After dinner, Leng Yuhan knocked on the door of Siyan Yage with the ginseng bone, lily and snow fungus soup made from the supplements exchanged by Lingwan.

"Your Majesty came so early today! However, the hall master said that he doesn't want to see His Majesty. Please come back, Your Majesty!"

Mu Tianxiang, who was still dressed seductively with shoulders and half exposed, came to open the door for Leng Yuhan, her coquettish words were filled with obvious sarcasm and displeasure.

"Ha! Tianxiang, I have provoked you? Who said Yuzhuang doesn't want to see me? Hurry up and let me in. Also, next time you dress like this and stay in front of Yuzhuang, I will find someone to arrest you.

You're fooling me, I will do what I say, do you think I dare to do it?"

Don't spill the soup bowl while holding it in your hand, otherwise Leng Yuhan will have to light the woodian incense again.[

"If the hall master says he won't see you, then he won't see you. Your Majesty, please don't make things difficult for me anymore!"

Holding the door buckle with both hands and about to close it, Mu Tianxiang was annoyed by Leng Yuhan's force of squeezing in.

"I don't care, I must see Yuzhuang today! Yuzhuang, I have sent you supplements!"

"Hmph! Who is the prince? He is surrounded by so many beauties! He marries one to the left and the other to the right. Our hall master is not lucky enough to sit on your carriage with flowers in full bloom. Okay? Can you see me?

Okay, just go back!"

"You, you, you! Humph! I will not retreat. Get out of the way!"

The same posture as yesterday, one was blocking the door and the other wanted to break in. Neither of the two women let the other go. The smell of gunpowder was strong and the stalemate was about to break out.

"Your Majesty, Yuzhuang is pregnant with her sister, so it's not convenient for her to see guests. You'd better please come back!"

When Leng Yuhan and Mu Tianxiang were having an incompatible argument, a man's deep voice came over, as light as mellow tea, like a mountain lily growing on a snowy peak, pure and flawless, cold and indifferent, lightly untied

The woman kept making noises.

"Why? Why don't you see me? Is it because I married Shangguan Lin and Ye Luoliang? Is it because I didn't go to find you? Is it because I didn't do my duty as a wife to protect you? In that case

, so what does your appearance yesterday mean? Are you playing tricks on me?"

The hand holding the soup bowl was trembling, and Leng Yuhan felt a cool breeze blowing on his heart. It hurt a little, but it didn't seem to hurt too much.

"The prince is a man who has made great achievements. How dare Yuzhuang, a humble citizen, tease the prince? I understand the prince's kindness. You'd better please come back!"

"I will never give up."

Putting down the soup bowl in front of the door, Leng Yuhan looked at the man's side face illuminated by the candlelight in the room, turned around and left.

"Just leave, why don't you take the soup with you? Really!"

Mu Tianxiang snorted and bent down to pick up the soup plate and send it downstairs.

"Tianxiang, bring the things in! I want to taste them."

On the floor of the inner room, Mo Yuzhuang walked to the table with the support of Mu Hongxue. His face was as pale as Shi's, his flower eyes were as dark as abyss, and a few strands of black hair were hanging down on his cheeks. His weak figure could not help but

Stand firm.

"Master, this tonic is already cold. How about Tianxiang warm it up for you?"

Mu Tianxiang walked in with a tray and saw that Mo Yuzhuang had collapsed. She hurriedly shouted to Mu Hongxue: "Brother, the hall master is so weak, how can you make the hall master collapse!" [

"Tianxiang, I asked Hongxue to help me fall down. Quick, give me a bowl to taste."

Last night, because she wanted to avoid Leng Yuhan, she missed taking medicine. Mo Yuzhuang did not expect that her health would be as bad as it was now.

"Snow fungus? Don't you know that the master doesn't eat snow fungus? Master, what do you like about the prince?"

The porcelain bowl hit the table hard, and the smell of wood was so strong that I didn't know what to say.

"Haha, you don't understand. Yan'er, Yan'er is actually very good to me. Come on, get me a bowl!"

With slightly trembling palms, she touched the cool jade pendant on her chest, and a faint smile appeared on Mo Yuzhuang's pale face.

That jade pendant was given to Mo Yuzhuang by Leng Yuhan when Mo Yuzhuang returned to the imperial capital two years ago. On it was Leng Yuhan's promise to Mo Yuzhuang, "I love Yuzhuang." For more than two years, every time

When Mo Yuzhuang missed Leng Yuhan, she would reach out and touch the jade pendant, treating it as Leng Yuhan's unique confession to herself. Mo Yuzhuang had never mentioned this happiness to anyone.

"Sheng La Sheng La!"

Mu Tianxiang went to the snow fungus and filled up half a bowl of tonic soup and placed it on the table in front of Mo Yuzhuang.

"Haha, Yan'er~ Yuzhuang misses you so much..."

Seeing things and thinking about people, Mo Yuzhuang lowered his eyes and looked at the thick soup in the bowl and shed a drop of crystal tears. The teardrops hit the surface of the soup, splashing the soup flowers and making circles of slightly trembling ripples, sad and

beauty.

Mo Yuzhuang quietly looked at the dancing soup flowers in the bowl and the trembling ripples, soundlessly, breathlessly.

The dim candlelight in the room swayed unsteadily, casting a transparent and dark glare on Mo Yuzhuang's skin, which was as thin as a silkworm's wing. It was as if one could faintly see through the bright red blood flowing lightly under the skin.

Eyelashes lowered, staring at one place for a long time, Mo Yuzhuang was like flower dust dried by the wind, leaving only a few broken branches, exposed to the howling wind, trembling helplessly, guarding, waiting.

.

For a moment, Mu Tianxiang and Mu Hongxue looked at Mo Yu's weakly made-up figure looking at each other, and at the same time they felt a bad feeling in their hearts.

Could it be that the hall master ran out of lamps, oil, and blood and returned home?

Mu Hongxue raised her arms and reached towards Mo Yuzhuang's lips. She was immediately shocked and fell to her knees. Her words were choked with sobs and she was already crying: "Hongxue respectfully sends the hall master back to the west. Have a good journey, hall master."
Chapter completed!