Shen Ning was sitting in front of the dressing table, with her back to him. Xiao Ru was combing her hair. On her right side was a glass vase with a large bouquet of fragrant flowers in full bloom.
The room was even more sunny, the windows were open, and the spring wind was warm, but when it blew on Mo Chuan's body, it made him feel chilly.
He stood silently and didn't make a sound.
Xiao Ru didn't hear anything and was concentrating on fixing Shen Ning's hair.
Shen Ning, as if there were eyes on her back, turned around and smiled sweetly at him.
She wore a goose-yellow top, and the warm color made his eyes shine.
He looked at her intently. Her eyes were as dark and bright as usual, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her smile was full of smiles. The soft spring breeze blew her hair, like a winter jasmine swaying in the wind, with a kind of fragility. Beautiful and strong.
"Ning'er, I'm here." Mo Chuan uttered a few words in a low voice, not wanting to move his eyes away from her face.
His voice was hoarse, and there was a stinging pain in his bones. It took a lot of effort to keep his tone calm.
The moment he saw him, he actually had the urge to cry.
He even wanted to hug her tightly and crush her delicate body into his body, so that they would never be separated again.
But he could do nothing but stand there quietly and look at her.
"Xiao Ru, you go out first, I have something to say to him."
Shen Ning's expression was calm, her eyes were like a pool of water without fluctuations, she stared at Mo Chuan quietly, but her words were addressed to Xiao Ru.
Xiao Ru bit her lip, glared at Mo Chuan fiercely, and walked out without even a courtesy.
There were only two people left in the room, staring at each other, and no one spoke.
After a while, Shen Ning spoke slowly, her tone unexpectedly soft.
"What do you want to say to me?"
Mo Chuan's Adam's apple rolled, his lips slightly opened, but not a word came out.
The corners of Shen Ning's lips were slightly raised, revealing a bright smile, but this smile stung Mo Chuan's eyes.
All his patience and restraint fell apart in front of her smile.
"Ning'er, I..." He blurted out, but after only saying these three words, he could no longer speak.
His hands were clenched tightly into fists, his chest was rising and falling, and veins were rising on his forehead, but he just couldn't speak.
Shen Ning said softly: "You want to tell me that the child is not yours, right?"
Mo Chuan gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"As long as you say no, I will believe you." She stared into his eyes, her voice soft and calm.
"..." Mo Chuan still said nothing.
But his heart felt like it was stabbed by thousands of knives.
"You didn't deny it, so the child is really yours?" Shen Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Mo Chuan's eyes showed pain, he shook his head, his throat seemed to be choked, and he could not speak.
Finally, he almost exhausted all his strength to force out four words: "I don't know."
"Don't know?" Shen Ning smiled, "How could you not know about this kind of thing?"
"I really don't know." Mo Chuan closed his eyes and fell into painful memories. "After you were taken away by the man in white, I often dreamed about you. As soon as I closed my eyes, I would see you. , and then I couldn't sleep almost all night long. The imperial doctor prescribed me several soothing medicines. After I drank the medicine, I would fall asleep for a while, but when I closed my eyes, it was you who I saw. I have had countless dreams about you. As for that palace maid... I really don’t know what happened. I can’t remember anything during that time... "