"From now on, can I keep someone under my command? I know that the emperor just feels sorry for me, but it makes me very uneasy to lose a life in vain." As Mo Siyu spoke, he thought of many terrible things.

The scene made me shudder.

Mo Zishang felt the shoulder he was holding tremble, and he sighed helplessly and said: "You only care about others, but have others ever pity you? If she hadn't given false testimony, how could you have lost Caicai?"

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Mo Siyu stopped immediately after hearing this. She looked at Mo Zishang in disbelief. He actually remembered everything in his heart? He even remembered the dead little palace maid.

Mozi read what she was thinking, so he reached out and scratched her pretty nose and said, "What's so strange about this? As long as it's related to you, I will never forget anything."

"I would like to express my gratitude to the Emperor for his love, and I also thank the Emperor for his grace on Caicai's behalf." Mo Siyu immediately collapsed, and Mo Zishang quickly helped him up.

"How do you want to thank me?" Mo Zishang's cold eyes had a hint of warmth.

"The emperor just said that he was giving false evidence? But has it been investigated?" Mo Siyu changed the topic.

"There is no need to investigate this matter. The answer is obvious." Mo Zishang took her hand and walked slowly towards Bishan Pavilion.

"Your Majesty, it's better not to go to Bishan Pavilion." Mo Siyu smelled the Milan fragrance, then stopped and pulled Mo Zi's sleeves and said.

"I want to take you to a place." Mo Zishang's eyes were soft and somewhat meaningful.

Mo Siyu could see some warmth in his cold eyes, so she nodded.

Before reaching the pavilion, Mo Siyu stopped again, "What's the matter?" Mo Zi came up and asked.

Mo Siyu slowly took off one of his purses from his waist and tied it to the Seven Stars and Moon belt on Mo Zi.

"It should be fine now." Mo Siyu nodded to himself.

"What is this?" Mozi asked, looking at the white embroidered Mulan purse.

"Secret." Mo Siyu smiled lightly, and boldly took Mo Zi's hand and came to the Bishan Pavilion.

Eunuch Li hesitated for a moment and did not follow. Milan and others also stood far away.

"Do you want to go sit on that boat?" Mozi looked at himself and saw that there were no red spots on his body, so he asked in a blink of an eye.

"Is that okay?" Mo Siyu was a little surprised. This seemed to be what she had been thinking about for a long time.

"Let's go." Mo Zishang took her hand and walked towards the shore under the pavilion.

Mo Siyu smiled, and the two came to the side of the boat.

"This Mulan boat is very cleverly built. If you don't love Mulan deeply, you won't be able to notice it." Mo Siyu sighed as soon as he saw the boat.

"Why do you like Mulan?" Mo Zishang asked while untying the reins of the boat.

"Because I have read "Li Sao" and I like the cold and aloof air that is not stained by the secular world." Mo Siyu replied with a smile while helping to untie the rope.

Mozi paused for a moment, "There are very few women who read this kind of political books."

"Come up." As he spoke, the rope was untied, and Mo Zishang jumped up first, reaching out to hold Mo Siyu.

Mo Siyu's steps were brisk and he immediately jumped up.

"It's really light." Mozi praised with a flash of cold eyes.

In fact, he already had a lot of question marks in his mind, but it wasn't time to ask yet.

"On the windy blue waves, with a trace of leisure in my heart, you stand on the bow of the boat, and I sit on the east bridge of the boat." Mo Siyu chanted lightly, closed his eyes, and felt the peace and tranquility.

"If we could plant a pond of lotus flowers between the blue waves, it might be more beautiful."

"Do you like lotus flowers?"

"I like flowers."

"Why do you love flowers so much?"

"Only because flowers have no desires or desires."

"No desires or desires?"

"Yes. No matter where it grows, even outside the wilderness or between cliffs, you can see the shadow of the flower. It will not stop blooming because no one appreciates it, nor will it change its nature because of the people who appreciate it.

Spring comes and goes, flowers bloom and fade, it is beautiful and fragrant only for itself. It does not insist on understanding, but only waits for people who understand it to explain it."

"If you really like it, you can write a flower language book in your spare time."

"That's exactly what the emperor said. How about calling it "The Interpretation of Flowers"?"

“Very good.”

Mo Zishang's eyes were shining with endless light, just like his deep eyes, which were unfathomable.

When Mo Siyu opened his eyes again, the boat had arrived at a small island in the middle of the lake. Although it was a small island, it was actually just a small mound of earth.

On the contrary, the smiling green leaves of the plant in the mountains add vitality to this lonely island.

Mo Siyu walked under the tree and looked up. It was twenty meters high. It had tangled roots and lush branches and leaves. Although it was past the flowering period, it was evergreen all year round.

"It seems to have a lot to say." Mo Siyu walked around the roots of the tree and said with deep feeling.

"Oh? Tell me, what did it tell you?" Mo Zishang smiled slightly and stared, as if she really thought she had a magical spell.

"It said that the flowers are blooming and withering here alone, and it is difficult to find remote sensing voices. It would be great if Your Majesty could often bring Xiu Yi over to sit down." After Mo Siyu finished speaking, he looked at Mo Zi with a smile and said.

Mo Zishang looked at her smiling face and was lost in thought for a moment. He seemed to see the concubine in his vague memory, or the wet nurse who always smiled. After a while, he transformed into Ning Caixi wearing purple clothes and smiling softly at him.

beauty.

"Did the Emperor acquiesce to this?" Mo Siyu suddenly asked again.

Mozi came back to his senses, walked closer to her, and kissed her forehead gently without answering.

"It's so nice here! It's quiet, quiet, and has a light fragrance. If the flowers are in bloom, it will be even more memorable." After Mo Siyu said with a smile, he spread his arms around the roots of the tree a little mischievously.

"Your Majesty, come and help me, I can't hold it alone." Mo Siyu asked with a smile, shaking his empty hands.

Mo Zishang shook his head, thought for a while, and finally spread out his hand, clasped it with Mo Siyu, and wrapped it around the smiling tree roots in the mountains.

This was the first time he truly hugged this big tree. It used to be so small that he could hug a few trees without any problem, but at that time he didn't dare.

Later, when he could hold an entire tree by himself, he retreated.

Now, he had the opportunity to hug the tree with the person he liked and smile at the mountain tree that was pregnant with infinite maternal longing. He was deeply grateful.

But in the blink of an eye, his eyes darkened again. Thinking of the death of his mother-in-law and the tragic death of his wet nurse, he felt that he was a sinner and a born lone star.

Thinking of this, he let go and said to Mo Siyu calmly: "It's a little cold here, go back."

"I would like to stay a little longer." Mo Siyu walked around the roots of the tree and walked to Mo Zishang's side, saying with some unfinished meaning.

"I'll bring you here next time." Mo Zishang said lightly, looking at her tenderly.

"Really?" Mo Siyu was a little happy.

"I never regret what I say." Mo Zishang said seriously.

Mo Siyu was a little startled. It seemed that he had heard this said before. Who was it?

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