The county lord of Jiuning did not talk about the conditions, saying that you must do what to give you the position of this concubine, but said: "I just don't know, you are now Miss Hanmoyu's person, if His Royal Highness Changyu asks you by name, okay?"

Xue Ling'er knew Fu Changyu's status in the Han Mansion, even if he was no longer from the Han Mansion, he still spoke in the Han Mansion. Le-Wen-So, she nodded hurriedly and said, "No problem, as long as the Young Master is willing to ask for me, Mrs. Han will definitely give me to the Young Master Yu." ”

"What about Hanmo?" asked the county lord of Jiuning, "what if she is unwilling to let you go?"

Xue Ling'er hurriedly said: "As long as it is the person that Young Master Yu wants, Miss Han Moyu will definitely agree!"

The county lord of Jiuning was a little unhappy on his face, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "So, Miss Moyu has responded to His Royal Highness's needs?"

Xue Ling'er nodded hurriedly.

The county lord of Jiuning's face turned white for a while, and then blue for a while, she bit her lip for a long time before she asked Xue Ling'er with a pleasant face: "I heard that your Miss Moyu has been staying at home and refusing to go out for the past few days, right?"

"Yes. Xue Ling'er nodded. The maid Linglong muttered beside her: "I have done such immoral things, do you still have the face to come out to meet people? If I were to be killed, I would have been killed by my head." The county lord of Jiuning glared at Linglong, and Linglong closed her mouth in amusement.

"If Miss Moyu is always in the room and doesn't come out, it's easy for something to happen. You better persuade your young lady to make her want to open up a little. When you go out shopping, you're always in a better mood. The flowers were blooming outside, and she was breathing in the fresh air, and maybe she would soon forget about it. The lord of Jiuning said.

Xue Ling'er then remembered that it was about to be the Qingming Festival, and in the days of the Qingming Festival, no matter how noble the boudoir girl was, she would be accompanied by domestic servants to go out to the wilderness to play, which was not considered to be beyond etiquette.

"The Xiangji Temple outside the city is also a good place to relax. Xiangji Temple is built at the foot of the mountain, and the scenery along the way is very elegant, and if you worship the Buddha, you may be able to make Miss Moyu's mood a little better. The lord of Jiuning said.

Xue Ling'er thought, maybe Miss Mo Yu really needs to go to the temple to relax. It is better to make a wish to the Buddha or complain about his grievances than to keep it in his heart. She didn't know whether the county lord of Jiuning had a good heart or a bad heart, but if the county lord of Jiuning wanted to remind Miss Han Moyu about this and induce her to see through the red dust, it would be her mistake. Xue Ling'er understands better than anyone that Miss Han Moyu loves someone so much in her heart, how can the fate of the dust be exhausted. So, she already had a score in her heart, and she was going to persuade Miss Moyu to go on an outing when she went back.

The two chatted for a long time before the county lord of Jiuning sent Xue Ling'er out, with a reluctant expression. Xue Ling'er knew that it was impossible for the county lord of Jiuning to really be called a sister and sister to a subordinate like herself, but if she could do everything according to the wishes of the county lord of Jiuning, maybe it would be okay to be a concubine.

After all, although she is beautiful, she is quite decent, and she is more of the heart of the county lord of Jiuning than those beauties sent by others in the Fu Chang Imperial Mansion. Therefore, she said goodbye, led the two maidservants out of the silk shop happily, got into the carriage, and walked towards the cold mansion.

Xue Ling'er felt that she might have thought too much, how could the Lord of Jiuning want Miss Hanmo Yu to convert to Buddhism? If that was the case, she should go to the nunnery, not the temple where the monk lived, right? When Xue Ling'er thought about it, she felt that she was too careful.

In addition, a big temple like Xiangji Temple, it must be the peak of incense during the Qingming Festival, and there must be an endless stream of people coming and going, and there is nothing to worry about. So, she told Shen Zhongan her thoughts, and Shen Zhongan felt that it would be good to take advantage of this opportunity to let Han Moyu go out to relax, so he agreed, and invited Mrs. Han.

Mrs. Han didn't say much, but just ordered Shen Zhong'an to bring a few more servants and maidservants, and carry them up and down the mountain in a soft sedan chair, so as not to let Miss Han Moyu show too much at this time.

Shen Zhongan arranged the sedan chair man, and the careful Xue Ling'er also made a hat with a white veil by herself, planning to wear it for Miss Hanmo Yu on the day she set out. However, everything was ready, but Miss Hanmo didn't want to go. She was still asleep in her bed, her hair disheveled, and she looked very haggard. Xue Ling'er persuaded outside the gauze tent for a long time, and said, "Miss Moyu, you can't just stay in bed like this for the rest of your life, can you?"

Han Moyu turned his head, covered his head with the quilt, and still refused to answer.

"Miss Moyu, don't you like His Royal Highness Changyu in your heart? Now, your background has been clarified, you are the adopted daughter of the Han Mansion, and His Royal Highness the Long Palace is no longer from the Han Mansion, but has become a prince, in this way, there is no obstacle between the two of you, you should be happy!"

Xue Ling'er was still silent when she saw Han Moyu, and said: "Miss Moyu, listen to me, women always have to get married, and this kind of thing happened between you and His Royal Highness Changyu, although it is not very good, but it gives you the best chance to marry into the royal family." Forced by the discussion outside, the emperor can't let the Hanfu be so faceless, right? In my opinion, it is only a matter of time before the emperor decrees marriage. When the time comes, His Royal Highness Changyu will use eight sedan chairs to marry the media, and it will be too late for everyone to envy him, who will say anything? So, don't be too anxious, just wait for the good news. ”

"Miss Moyu, the weather has been very good these days, it is a good time to go out to play, the slave and maid will accompany you out for a walk, right? I heard that there is a wishing tree in Xiangji Temple, which has grown for a thousand years, it is very spiritual, let's go and make a wish?" Xue Ling'er said on the side, "Maybe if you make a wish, your wish will come true immediately." ”

Han Moyu opened his eyes. Wishing Tree?Hehe, what more could she wish? Even if she had, what answer could God give her? Her reputation had been tarnished, but Fu Changyu had not asked the emperor for a marriage, and she did not understand what he was thinking. Perhaps, in his eyes, she is like those dancing girls sent by others around him, so insignificant.

These days, Han Moyu hid in the room and refused to go out, shame was the first place, but later, Fu Changyu never came to see her, making her feel that she was being played with, and sadness gradually occupied her heart, making her sad and unable to breathe. Who made her so stupid, everyone else believed everything! Especially for that person, she had no resistance at all! She hated herself a little.

"Okay, let's go make a wish. Han Moyu got up from the bed and sat on the edge of the bed: "Ling'er, help me freshen up." Let's go today. Her hair was unkempt and her clothes were crumpled. Between the eyebrows and eyes, the tears have not yet dried.