She chatted with Queen Mother Zhou until dusk, and was almost left to have dinner. Thinking that Mo Jingxiao was still waiting for her, Ning Yujin immediately waved her hand and rejected Queen Mother Zhou's kindness.
Empress Dowager Zhou pursed her lips and smiled softly: "It's almost dark now. You're not familiar with the palace roads. I'll have someone take you there."
When Ning Yujin heard this, she thought it was a good idea: "Then it will trouble the Queen Mother."
"Ziyu, take the third lady to the Luoting Hall." Queen Mother Zhou waved to the little palace maid who had brought Ning Yujin just now, and saw her walking over with a smile on her face, and responded with "Hey".
After Ning Yujin said goodbye to Queen Mother Zhou, she was led out by Ziyu and headed to Luoting Hall.
On the way, Ziyu seemed to be possessed by Xiangqiao, chattering non-stop. However, what she said the most was one sentence: "Thank you so much, Miss San. The Queen Mother is so happy today. She
I haven’t spoken so much to anyone for a long time.”
Ning Yujin smiled and said: "Maybe it's because the Queen Mother and I are more compatible. Besides, the Queen Mother chants Buddha all the year round, so how can she have time to talk so much with others every day?"
But Ziyu shook her head, and her excited face suddenly lost its expression: "That's Miss Third. You don't know. The Queen Mother usually rarely speaks. Sometimes Shoukang Palace doesn't hear a word for a whole day. Even if you don't know, the Queen Mother rarely speaks.
It's the emperor who comes here, and most of the time he asks for greetings in the outer hall and then goes back. Only when His Highness Prince Ding comes over does she show a little smile, but nothing like today."
"Really?" Ning Yujin thought about how she had such a good talk with the Queen Mother Zhou today, and thought she should be like this, but it turns out that what she looks like today is a special case?
"So Third Miss," Ziyu suddenly stepped forward quickly, stopped in front of Ning Yujin, and said with great sincerity, "my slave, can you please come to Shoukang Palace more often in the future?"
"Of course this is no problem." Ning Yujin didn't think it was a big deal and nodded immediately.
Not to mention that she and Empress Dowager Zhou were already in love with each other. Furthermore, Empress Dowager Zhou had watched Mo Jingxiao grow up. When he talked about the embarrassing things he did when he was a child, she was so cute that she listened.
Moreover, Mo Jingxiao's final instruction to her today, "Talk well to the Queen Mother," was probably because he hoped that she could relieve the Queen Mother's loneliness.
"Thank you so much. I'm so speechless. I don't even know what to say."
Ning Yujin saw Ziyu's excited look and couldn't help but reached out and patted her shoulder: "If you don't know what to say, don't say it. You'd better take me to Luoting Palace as soon as possible. Prince Ding is still waiting for me."
"Yes, yes, look at me, I almost forgot about business."
Ziyu quickly took Ning Yujin to the Luoting Palace. As soon as he reached the entrance of the palace, he saw the tall and straight figure of Mo Jingxiao.
He leaned against the red pillars in the corridor at the door. The lanterns hanging in the palace revealed an orange light, which lightly cast a layer of light on his side face. The angular contours polished by the wind and frost were here.
At times it seemed a bit softer.
His posture is reclining, his ink robe is flowing, and looking from a distance, he looks like a statue, calm, restrained, and calm.
Ning Yujin couldn't see the expression on his face, but the first time she looked at him, she felt that he was smiling at her in the backlight, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing an indescribable grace.
Seeing this, Ziyu smiled wisely and said, "Third Miss, I will go back first."
"Yeah." Ning Yujin didn't care about Ziyu, and walked away happily and ran straight to Mo Jingxiao.
"Axiao." She raised her head and smiled at him, squinting her eyes to reveal bright white teeth.
Mo Jingxiao held her in his arms with one hand and rubbed her chubby face with the other hand: "What did you talk about with the Queen Mother? Are you so happy?"
Ning Yujin smiled "hehe", glanced at Mo Jingxiao's face, and gloated in his ear: "Let's talk about your childhood."
Mo Jingxiao stretched out his hand and pulled her out: "Let's go back to the house."
Ning Yujin said with a smile: "Hey, don't be like this. It's so bad to change the subject. I heard that you used to be quite young and mature. When you were three or four years old, you were like an old man. When people tease you with toys, you still say
You are naive, huh?"
Mo Jingxiao didn't speak or refute, and let Ning Yujin speak.
Ning Yujin said this as if he was addicted, and kept talking all the way: "I heard that you made the Grand Scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion angry when you were enlightened? It seemed that you were asking him if he knew that his youngest son was not
His biological child? How do you know this?"
Ning Yujin was quite curious about this matter when she heard what Empress Dowager Zhou said. The official statement at the time was that Mo Jingxiao was born with the ability to read people's faces, and he could tell at a glance if someone had any malicious intent.
I heard that many people were walking around him at that time.
Mo Jingxiao explained this: "At that time, when he lost to me in a fight, he said that there was a very powerful guard at home, and he wanted him to beat me until I got rid of my teeth. I was wondering why he didn't ask Mr. Cheng
I complained and asked one of the guards to beat me up. Mr. Cheng was almost seventy years old at that time, and it is always strange to get a son at an old age. I tried to use words to test it, and it was easy to get the truth."
Ning Yujin immediately shook her head and sighed: "Oh my god, you understand this at such a young age, no wonder..."
Such a monster now.
But she didn't dare to say the last half of the sentence, and silently recollected it in her heart, wanting to laugh again.
Mo Jingxiao lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Aren't you the same? When you were ten years old, you were selling prescriptions to raise funds to open a pharmacy, but a harem woman has medical skills that the entire hospital can't match. What does this mean?"
"My situation is different from yours..." Ning Yujin suddenly stopped talking, turned her head and looked at Mo Jingxiao, and said nothing.
Mo Jingxiao's eyebrows gathered together and he asked: "Why is it different?"
Of course it's different. We are modern people after all, carrying with us the memories of more than twenty years in our previous life. When we were ten years old, we were equivalent to living for more than thirty years. We have thoughts, experience, and skills. Of course
You can open a pharmacy.
But not Mo Jingxiao. He grew up in this era, and he grew up in this era from generation to generation...
Ning Yujin was just thinking about it when her head suddenly got stuck.
After a blink of an eye, she came back to her senses, and a new idea came to her mind - you said how many children as young as three or four years old are young and mature, then could Mo Jingxiao be from somewhere else like her?
Bar?
She couldn't help but leaned over and asked him: "Axiao, do you have a past life? Or, do you have other memories in your mind?"
"What are you talking about?" Mo Jingxiao reached out and rubbed her head to prevent her from thinking about these things.
Ning Yujin couldn't help but reached out and pinched Mo Jingxiao's face, and murmured in a low voice: "It seems that it is different from the second-rate processing like us. This guy is a pure natural monster."
Mo Jingxiao sighed and looked at her speechlessly.
Ning Yujin suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly reached out to seal her mouth - what just happened? Did she say everything she was thinking?