It's the whirling moon shadow again, the soft grass again, and the two figures entangled together.
One red, one purple, lingering for a long time under the orange-yellow moonlight, joining in enthusiastically, overflowing with passion.
The tip of my nose is filled with the faint scent of grass, and the sound of trickling water flows in my ears. Everything is so real and clear.
"Ling'er, I like you." It was a voice full of warmth, whirling and circling in her ears, and did not dissipate for a long time.
Hu Ling'er's face was pale, as if she was trapped in some kind of nightmare, her body was squirming uneasily, and her face was covered with sweat, which made Zhou Qingrou feel distressed.
"Master, what happened to this child?" Zhou Qingrou asked worriedly while wiping Hu Ling'er's sweat.
"Hey, what a miserable child." Mu Qihua sighed deeply, stroked his forehead and said, "I thought that by making her our daughter, we would be able to give her happiness, but unexpectedly..."
Mu Qihua slumped down on the chair and said no more.
Zhou Qingrou said anxiously: "Master, why did the emperor immediately grant us a marriage when we came back last night? And the doctor just said that Ling'er... what should we do?"
Mu Qihua was silent for a moment, and then said: "The marriage grant is not surprising. What is strange is why Ling'er was given to King Han? Although the emperor was able to seize the throne and he made great contributions, no matter how you say it,
He is just a prince with a foreign surname, in name only. But why does the emperor want him to marry me, the Right Prime Minister, now? Doesn't this increase his real power in the court? "
"Political matters are your men's, I don't care. I just hope that Ling'er won't be harmed. Let's not say whether she will fall in love with the sick King Han. Even if she does, she will not be harmed now.
You must never marry her."
As she spoke, Zhou Qingrou gently stroked Hu Ling'er's face, and said with pity: "Poor child, what happened to you? You were injured and lost your memory, and you were living in a bandit's den. Now you don't even know your own body.
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"But now that the imperial edict has been issued, if we resist the edict, it will be a serious crime that will implicate the nine clans." Mu Qihua's voice was very weak.
If he had known that something like this would happen, he would rather let her stay in that cottage, where at least she would be safe.
Zhou Qingrou lowered her head in silence. She naturally knew the consequences of resisting the decree. Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she raised her head again and said: "Master, anyway, the person who was granted the marriage in the emperor's decree is Wan'er, so let's go
Tell the emperor the truth, just say that Wan'er has met with misfortune halfway, and now Ling'er is our adopted daughter, so this doesn't count as disobedience, right?
Mu Qihua glanced at her with a wry smile, and then shook his head: "I have thought of this a long time ago, but Wan'er has left home since she was a child, and no one here has seen her. And yesterday on the street,
I personally called her daughter, but now it has spread outside. If we say now that this is not Wan'er, but our adopted daughter Ling'er, do you think the emperor will believe it? The world only thinks that this is because we are unwilling to accept it.
Arguments for marriage."
"Then what should we do?" The light on Zhou Qingrou's face went out again, she turned to look at Hu Ling'er, who was still unconscious, and murmured: "This child suddenly fell into coma after hearing the news of the marriage. He must have been stimulated.
, maybe she remembered something? Master, there must be someone in Ling'er's heart, otherwise she wouldn't... Master, we adopted her as our adopted daughter to give her happiness, not to drag her into a pit of fire."
"Hey, I don't know what you said, it's just..."
"Xia Yihan..." At this moment, a weak murmur came from Hu Ling'er's mouth. The voice was so soft that even Zhou Qingrou, who was sitting next to her, didn't hear it clearly.
"Ling'er, are you awake?" Zhou Qingrou leaned down and saw Hu Ling'er slowly opening her eyes.
Hu Ling'er's eyes were blurred. After being stunned for a long time, she finally saw the two people who were looking at her worriedly, "I...what happened to me?"
The couple looked at each other, and Mu Qihua shook his head slightly at Zhou Qingrou, who immediately understood and quickly took her hand and said: "Ling'er, it's okay. Maybe I was too tired from traveling yesterday and didn't sleep at night.
Okay, that’s why I’m mentally depressed.”
Hu Ling'er stroked her forehead and suddenly remembered the scene before she fell into coma. She raised her head and asked Mu Qihua: "Dad, is this Prince Han a blind man?"
"Do you know him?" Mu Qihua was shocked.
"Sure enough, it's him..." Hu Ling'er didn't answer, just whispered, "Is his name Xia Yihan?"
"Yes, Xia Yihan is the prince with a foreign surname newly granted by the emperor a month ago." Mu Qihua explained to Hu Ling'er, the astonishment in his eyes became more and more serious.
Does she really know this Xia Yihan? Or is she remembering something?
Mu Qihua was thinking this, but Zhou Qingrou didn't see it, and just said anxiously: "Ling'er, mother knows that you don't want this sudden marriage, and not to mention that King Han is frail and sick, and he also has eye problems, mother also
I don’t want you to get into this muddy water, so..."
Looking back at Mu Qihua, Zhou Qingrou gritted her teeth and said, "Ling'er, you can go back to the village tomorrow and leave the affairs here to us."
Mu Qihua gave his wife a slightly reproachful look, but didn't say anything, so he acquiesced.
Although Hu Ling'er didn't understand the royal officialdom, she vaguely understood that the consequences of disobeying the imperial edict would be serious.
Are they trying to resist the order to protect her?
Hu Ling'er's eyes suddenly became moist.
This series of changes happened too quickly. First, she became the prime minister's adopted daughter by accident, and now she was inexplicably given a hand in marriage to Prince Han.
But if King Nahan is really the man who has a deal with her, then things will be easier to handle.
Others may not know, but she knows that the person he loves is the woman named Hu Ling'er.
Therefore, he will never agree to this marriage.
And once she reveals her identity to him, he will be even less likely to marry her.
Thinking of this, Hu Ling'er's expression immediately relaxed. She patted Zhou Qingrou's hand and said with a smile: "Mom, dad, don't worry, I have a way to solve this marriage."
Zhou Qingrou wanted to ask more questions, but was stopped by Mu Qihua's eyes. He knew that this daughter must be very capable, otherwise she would not be able to command so many bandits.
After a pause, Hu Ling'er continued: "However, I may not be able to return to the village for the time being. I will go back after this matter is resolved."
"Okay." Mu Qihua nodded, "Ling'er, dad, as long as you remember, no matter what happens, you are my daughter, Mu Qihua. Even if you risk my life, dad will protect you."
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A promise and an oath warmed Hu Ling'er's heart and made her eyes wet.
For such a pair of parents, even if you really marry someone you don't know, so what?
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