82. She was sleeping, quiet

Lan Hui glanced at the stiff-faced man, and wanted to cry without tears in his heart, thinking about whether to help his young lady's body back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info however...... Ling Moxing stiffly turned his head to look at the woman who was sleeping more sweetly than just now on his shoulder, and was stunned to find that he didn't have the slightest rejection of her approach in his heart. Compared with throwing away the woman with ulterior motives mercilessly before, there will be a trace of satisfaction in his heart at this moment. After all, he still didn't throw her out of the carriage, frowning and stretching his shoulders to make her pillow more comfortable, Ling Moxing felt that he must have been evil.

Lan Hui's eyes widened, she was not mistaken, her eyes must still be alive, right?

"Well...... Prince Ling, Miss She ......" Lan Hui, who had been entangled for a long time, finally couldn't hold back his mouth, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he met his suddenly sinking gaze, his face froze, what's wrong...... What did she say wrong?

Ling Moxing glanced at her with a deep gaze, frowned and said softly, "She's sleeping, quiet." ”

Lan Hui subconsciously closed his mouth, widened his eyes and nodded. Ling Moxing retracted his gaze and looked at the woman on his shoulder, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to his usual composure, concentrating on studying the paperwork in his hand.

After Ji Lanyin learned the news of the success of the encirclement and suppression, her heart that had been anxious was finally settled, she waited at the gate of the mansion early, thinking of sharing this joy with him, His Royal Highness has always been indifferent, joy and anger are invisible, only when the big thing is successful, can he capture a little joy in his eyes, so that the ice and snow melt, the shining scenery is really amazing, I think she can witness that rare but extremely gorgeous scene tonight.

It didn't take long for the familiar carriage to appear in the field of vision, and she hurriedly took a few steps forward to greet her with joy on her face, but her heart was full of joy when she saw the scene in front of her, and the corners of her lips froze at the corner of her lips when she saw the scene in front of her. His Royal Highness, who had always been cold and did not allow any woman to approach at will, actually carried a woman out of the carriage! Could it be that the emperor rewarded His Highness with another woman because he was happy? His dim eyes paused when he caught a glimpse of the woman in his arms, and his face softened a lot, it turned out to be the lord of Qingning.

She was immediately relieved, and took a few steps forward and asked, "Your Highness, ...... the county lord?"

Ling Moxing immediately motioned for her to be quiet, looked at the woman who was still sleeping in her arms, and then calmed down and lowered her voice: "She's tired, don't talk." ”

After speaking, Ling Moxing hurriedly carried someone into the house, and his eyes did not stop on her.

Ji Lanyin watched him leave in a daze, although His Highness's steps were hurried, but the movements of his hands were steady and careful, for fear that one inappropriate would wake up the woman. She subconsciously clenched the handkerchief in her hand, even if she was the famous Qingning County Lord, she would not be treated differently according to His Royal Highness's temperament, but why this time? Could it be ...... Could it be that His Highness also likes her?

"Madam, it's cold outside late at night, so let's go into the house quickly. A fair-eyed maid beside her reminded softly.

Ji Lanyin didn't hear it, stood on the steps and looked at the empty street, and muttered: "Broken branches, you said it will rain tomorrow?"

The maid named Broken Branches looked at the night sky, which was so clear that there was not a single dark cloud, and replied softly, "No, tomorrow must be a sunny day, ma'am." ”

"Really, then why do I feel so cold?" Ji Lanyin's gaze suddenly drifted, and her voice was full of helplessness and desolation. After she married the crown prince as a side concubine, she saw too many excellent women admiring him, but His Royal Highness never put it in his eyes, and respecting her like a guest was just obeying the holy decree. She is the only one in the prince's mansion for so many years, and she has tried her best to take care of the housekeeping in the mansion, just in exchange for his more attention, and she can have a place for her in her heart, but she ...... Her thoughts were nothing more than wishful thinking, and she still couldn't avoid wishful thinking like those women.

"Madame......" Zhizhi sighed slightly, stepped forward to help her go inside, and persuaded her politely, "It's dark, and when it's the most cranky, Madame should rest quickly." Tomorrow is a new day, and there are still many things waiting for Madame to take care of in the house......"

Ling Moxing strode to her courtyard with a large number of people, carefully placed her on the couch, Lan Hui glanced at her and lowered her voice and said, "Thank you Prince Ling for taking care of my young lady like this, then Lan Hui will take care of herself, please go back and rest early." ”

Ling Moxing, who originally wanted to brush the hair on the cheeks of the woman, heard Lan Hui's words, and his hand hanging in the air suddenly retracted as if he was electrocuted, he got up in a panic, nodded at Lan Hui and strode away.

Lan Hui's heart was transparent, and he shook his head when he looked at the figure fleeing in a hurry, he was a hopeless person again...... Take a few steps forward to remove the hairpin for the woman, straighten her hair, and cover it with a brocade quilt. Looking at the sleeping woman, he sighed and walked aside to extinguish the candle.

It was night, and the study on the prince's mansion was brightly lit.

An Ning slept well, and when she woke up, she felt refreshed, and after eating, she routinely entered the palace to take blood, and now her most important task is this, and she doesn't care about the rest. By the time the blood had been raised, she had been wandering around the market or nestling in the courtyard every day, studying the cure. Ling Moxing appeared in front of her very few times, every time she came and went in a hurry, I don't know what she was busy with, but An Ning didn't bother to care, she was waiting to return to the imperial kingdom as soon as possible after the queen was cured, and I don't know what happened to that stubborn young man after so long.

When the blood was raised and she could do it, Ling Moxing, who had not appeared for a long time, waited in her courtyard early, looking at the scenery in the courtyard with a slightly misty gaze, he had not set foot here for a long time, and when he saw her, he was just a few words, he was not busy with official business, but ...... Just avoiding her.

That night he locked himself in his study and thought about it all night, and the result of the sleepless night was that he found that his state of mind towards the woman had quietly changed, and he seemed to care about her a little...... His eyes were always on her involuntarily, and he began to care about everything about her, and he couldn't accept this fact, obviously he had sworn that he would never like Emperor Anning.

So he began to avoid her, trying to avoid meeting with her, but now that he was standing here, standing in a place where she was merely presence, he began to miss her uncontrollably, wondering if she was doing well in this house, and what she would do when he was away...... A series of questions about her struck him like a tidal wave the moment he stepped in, striking a line of defenses that were already on the verge of collapse.

Thinking that he Ling Moxing is alone, thinks very highly of himself, and has not been tempted by any woman for twenty-six years, but in this twenty-six years, he has folded on Huang Anning's body.