Chu Wanxiang looked up to the sky and laughed

"Are you sure?" Chu Wanxiang asked again.

"OK." Chu Mohan nodded.

Chu Wanxiang was silent for a while, then stood up slowly. Chu Mohan then hugged her into his arms and comforted her softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Chu Wanxiang smiled and shook his head: "I'm not afraid anymore."

Chu Mohan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just feel a little uncomfortable thinking about those past events." Chu Wanxiang sighed. The pain she had experienced was ten or a hundred times more than what she encountered today.

Chu Mohan patted her shoulder, his eyes shining with tenderness and pity.

Chu Wanxiang raised his eyes and looked into Chu Mohan's eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Mohan, do you believe me?"

Chu Mohan stared at her for a long time and nodded: "Xin! No matter what you do, I will support you."

Hearing his affirmative words, Chu Wanxiang felt grateful, hugged him tightly, pressed her face against his chest, and smelled his familiar scent.

"Mohan..."

"Um?"

"Thank you."

"You fool, you don't need to thank me."

"But I must thank you."

Chu Mohan stroked her long black and beautiful hair: "There is no need for politeness between you and me."

Chu Wanxiang closed his eyes and enjoyed the tenderness for a moment.

After a while, Chu Wanxiang calmed down and asked Chu Mohan: "Mohan, what should we do now?"

"Don't worry, the soldiers will come and cover up the water and earth." Chu Mohan said.

"But I'm always worried..."

Chu Mohan held her cold hands, put them to his lips, kissed them, and said firmly: "We will definitely find the murderer."

Chu Wanxiang nodded: "Yes!"

"Let's go, let's eat first."

Chu Mohan took Chu Wanxiang to the restaurant. The servants had already set out the bowls and chopsticks. After the two of them sat down, Chu Mohan took a bowl of soup. Chu Wanxiang picked up the cup on the table and drank a few big sips of the hot food.

The soup was so hot that I grinned and kept praising: "It tastes delicious!"

Chu Mohan couldn't help but laugh, took the cup away, and scolded: "Drink slowly, don't burn yourself."

"I'm so hungry!" Chu Wanxiang pouted coquettishly.

Chu Mohan pinched the tip of her nose lovingly: "Eat the food quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

"Uh-huh."

Chu Mohan picked up a piece of braised pork and just brought it to his mouth when he suddenly paused, frowned slightly and stared at the braised pork hesitantly.

"What's wrong?" Chu Wanxiang asked.

Chu Mohan shook his head: "Nothing." He continued to pick up vegetables and feed her.

Chu Wanxiang glanced at him suspiciously, and without asking any questions, he opened his mouth and took a bite of the meat, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it.

After eating, Chu Wanxiang complained that he was hungry again, so Chu Mohan ordered his servants to prepare supper.

At this time, Chu Wanxiang suddenly shouted: "Oh!"

Chu Mohan immediately supported her and frowned: "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I forgot to bring something!" Chu Wanxiang said angrily.

Chu Mohan immediately ordered people to find it quickly: "Just wait, I will have my servants bring it to you immediately."

"No, I want to sleep with my father and grandmother tonight."

"I understand. I'll let my servants look for you. You wait in the room."

"All right."

So, Chu Mohan took his servants to look for Chu Wanxiang's jewelry box.

Chu Mohan was rummaging through a pile of jewelry and jade, and suddenly saw a jade hairpin, and immediately took it out. The jade hairpin was carved with exquisite patterns, and the carving was delicate and lifelike. Chu Wanxiang must have liked it, and he wore it on his bun.

Coupled with Chu Wanxiang's gorgeous pink dress, she really looks like the peerless beauty depicted in ancient lady paintings.

The servants brought the supper, and Chu Wanxiang happened to be full, so he let them go down to rest.

Chu Wanxiang lay down, and Chu Mohan was guarding her beside the bed.

"Mohan, I can't sleep." Chu Wanxiang opened his eyes.

"If you can't sleep, count sheep."

"oh."

Chu Mohan took off his shoes and socks, went to bed and hugged her. Chu Wanxiang snuggled into his arms and murmured: "Mohan, tell me, if one day we all become ghosts, can we still be together?"

Chu Mohan laughed: "Silly girl, what are you thinking about? Of course we can be together, whether we are ghosts or gods, as long as we can be together, we will not distinguish each other."

"But what if I turn into a ghost and become your enemy again, and you don't recognize me anymore?"

"I will not not know you. Even if I become an enemy, I will not leave you alone on the road to hell."

Chu Wanxiang pursed her lips and smiled, burying her face in his chest.

"By the way, Mo Han, do you remember that when we first got married, you promised me one thing, that you would not abandon me. I hope you will always keep your promise."

"good."

The next day, Chu Mohan and Chu Wanxiang rode out with a group of secret guards.

The carriage drove slowly through the streets. Both sides were prosperous and bustling with people. Chu Wanxiang opened the curtain and observed the surrounding scene through the window slit. He couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful here."

"Well, the scenery in the capital is very nice." Chu Mohan nodded in agreement.

Chu Wanxiang looked at him with sparkling eyes: "I want to go back to my parents' home to visit."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"But……"

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

Chu Wanxiang showed a sweet and happy smile and leaned into his arms.

Chu Mohan put his arms around her waist, and the soft waist made him tighten his grip slightly.

The two children have not yet woken up. Her body is relatively slender and her waistline is very good, making her extremely comfortable to hold.

Chu Mohan lowered his head and kissed her ear: "You are too thin."

Chu Wanxiang twisted his body and protested: "Where have I lost weight? You are the only one who has lost weight!"

Chu Mohan raised his lips and smiled: "Really? Then let me check to see if there is any fat."

Chu Wanxiang hurriedly pushed him away, covering her chest and glaring at him.

Chu Mohan laughed loudly.

Chu Wanxiang snorted dissatisfied: "You're still laughing!"

"Okay, I won't laugh."

The two of them were arguing for a while, and Chu Wanxiang suddenly became a little more serious and asked him: "Did you dream about my dad last night?"

Chu Mohan was silent for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

Chu Wanxiang frowned: "What's wrong with him?"

"Your father is sick."

"Is he sick? He has always been strong and strong, so why did he suddenly become ill?"

"Your father is old. He was poisoned and damaged his internal organs, so he is weak. In addition, he has been busy with state affairs recently and worried too much, which caused the old disease to relapse."

"After we return to Beijing, I will help dad recuperate. He will become healthier and healthier."

"Um."

"By the way, Mo Han." Chu Wanxiang raised her head and looked at him, but hesitated to speak.

Chu Mohan raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Chu Wanxiang sighed: "Now I finally know why I am so afraid of the dark. It turns out that every time I dream about my dad, it is always dark."

"The dream is just an illusion. Don't worry. I will protect you as long as I am by your side."

Chu Wanxiang nodded and snuggled into his arms.

The carriage passed through the bustling streets and finally entered the palace and stopped in the royal study.

Chu Wanxiang was invited in and sat aside to drink tea and wait.

After a while, a young eunuch hurriedly walked in and reported: "The emperor has summoned Princess Anping to appear."

Chu Wanxiang stood up and followed the young eunuch to the imperial study room.
Chapter completed!