The faint morning light illuminated her face. Her smile was clear and her eyes were bright, with an indescribable beauty.
He knew what she meant.
It was daybreak and it was time for him to go to the morning court.
This is his responsibility and obligation as emperor.
But on such a bright and sunny morning, seeing her smile blooming like a flower, he suddenly wanted to throw away this heavy burden on his shoulders. He longed to be an ordinary person.
At a time like this, going to a place with quiet mountains and quiet waters with the girl you love, even if you don't say anything, just sit quietly like this, holding hands and looking at each other, is indescribably beautiful.
"Ning'er, come with me." He suddenly made up his mind, held her hand, and led her to jump onto the horse she was riding.
With a slight squeeze of his legs, the horse started galloping.
"Where are you taking me? Hey, Mo Chuan, aren't you going to go to the morning court?"
The refreshing morning breeze blew against her face. Shen Ning opened her eyes wide in Mo Chuan's arms. She discovered that the direction Mo Chuan took her was not the direction back to Kyoto, nor the direction Namtso left, but towards the rising sun. Direction galloping.
"Well, I won't go." Mo Chuan replied firmly.
He held the horse's reins tightly and controlled the direction of travel. The rest of his life would be like the horse's reins, firmly held in his own hands!
Shen Ning stopped asking, she leaned into his arms and closed her eyes quietly.
No matter where Mo Chuan takes her, she doesn't care, his direction is her direction, and she will be with him in this life, never to be separated again.
The horse finally stopped. Mo Chuan jumped off the horse and reached out to catch Shen Ning.
Shen Ning found that they were in a stretch of farmland. The crops in a large vegetable field were growing happily and green, and there were farmers in the field watering and fertilizing the crops.
"Old man, do you need help? We can help you water your crops."
Mo Chuan took Shen Ning's hand and approached a gray-haired old man. He was waving a straw hat and sitting on the ridge of the field, panting. There were two large buckets of water next to him. It seemed that he could no longer carry it halfway. He sat down Rest on the roadside.
Hearing this, the old man was surprised and happy. When he looked up at Mo Chuan, he found it was a stranger and hesitated again.
"Brother, do you want to help me carry water? I don't have any money to give you."
"We don't want money. We just saw the old man working hard fetching water and wanted to help." Mo Chuan replied with a smile.
The old man nodded when he saw that Mo Chuan was handsome and polite in conversation, and the girl beside him was like a flower and did not look like a bad person.
"Brother, you are kind-hearted, so please help me carry this load of water over there. As for this girl, it's better to sit here and rest. Don't tire your wife out."
When they heard the words "your wife", Mo Chuan and Shen Ning couldn't help but blush, and looked at each other and smiled.
"Okay, Ning'er, you can rest here for a while. I'll help this old man water the water."
Mo Chuan effortlessly picked up the two buckets of water. Under the guidance of the old man, he walked to the field and carefully watered the green crops.
After watering the two buckets of water, he went to pick up two more big buckets, until all the old man's fields were watered, and then he picked up the empty buckets and sent them back to the old man, still not blushing or out of breath.
"Old man, your crops are growing really well. It looks like it will be another good harvest this year," he said sincerely.