That day, Ning Yujin only had half a bottle of wine, so she got tipsy.
People say that when you meet a close friend, a thousand cups are too little, but Ning Yujin didn't know that there could be such a talkative person in the world. After chatting with Duan Ming all over the world for a long time, she slowly returned to the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart.
At that time, the prince's wedding was over. I heard how grand and spectacular the scene was, how complicated and cumbersome the process was, and how beautiful the red wedding dress on the princess was.
After Ning Yujin heard so much, she just smiled and said nothing.
The palace is like a golden birdcage. No matter how gorgeous the people who come in are, they are just imprisoned birds. They will always be trapped under this magnificent appearance without any freedom.
Ning Yujin was only glad that she had escaped for half a day and did not waste time on that cold and emotionless wedding.
The first thing I did when I returned to Yangxin Hall was to check the body of Emperor Chengguang.
Thanks to the great blessings of Tathagata Buddha and the Jade Emperor, Emperor Chengguang showed no signs of deterioration after he came back. Originally, they were just preparing to let him survive for a day or two, but Ning Yujin estimated that this would last until
It is not impossible to celebrate the New Year.
As for how long it takes to wear braids after the Chinese New Year, it all depends on personal nature.
After giving some instructions to those who stayed in the palace, Ning Yujin returned to the small courtyard where she lived next to the Yangxin Palace.
But as soon as he entered the house, he was wrapped in a long arm and hugged tightly from behind.
Ning Yujin smelled the familiar scent behind her, her raised arms slowly dropped down, she put the silver needle between her fingers away again, tilted her head and leaned on his chest, enjoying this moment of tender commitment.
"Are you done?"
"Um."
"Then you are going back to Prince Ding's Mansion?"
The reason why Mo Jingxiao stayed in the palace was to prepare for the prince's wedding. Now that the wedding was over, he naturally had no excuse to stay in the palace anymore.
But with Emperor Chengguang's current situation, she definitely can't leave. So are the two of them destined to be separated for a while?
Mo Jingxiao put his hands around her waist, held her hands in his palms, rested his head on her neck, and breathed in the air with her faint fragrance.
"Maybe. If I want to stay, there are thousands of ways to do so."
"But, if you stay in the palace for such a long time, aren't you afraid of arousing suspicion?" Ning Yujin was extremely worried about this. What if Mo Ye saw some clues and discovered her identity?
what to do?
Mo Jingxiao reached out and rubbed Ning Yujin's head again, and said softly: "In the past, I often stayed in the palace overnight in order to handle official business. What's more, I am really busy during this time."
Ning Yujin was silent for a moment after hearing this. She knew that as a woman, she should not care about men's affairs, but she still couldn't help but said: "Axiao, sometimes, it is not a good thing to hold power too tightly. Chengguang said before
The emperor is seriously ill and asked you to assist the prince. It is understandable that you are busy. But half a year has passed and the prince should be able to handle government affairs with ease. You should stop when you should."
What's more, Emperor Chengguang also issued a secret edict saying that the prince was unworthy and that he, Mo Jingxiao, could replace him. Under such circumstances, how could the prince Mo Ye not feel worried?
It's only a matter of time before Emperor Chengguang dies, and it's also a matter of time for Mo Ye to board the plane. If Mo Jing is so powerful that he can cover the sky with one hand, Ning Yujin is really afraid that he will become the second Ao Bai.
"Well, don't worry, I will handle your matters." Mo Jingxiao didn't give a practical answer, he just gave it in an ambiguous sentence.
Ning Yujin believed that Mo Jingxiao must have some thoughts in his heart, and he was not the kind of person who was greedy for power. What's more, now that the big cancer of King Jingyang has been removed, it is the right time to let go now.
She didn't want to point fingers at Mo Jingxiao, she just trusted him wholeheartedly and believed that he could do everything well like Superman.
This feeling is just like when I was a child and blindly thought that my father was omnipotent.
But I have to say, this feeling is really good.
Seeing Ning Yujin and Mo Jingxiao hugging each other in the yard, Zisu really hid as far away as she could, so far away that Ning Yujin called her several times without answering.
In the end, Ning Yujin became discouraged. She puffed her cheeks and exhaled: "What should I do? I'm so hungry."
Only then did she feel that the prince's wedding was not all bad. At least the royal banquet should not be too bad. If she had known it, she would have gone to have a big meal and come back.
But what she didn't expect was that Mo Jingxiao took out a small oil paper bag from his sleeve and handed it to her hand: "Eat something first. I tasted it and it tasted pretty good, so I wrapped some for you."
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Ning Yujin believed that the food that could make Mo Jingxiao open his mouth was really good. She quickly opened the oil paper and when she saw the golden and soft pastry inside, she almost threw herself at Mo Jingxiao.
There was a "squeak" on his face.
I have to say that Mo Jingxiao's snack came at the perfect time. She had a little drink with Duan Ming at noon, but she really didn't have anything to eat.
But when it came to Duan Ming, Ning Yujin remembered something, and couldn't help but ask Mo Jingxiao while eating: "Axiao, do you know a piano player named Duan Ming?"
Originally, Ning Yujin only asked with the attitude of giving it a try, because Murong Xuan might be able to answer such a question, but when asked to Mo Jingxiao, he didn't even know how many nobles there were in Emperor Chengguang's harem.
Yes, do you still expect him to know a luthier?
But to Ning Yujin’s surprise, he still knew her!
"Duan Ming? Is that the number one piano player in Daye? Why did you suddenly ask about him?" Mo Jingxiao stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the snack crumbs from the corner of Ning Yujin's mouth with his fingertips, and narrowed his phoenix eyes.
, asked.
Ning Yujin didn't hide anything from Mo Jingxiao, so she told Mo Jingxiao everything about today's events, and finally said: "Tsk, to be honest, with his careless behavior, I
I really don’t dare to think of him as the number one luthier in Daye. But after listening to him talk about a few pieces of music, it’s really quite nice.”
As she said that, she turned to look at Mo Jingxiao and wanted to say something, but when she saw that his frown showed no signs of loosening, she couldn't help but asked with some worry: "What's wrong?"
"Duan Ming, it's better to have less contact with him." Mo Jingxiao said this after being depressed for a long time.
"Why!" It was not easy for her to have a friend she could talk to. He was also the number one piano player in Daye. When she went back to brag with a few little girls, she had a face. How could Mo Jingxiao say it so well in just one sentence?
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Mo Jingxiao reached out and hugged Ning Yujin, lowered his head and whispered to her: "I'm jealous, is this reason enough?"