I don't know how long it took, but a warm cloak covered her delicate shoulders, and her back rested against a warm and solid embrace.
"Ning'er, you're tired, I'll pick you up."
That familiar voice was gentle and warm.
So warm.
She couldn't help but lean into that familiar embrace, absorbing the heat radiating from that body.
Mo Chuan's heart moved, and just when he was about to stretch out his arms to hug her, she quickly left his arms and straightened her back, like a beautiful bamboo, straight but not curved.
She is still the familiar one.
Even when she was at her saddest, she refused to let herself show her weak side.
She was always so strong that it made him feel bad!
Why can't this girl be like other women and let her spread out her arms to protect her from the wind and rain
Even if the sky falls, he is still willing to hold on for her!
But if she was really the kind of girl who clings to others, would he still be so deeply in love with her
Mo Chuan stared at her, his eyes full of tenderness.
Shen Ning smoothed the hair on her temples, turned around and looked at Mo Chuan.
At this time, the morning light was beginning to rise, and there was a layer of mist in the mountain forest, as if a layer of gauze was wrapped around her body. She was like a fairy in the fog, misty and unreal.
Are you dreaming again
Mo Chuan suddenly wanted to grab her and feel her body temperature. He was really afraid of waking up from another sweet and sad dream.
However, he heard her voice very clearly.
"You pick me up? Where to go?"
"go home."
Mo Chuan answered her with two firm and powerful words.
He had waited for her for so long, so long, and she was finally back!
This time when she comes back, he will never let her go!
"Go home?" She tilted her head slightly, as if smiling, but the smile was too shallow and faded, and it disappeared so quickly that he didn't even see it clearly.
"Which home should you go to?" Her voice was low but clear.
"Of course it's our home."
"Are you talking about the palace?" She really smiled this time, her smile was bright, and even the first ray of sunlight that had just penetrated the mist was eclipsed by her smile.
Mo Chuan didn't answer, just stared at her.
"That's not my home." She shook her head slowly and said, "What will happen to the third princess if I go back there?"
Mo Chuan's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but frown.
This was really a headache for him.
During this period of time, the princess named Tana had indeed been living in the palace. Empress Dowager Zhou loved her very much and specially issued a decree to let her enter the palace to accompany her, and she stayed there for many days.
Every day when he returned to the royal study after morning service, he would see Princess Tana.
She would always bring all kinds of weird things to him and ask him if he liked them with a smile.
He doesn't like it at all!
Don't even look at those things.
But his coldness did not weaken Princess Tana's enthusiasm for him at all, but instead clung to him tighter.
If it weren't for Queen Mother Zhou, he would have turned down his face and kicked her out.
He ignored her and sat in front of the imperial desk, holding a book and reading it intently without saying a word to her.
If it had been the girl next to her, she would have left in despair long ago after being treated like this.
But Princess Tana was still very interested. He didn't speak, but she spoke.
She poked around in his imperial study, looking here and there with a curious look on her face, and she would exclaim in admiration at everything she saw.