"Then let's continue watching the show." Man Yue lowered her eyes and looked at the tea in the cup. The conversation between Lin Jian and Lin Dongyao was already ringing downstairs.

"Why are the fifth brother here too? It seems that there is really a beautiful scene on the second floor of the Medical Lu!" Lin Jian stopped on the first floor and turned to look at Lin Dongyao.

"If the emperor wants to go up, let's go together." Lin Dongyao stepped forward and looked at Lin Jian with no nervousness or displeasure at all.

Instead, Lin Jian frowned and said in a deep voice,

"The fifth brother means that if I don't move, you won't move. If I want to move, you will also follow me, right?"

"Emperor, she doesn't want to see anyone. But I can wait, it's okay for as long as I can, and it's okay for a lifetime, but the emperor can't. I can continue to wait here, and the emperor will go back sooner or later." Lin Dongyao couldn't understand what Lin Yin meant. He would never allow Lin Yin to go up alone. At most, it would be a waste of time. Obviously, Lin Jian couldn't afford to spend time.

"Lin Dongyao! I am the emperor! The king of a country! In the past, I was the crown prince, and you were also under me! How could you think of the sacrifices I made for her? Some things I did, even if you did more later, would be futile."

Lin Jian was not showing any weakness and confronted Lin Dongyao in tit-for-tat way.

"If you are really willing to give everything for her, you shouldn't disturb me being with her. What you want to see is not her happiness, but what you can't get, and no one else can imagine it! So what if you ignore life and death for her? Are you the person she wants in the end?" Lin Dongyao pressed step by step, hitting the vital point in Lin Jian's heart.

"—" At this moment, Lin Jian had nothing to say.

He is indeed not the person Linghu Manyue wants! But he can give her happiness, but she doesn’t want it!

"Your Majesty, can you leave? This medical house is too small and cannot accommodate so many people. It's better not to disturb her rest. I think she hasn't had a good rest these days. She has to think of a way to leave here, but she can't touch it, right?"

Lin Dongyao's tone was faint, but he made the corners of the eyes of the Moon on the second floor jump violently.

If Lin Dongyao wants to get vicious, how can the others be his opponent?

Lin Jian left Yilu first. Lin Dongyao looked at the direction of the second floor, his eyes deep and nostalgic.

Second floor

"Master, the emperor and the prince are gone." Seeing that Man Yue had not moved for a long time, Bing'er whispered to remind her.

"Bing'er, if you go to the emperor's place, you will say I want to see someone."

"Yes, Master. Who are you going to meet?"

"The one who brought him."

——

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Xiuhui, dressed in a scarlet long dress, stood outside the room on the second floor of Yilu.

Bing'er invited her in.

"Miss Linghu, I'm here." Zhang Xiuhui stood in front of the window with her eyebrows lowered.

The full moon is an indifferent casual attitude.

"Sit down. Don't be cramped. Thanks to you telling me so much about the Marquis' Mansion this year." Man Yue asked Zhang Xiuhui to sit down and at the same time ordered Bing'er to retreat.

Bing'er glanced at Zhang Xiuhui suspiciously, obviously not at ease with Zhang Xiuhui, worried that she would deal with her master.

"Prince Linghu, I——"

"Okay, needless to say. I understand. Of course, you can't keep up with my people. You have your own reasoning method. I'll just ask about this. But I want to ask you for help."

The full moon took a sip of tea, her purple eyes were dazzling, mysterious and changeable.

"Do you want me to help you leave here under the noses of the emperor and the prince?" Zhang Xiuhui blinked, and the expression on her face was not embarrassed, but helpless.

"Emperor Linghu, the emperor will know any movement now. I want to help you, but it is really-" Zhang Xiuhui shook her head.

She doesn't know what the emperor will do about her later.

"I understand. You just need to follow what I said and go back and pass the message to the emperor. You go back and tell the emperor that I will not see Lin Dongyao. Even if I want to leave here, I will meet the emperor before leaving. Let the emperor find a way to lure Lin Dongyao's people tomorrow evening, and I will wait for the emperor in the pavilion behind the mountain in Xiushui Town."

The Moon spoke calmly, but Zhang Xiuhui heard some unspoken sounds.

"Miss Linghu, I will tell the emperor as you said. As for the others, I will not inquire about them, nor will I guess more. This may be the last fate between me and the emperor."

Zhang Xiuhui smiled bitterly, then stood in front of the window, looking towards the inn on the second floor opposite.

"Anyway, I have owed the emperor. Since I am here to pay off the debt, I shouldn't have any complaints."

Zhang Xiuhui murmured, as if she said it to her own, or as if she was to the man on the second floor of the inn who had deeply hurt her in her previous life.

Perhaps, he would never have the chance to hear these words.

"I promised the emperor that I would never see Lin Dongyao again. It was because the emperor had given everything for me, and I could not repay or compensate for it for my whole life. If I didn't see Lin Dongyao, it was the only request of the emperor, and I would definitely agree to him. Maybe what you owe him is only the love debt from the previous life, but the kindness I owe him in this life cannot be paid back in this life.

In the cycle of reincarnation for generations, who can calculate the grudges, love and hatred of the next life? If you have never experienced the prosperity, pain and torture of the whole life, how can you understand that plainness and simplicity are blessings?"

The full moon spoke slowly behind Zhang Xiuhui.

Zhang Xiuhui's spine was obviously stiff, but she didn't have the courage to turn back at this moment.

Linghu Manyue just said that maybe she owed Lin Jian a debt of love for life - how did she know? Could it be that she is the same as herself?

