After letting Fuquan, who had been waiting at the gate of the hall, go in to serve Yan Wenhao, Mu Ziling was about to turn around and leave. His mind is very confused now, and he just wants to be alone and quiet.

Just after walking a few steps, Mu Ziling raised his head and saw Imperial Doctor Pei standing under the corridor looking up to admire the flowers, he paused, stopped and thought about it, and then turned his feet and walked towards the other party.

Seeing Mu Ziling coming, Imperial Doctor Pei was not surprised at all, he raised his hand, saluted Mu Ziling, and said respectfully: "I've seen the princess." ”

Mu Ziling stretched out his hand to help him: "Imperial Doctor Pei doesn't need to be polite. ”

Stroking his long beard, Imperial Physician Pei looked at him for a while, and asked with a smile: "The princess is here, but I want to ask His Royal Highness about his current physical condition?" ”

"Yes."

Although Mu Ziling's face was expressionless, there was a hint of concern in his eyes, and when he heard this, he nodded and agreed with his words.

Looking at his expression, seeing that he was really worried about Yan Wenhao, Imperial Doctor Pei smiled with relief, "Don't worry, Your Highness's condition will not recur." ”

After a pause, he continued: "It's just that His Royal Highness has been ill for several years, even though he has recovered now, his body is still very weak, and he still needs to recuperate. ”

Nodding clearly, Mu Ziling's expression was solemn, "I know." ”

Imperial Doctor Pei smiled, and then talked to Mu Ziling about other matters that need to be paid attention to in taking care of Yan Wenhao, Mu Ziling listened carefully, and when he encountered doubts, he would occasionally interrupt him and ask his own questions, and Imperial Doctor Pei was also patient and answered them for him one by one.

Explain everything clearly, Imperial Doctor Pei smiled, he made a gesture to Mu Ziling, and then retreated first.

Seeing off Imperial Doctor Pei, Duoduo saw that Mu Ziling did not return to the main hall, but walked straight forward along this corridor, so he couldn't help but ask, "Princess, aren't you going back?" ”

Mu Ziling didn't answer, just shook his head and showed his attitude.

He still needs a little bit of time to really calm himself down.

Along this corridor, Mu Ziling walked slowly to the study, he pushed the door and walked in, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the painting he had made before hanging on the wall.

Staring intently at the painting, Mu Ziling looked at what he had painted, the person who was about to ride the wind and waves and pursue the sea and the sky, he looked at it for a long time, until the dazedness and helplessness in his eyes faded little by little, and became more and more determined-

After this, this is what he is pursuing!

As for Yan Wenhao, it was never in his plan.

- Since it was doomed to be impossible between him and Yan Wenhao from beginning to end, why did he continue to worry about it and be at a loss?

What's more, at this time, Yan Wenhao has already recovered, so he no longer needs to stay in the palace.

As long as he persists for a while, he will be able to let go, and he will be free from now on!

In this way, Mu Ziling told himself over and over again in his heart, as if he said too much, it would become a fact.

Forcing himself to suppress the feelings in his heart, Mu Ziling's expression was light, he walked to the sandalwood table, spread out a piece of white rice paper, picked up a pen, and his eyes slowly calmed down.

Next to his fair-skinned wrist, there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Mu Ziling bent down slightly, holding the pen in his hand, concentrating on painting, which would make him not have to think about anything else for the time being.

Seeing him painting quietly, Duoduo lowered his head and stood quietly aside, waiting quietly, the study at this time was silent, as if isolated from the world.

Soon, an hour passed.

In the middle of the day, Mu Ziling, who was still immersed in painting and had no intention of going back to the main hall, couldn't help but take a step forward and reminded loudly: "Princess, it's already noon." ”

Hearing this, Mu Ziling stopped his pen, glanced out the window, and muttered in a low voice: "It's noon so soon......"

After pondering for a moment, remembering that every day, Yan Wenhao would always wait until he went over before starting to eat, so Mu Ziling pursed his lips, put down the pen in his hand, lowered his head and straightened out the wide sleeves stained with a little ink, and turned his head to Duo and said, "Go back." ”

"Yes."

Glancing at the sandalwood table, Duoduo quickly withdrew his gaze, he bowed and asked, "Do you need a servant to send the painting to be framed?" ”

"Not necessarily."

Mu Ziling looked downward, looking at the pavilion he had just painted, and the two figures sitting in the pavilion, and suddenly, he suddenly stretched out his hand, picked up the paper on the sandalwood table, and wanted to tear it up, but whenever he wanted to exert force, he would always pause.

No matter what, he couldn't get his hands on it.

Lowering his head, Mu Ziling stared at the painting on the paper for a long time, his expression changed several times, and finally he was reluctant, so he could only sigh helplessly, and then put it away.

After putting away the painting, his expression was already as normal, and he looked at the diversity again, and he said lightly: "Let's go." ”

"Yes."

Putting in all the scenes just now, Duoduo didn't raise any questions, at this time, he listened to the words, and obediently followed behind Mu Ziling and left the study with him.

