"Great joy, great joy, Miss, Miss is very happy..."The quiet and peaceful atmosphere, a crisp and cheerful voice, woke up Mo Youyuan, who was enjoying a good night's sleep.

opened her worried eyes, lifted the pink and purple curtains, put on embroidered shoes, stretched her waist and snorted, opened the door and looked at the beautiful little girl with a happy face, Mo Youyuan muttered and asked, "What kind of joy?" Disturbing dreams. ”

The tone is inevitably a little complaining. This little girl is the only one who has served Mo Youyuan for more than a year, her name is Yanxiang, although she is only fourteen years old, she is very dexterous, there are several rooms inside and outside this Sumei Pavilion, and she is all thanks to her on weekdays, and other people are not allowed to enter Sumei Pavilion, so the unwritten rules have lasted for more than ten years in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and it is forbidden to talk about this third lady in the house.

Mo Youyuan rarely goes out of Sumei Pavilion, and occasionally when she goes out of the mansion, she wears a silk scarf and does not show her true face, and the backyard is also some distance from the front yard, so except for a few people who serve the heroine closely, other people in the Prime Minister's Mansion don't know what the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion looks like, let alone the people outside.

Yanxiang is lively and cheerful, and she is also clever, she has won Mo Youyuan's heart, and the Fang family also likes her very much, and only ordered her to keep silent if anyone inquires about Mo Youyuan, Yanxiang is a smart girl, don't ask what she shouldn't ask, don't say what she shouldn't say, with her ability to do these two things, it is enough to be qualified to stay by Mo Youyuan's side and serve.

In private, the master and servant were a lot more casual, Yanxiang turned her head to look at the somewhat dazzling sunlight and said: "My young lady, it's more than three poles a day now, and it's still early in the morning..."

After muttering a few sentences, remembering that he heard the discussion of the people in the house this morning, the inkstone thief approached Mo Youyuan's ear and said: "Miss, the slave maid listened to the discussion of the people this morning, saying that the emperor issued a holy decree in the morning yesterday, which is related to our Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

Originally, Mo Youyuan didn't care too much, but when she heard that it was related to her own family, she patted the inkstone and said angrily: "Dead girl, what is the sale, is it good or bad in the holy decree?" ”

Yanxiang smiled and said, "Didn't the slave just say it?" Great joy, happy event"

"Big joy? What can be the happy event? ”

The young lady's stunned appearance was really cute, and Yanxiang no longer played dumb riddles with her, and said softly: "This holy decree says that Mo Youyuan, the concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, is worthy of King Li as the concubine, and she will choose an auspicious day to complete the marriage." ”

"What?"

Mo Youyuan seemed to have been stepped on by the tail, and suddenly screamed, so frightened that Yanxiang trembled, and looked at Mo Youyuan who seemed to be frightened for some reason, her eyes widened, her chest rose and fell violently, Yanxiang hurriedly gave her a smooth breath and said: "Miss, don't be nervous, don't be nervous... This is a good thing, there are so many princes in the emperor, and the only one who loves him the most is King Li, and I don't know how many women in the entire Qin Zhao Kingdom dream of marrying him. Although King Li's leg is crippled and can only sit on wheels, he is a prince and noble after all, and his noble status is not an insult to you, Miss. Not only has the holy decree been issued, but even the emperor's list that has been announced to the world has been posted, Miss, you just accept the reality. ”

Mo Youyuan calmed down, shook her head and said, "No, I humiliated King Li." ”

Yanxiang almost fainted when she heard this, she comforted Miss Co-author for most of the day, not because she disliked others and was disabled, but because she felt that she was not worthy of others. Yanxiang looked at Mo Youyuan carefully, what a good young lady, she doesn't lack arms or legs, she looks like she is blessed. But why did her young lady have no confidence at all, and she thought of herself so badly, she really wanted to pry her head open to see what was inside and how could she have such a shameful idea.

"Na, Miss, you are the Prime Minister's Princess, and you are so good, he is not wronged when he marries you."

After all, he is the emperor's son and her aunt in the future, and she can't say that no matter how noble he is, he is also a cripple, and you will suffer if you marry him.

Maybe the news came too suddenly, Mo Youyuan couldn't accept it at all for a while, she returned to the room in a trance, locked herself in the room, and was alone in a daze. The inkstone incense on the door couldn't get in, so she could only persuade her outside, but no matter what she said, Mo Youyuan didn't respond to her. No, Yanxiang can only let her think about it quietly and stop arguing with her.