No! No! No!

Maybe she just realized this.

"Miss Zhang, don't think too much. Sometimes, there will be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. You are young and the road is still long. Why not let the debts of love in this life be natural?" Zhang Xiuhui tentatively guided Zhang Xiuhui.

Zhang Xiuhui shook her head and turned to meet the purple eyes of the Moon. Although she was grateful for what she said, she could not stop her from continuing to pursue.

"What if he was the one I really loved? He was right in front of me, I couldn't hide or avoid it, and he chose me, but I can only say that he had more other choices, so I knew very well that the road I had to walk in front of me was difficult. But no matter what, I would go on and be with him.

Just like King Rouhuai, he doesn’t know whether you are dead or alive, but he can never give up on the belief of finding you. When he persuades others, he will say a word, he can hold it up and let it go, but feelings are really not as simple as picking up and letting go. The mistakes he has made, the pain he has suffered, and the true feelings he has given are clearer and deeper than the knife engraved in his heart."

Zhang Xiuhui is also in a dilemma that she cannot get out of.

If she felt guilty about Lin Jian in her previous life, she could have other ways to compensate him, but she found out at the last moment of her previous life that she fell in love with Lin Jian.

Perhaps, that moment was the biggest curse and dilemma of her life.

——

At the same time, the Kyoto of the Celestial Dynasty, the Prince Rouhuai Mansion

Mu Hua, dressed in men's clothing, had been stairing in the yard for two hours, but before Nian Zheng could ask her to rest, she would continue to persevere.

In fact, over the past year, Mu Hua has been staying in the Kyoto of the Celestial Dynasty, and has been following Nian Zheng to practice martial arts training.

King Dongluo's health is getting worse and worse, and he may not be able to last for a few years, but Mu Hua is always impatient and playful. King Dongluo then begged Lin Dongyao to train Mu Hua himself.

Lin Dongyao was going out to find the full moon, and Nian Zheng stayed in Kyoto, so Mu Hua naturally followed Nian Zheng, facing the devil training day and night.

Over the past year, Nian Zheng has never regarded Mu Hua as a women's training.

She is the only daughter of King Dongluo, and the new King Dongluo in the future. If she cannot become a weapon in these few years, how can Dongluo survive the crisis after King Dongluo's death?

Mu Hua has grown much more mature this year, but his playful and casual temperament is occasionally exposed. In addition, Nian Zheng has not allowed her to rest for a day in the past year. After Mu Hua missed her father and mother, even the Shanyu Daoan, who was most annoying, felt that she was countless times more handsome than Nian Zheng.

Although Shanyu Daoan was long-winded, he never trained her so terriblely. No matter windy, rainy, thunder and lightning, Nian Zheng trained her strictly as always. Several times she got sick, Nian Zheng did not allow her to rest, until she fainted.

Nian Zheng, who was sitting on the chair in the yard, slowly savored the fragrant tea, but Mu Hua, who was strolling in the cold wind, had not dripped in water for several hours. Not to mention a sip of fragrant tea, she would not dislike the dirty water on the ground after the rain.

"I know where you were wrong this time?" Nian Zheng raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

Three years have passed since the appearance of the female Linghu official next to her prince. The New Year's Government has grown from the cautious and serious young guard three years ago to the mature and rebellious first-class guard today.

Before leaving the palace, the prince told him to make Mu Hua become a talent in the shortest time, so he would train Mu Hua day and night, and even if she was sick, she would not be allowed to rest.

But Mu Hua actually ran out secretly yesterday just to make a bite of abalone cake from the White Family in Kyoto. She will be in charge of the entire Dongluo in the future. If she is still so weak-willed and lazy, she will inevitably affect the entire Dongluo.

Although Dongluo is small, it is also full of all internal organs. It is both prosperous and prosperous and detrimental to the Celestial Chronicle. Nian Zheng naturally understands this principle, so he will not relax his training for Mu Hua.

"I-I shouldn't have run out to eat abalone cake-I know I'm wrong. Nian Guard."

Mu Hua's attitude of admitting his mistakes was good, mainly because the abalone cake I had had a great time last night, and now I am willing to be punished. But she underestimated the methods of the New Year.

"It's great to know your mistakes. Okay, since you like to eat, look—what did I buy you?"

Nian Zheng waved his hand, and the guards of the royal palace immediately brought out ten bowls of abalone cakes.

Mu Hua was hungry and pressed against his back. When he saw the abalone cake, he suddenly shone green in two ways.

"Continue to stance and eat."

Nian Zheng knew that Mu Hua had a lot of appetite, but at most he had five bowls of abalone cake. Even if he was hungry now, ten bowls were the limit.

Mu Hua looked at Nian Zheng with a fool's expression. What's wrong with him? He was stupid, right? Didn't he always refuse to let her eat outside food? This time he not only bought it back, but also bought ten bowls at a time!

Mu Hua also had doubts, but the word "hunger" is the first to solve the stomach problem.

"Oh--Thank you guard."

Mu Hua just feasted on his horse stance.

In a blink of an eye, eight bowls of abalone cake were found.

Nian Zheng smiled and said in a deep voice,

"It seems that I'm really hungry. Keep going—"

After speaking, he waved his hand and the guards brought ten bowls of abalone cakes again.

Mu Hua was stunned for a moment and was stunned.

"Nian Guard, haha--thank you for your kindness! I-I'm full."

Mu Hua waved his hand, and then realized how big a game Nian Zheng had just played.
To be continued...