was still happy. After all, Leng Qisu could bring up this past of hers calmly and as a joke. It was better to hide it and not mention it. , but he cares about everything in his heart.
It shows that he is relieved about her past.
"I promise not to say anything. I will continue to read the memorial and you will continue to accompany me!"
After saying that, without waiting for her to express her position, he pulled her back to the desk domineeringly, sat her down on the stool, picked up the book she had just thrown away, placed it in front of her, and pinched her He pinched her nose and said, "Keep reading!" Then he walked back to sit across from her, picked up a memorial and read it.
The books this man read were all about the principles of governing the country and the world. Mo Shuang only read half a page and couldn't stand it any longer. She closed the book and was bored. She ate the pastries on the table and looked at the ones in front of her. Men watch.
After an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly dropped the memorial in his hand on the desk with a bang.
Mo Shuang was startled. Before she could understand what was going on, the man had already strode to her side and picked her up.
(End of chapter)