The night is as cool as water, the stars are dotted, and the bright moonlight gilds the plants of Sumei Pavilion with a soft silver glow. Mo Youyuan sat in the octagonal pavilion in the courtyard, looking up at the dense stars with her hands on her cheeks, her eyebrows frowning slightly, and she looked sad.

"Third sister?"

"Ahh Hmm..."

The shoulder was suddenly patted, and Mo Youyuan was so frightened that she jumped up, and she shouted with her head in her hands, covering her mouth with one hand. Hearing the familiar voice in her ears, Mo Youyuan opened her eyes and looked up at the person in front of her, and the frightened expression that had not faded instantly turned into surprise, "Hongqing?" ”

"Well, it's me, third sister, who do you see coming?"

Mo Youyuan followed her younger brother Mo Hongqing's line of sight, and found that there was a person standing under the plum tree. A moon-white robe is well-cut, with a jade belt around the waist, a tall posture, thick eyebrows, eyes like Qinghong, a straight nose, and lips like a knife, with a suitable thickness. The black hair is combed high and tied with a hairband of the same color, neat and capable.

Mo Youyuan looked at him in a daze, and Mo Hongqing couldn't help but say, "Third sister, this is Cousin Mochen, don't you remember him?" ”

"Fang Mochen?" As soon as Mo Hongqing said this, Mo Youyuan remembered Fang Mochen, he had a few encounters when he was a child, but he hadn't seen him for too long, he became handsome and handsome, and she really didn't recognize it.

Fang Mochen walked up to Mo Youyuan a little shyly and said, "Cousin Youyuan hasn't seen you for many years, don't come unharmed." ”

Mo Youyuan looked at the night and asked incomprehensibly, "Why did Cousin Mochen enter the mansion in this way late at night?" ”

Fang Mochen politely said with his hand: "I can't hide it, my aunt who came to Fuzhong today refused to let me enter Sumei Pavilion. If I hadn't been so abrupt on weekdays, I wouldn't have to do it. ”

Hearing this, Mo Youyuan nodded and asked, "Since my cousin came to Sumei Pavilion late at night, he must have something to look for me, right?" ”

Fang Mochen looked at Mo Hongqing, Mo Hongqing was already twelve years old and could understand what he meant, and went to guard the door for Fang Mochen outside the hospital. Fang Mochen then said, "Cousin, are you willing to marry King Li?" ”

Mo Youyuan didn't understand why he asked like this, but she still said what was in her heart. "Where is the holy decree I want to or not, I'm just very scared, I think there should be nothing in this world that can hide from the supreme emperor, right? Then why do you still make such a holy decree, is it to contain my father? Besides, I really can't figure out the emperor's intentions. ”

Mo Youyuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes flashed with endless innocence, she seemed to be a simple child, with the purest heart. More than ten years have passed, and the feeling for the first time has not changed, and Fang Mochen's heart to protect and care for her when he sees her again has become more determined. When he was young, she occupied his heart, and she has always been the woman he wanted to cherish well in his life, not his cousin.

"As long as you don't want to marry King Li like other women, I might be able to think of a way."

Mo Youyuan looked at Fang Mochen as if she didn't understand, and asked hesitantly, "Cousin~ What does Brother mean by this?" ”

Facing her eyes that did not contain a trace of impurities, Fang Mochen's heart was once again uncontrollably moved, and his sunken eyes locked on the beautiful face in front of him, and his hand couldn't help but raise to touch the cheek that looked smoother than white porcelain. Mo Youyuan subconsciously tilted her head, and Fang Mochen instantly came back to his senses. He blushed slightly, hating himself for almost scaring her in a moment of distraction. Facing Mo Youyuan's innocent eyes again, a trace of panic crossed Fang Mochen's eyes, his eyes couldn't help but dodge, and he coughed unnaturally and said, "The night is deep, cousin, rest early, wait for my news." ”

After finishing speaking, Fang Mochen turned around to look for Mo Hongqing, Mo Youyuan didn't quite understand how this cousin looked a little weird tonight, it seemed that he didn't finish talking but was slurring. No matter, listening to what he meant, it seems that he can make the emperor take back the holy decree, and she doesn't know much about this cousin, so she doesn't know what he can do to make the emperor take back his fate.