As soon as the two of them walked through the archway, they met Yan Wenhao who was walking towards them, and when they saw him, Mu Ziling's eyes flashed, and then stopped.

"Humility."

Seeing Mu Ziling, Yan Wenhao's eyes lit up, and he walked quickly to Mu Ziling, as usual, wanting to take Mu Ziling's hand, but this time, Mu Ziling was no longer like before, letting him hold it at will, but moved slightly, sideways to avoid his outstretched hand.

Yan Wenhao's smile froze, and then he showed a little helplessness, he first looked down at his empty hand, and then raised his head and looked at Mu Ziling, his expression was stunned, and his face was full of faint sadness and incomprehension.

With great astringency in his heart, Mu Ziling tried his best to look away, and then pretended to be calm and said, "Your Highness, it's already noon, you should go back to dinner." With that, he crossed Yan Wenhao and walked straight forward.

Seeing that Mu Ziling didn't look back, Yan Wenhao's expression was slightly dark, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed Mu Ziling's hand, and forced him to stop, "I've already asked someone to bring lunch here, stay humbly and eat with me." ”

His tone was full of hope, and a pair of eyes also looked at Mu Ziling persistently.

Turning his head, when he met Yan Wenhao's eyes full of his own figure, Mu Ziling couldn't help but move in his heart, after all, he couldn't harden his heart, he nodded his head and said softly: "Okay, I'll accompany you." ”

When Yan Wenhao heard this, his eyes lit up, and the smile on his face was as bright as the warm sun.

******

After lunch, the stiff and estranged atmosphere between Mu Ziling and Yan Wenhao was not alleviated in the slightest.

Fuquan and Duoduo had already retreated to the door to wait, and now there were only two of them left in the study.

They were silent for a long time, and finally, Mu Ziling hesitated and spoke first, "Your Highness, why did you invite me to the study yesterday?" ”

His original intention was just to use this question to break this relatively wordless silence, but when he heard the question, Yan Wenhao was stunned.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling blinked, looking very puzzled: "Your Highness? ”

Reacting, Yan Wenhao raised his eyes and looked at Mu Ziling intently, he had repeatedly deduced the situation and words in his heart hundreds of times last night, but he couldn't say anything.

He didn't dare.

At this moment, Mu Ziling just found that he was moved by him, so he tried every means to distance himself, if he let him know his deception and calculations again, he didn't know what would become of him in the end......

He was really scared.

Cliffs in front, tigers in the back...... Caught in such a dilemma, for the first time, he was so confused that he couldn't find a solution, and he didn't know what to do.

There was a hint of resignation in his heart, and he thought, maybe wait a while?

It's just that this thought just rose, and Xie Jingyu's previous words sounded in his ears again-

That sentence was like an alarm bell, ringing on Yan Wenhao's head from time to time, even though he didn't want to admit it at all, but Xie Jingyu was indeed right.

-- The longer it drags on, the more damage it will do.

His mind became heavier and heavier, Yan Wenhao raised his head, and after meeting Mu Ziling's puzzled gaze, he couldn't help but smile miserably, and there was only a gloomy piece left in his heart, and he couldn't find any light anymore.

Yan Wenhao actually knew that the situation could be as bad as it could be, and the worst thing was that he did his best to debunk the plan he had planned for so many years, and he was exposed to people in advance.

In other words, once the matter is exposed, it means that his years of forbearance and the pain he has endured over the years will be in vain, and there will be no meaning.

But if this can be exchanged for Mu Ziling in the future, even if there is only a little relief or forgiveness, he is willing to give it a try.

Because, I don't know when, he already likes Mu Ziling so much, so much.

Yan Wenhao once didn't believe in feelings, he only felt ridiculous, and even laughed out loud.

He has never liked a person, nor has he tried to put people in his heart, but when Mu Ziling appeared, when he was attracted and had a deep attachment, he suddenly found that it was such a beautiful experience to have a person in his heart...... If he can also be put in his heart by the other party, perhaps, he will be so happy that he is overwhelmed.

Making a decision again, Yan Wenhao returned his gaze to Mu Ziling, only determination was left in his eyes, his voice was extremely dry, and his voice was also a little trembling: "Modesty, I want to confess one thing to you." ”

Looking at Yan Wenhao's current appearance, Mu Ziling instinctively had a very bad premonition in his heart, and his fingertips trembled slightly, as if to remind him not to listen to the words behind.

"What are you going to say?" He heard himself ask.

Suddenly laughing, Yan Wenhao didn't answer, but stood up, walked around the round table, walked to his side and sat down, and then regardless of his objections, he took his hand and held it tightly.

"Shhhhh......h ”

Looking at Yan Wenhao's expression at this time, Mu Ziling couldn't help frowning, he forcibly suppressed the uneasiness that was surging in his heart, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled reluctantly: "I'm a little uncomfortable, Your Highness, can you talk about it next time?" ”

"Not good." Shaking his head, Yan Wenhao raised a hand, gently touched his cheek, and then leaned up again, kissed the corner of his mouth, and there was deep affection in his eyes: "If you don't say it at this time, I'm afraid, if you know it in the future, you really won't forgive me......"