The gate of the east courtyard is about fifty meters away from Ning Junwang's room, and in the middle is a path paved with blue-gray cobblestones, and there are a few purple-leaved plums planted on both sides.

The blue-gray pebbles are cold and quiet, as quiet as catkins rising by the wind, silently stirring in the vast sky. One of the colorful rain flower stones, colorful and colorful, as if the first sunny day after the rain, rainbow light. The purple leaf plum above is bathed in a pure white light, the light is bright, and the purple leaves seem to be inlaid with a circle of fine white jade, smudged with a layer of soft jade light.

In front of the surrounding verandah, every five meters stood a guard, wearing a white robe trimmed with crow blue like a long-standing landscape, undefeated for many years.

Crossing the cobblestone path, in front of King Ningjun's room, the leading guard stopped and slowly pushed the door open.

At this time, the silence of the east courtyard was abnormal, and even the slight footsteps could be heard clearly, and the sudden sound of opening the door was even more treacherous.

"Princess Xiao, please!" The guard turned his head to look at Hua Qingmo, and said respectfully: "The prince of the county is waiting for Princess Xiao inside." ”

For this, Hua Qingmo is just as usual, her eyes are as calm as water, not alarmed, and the smile on the corner of her lips is like a halo of floating light, elegant and shallow.

She looked into the room, where King Ning was sitting on the Luohan bed facing the door, holding a book with a blue cover in his hand. On it, a white rectangle is used as a curtain, and the five characters of a hundred flowers and a group of flowers are written. He wore a silver mouse-colored auspicious robe, the cuffs and collar were frost-colored, and the robe was embroidered with rouge-colored fine threads to embroider a lotus-edged chrysanthemum back pattern to indicate wealth and auspiciousness.

There is a warm smile on his handsome and calm face, and his temperament is peaceful. A few strands of silver hair loom above the black hair, indicating that the years have passed and the red dust is gradually approaching.

Hua Qingmo had never seen such a quiet and quiet King of Ningjun, and while he was surprised, he was even more puzzled in his heart, and he became more and more cautious.

Entering the room, Hua Qingmo stopped when she walked about two meters away from King Ningjun, and then called out, "Father." ”

When King Ning heard Hua Qingmo's voice, he didn't look up, but just looked at the poetry book in his hand, and said casually: "Sit down!" ”

"Yes, Father." Hua Qingmo sat down, and the maidservant girl in a light pink dress behind her immediately put the celadon painted gold tea bowl on the tray in her hand on the table in front of her. The quiet and pleasant aroma came over, Hua Qingmo smelled the jasmine fragrance, hooked her lips and smiled, and said: "Father really has a heart, this jasmine is used for tea, and the fragrance is indeed extraordinary." ”

Stretching out his hand to pick up the tea bowl, Hua Qingmo was about to drink this jasmine tea when the voice of King Ning Jun came.

"Jasmine has a strong aroma and a mellow taste, which is indeed suitable for drinking tea, but the king of this county only learned after reading this book today that jasmine is also known as the fragrant soul, which has the meaning of early death."

King Ning Jun raised his head, his eyes were as smooth as the sun, and his voice was a little strange: "Mo'er's name contains a word for Mo, and now it's really a little inappropriate to think about it, why don't you change your name, Yunluan is good?" The cloud is noble, and the Luan is noble, which is very commensurate with Mo'er's current identity. ”

"Yunluan." Hua Qingmo put down the tea bowl in her hand and looked at the jasmine petals floating in the tea very gently. She stretched out her hand and put it into the tea bowl, her slender snow-white fingers stirred the tea, and there was a hint of coolness in her voice: "The warm spring flowers are vibrant, and the flowers are blooming, but it is not too much time, and the leaves are falling and the flowers are gone, and they are not seen in their original colorful colors." The flowers are so delicate, it is indeed a premature death. ”

"It's just that the next year's warm spring saw a hundred flowers competing for beauty, although the flowers are delicate, but every year is yes, endless, it is said that the red face died early, but it is just the poignant words depicted in the Chinese ink of the book. Flowers bloom and fall, flourishing for a while, with the prosperity of that moment, doesn't my father think it's enough? Hua Qingmo took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tiny droplets on her fingers. After wiping, Hua Qingmo looked at King Ningjun and said, "Mo'er knows that her father cares about her daughter, but Mo'er is used to the word Qingmo, and I'm afraid that she will live up to her father's kindness." ”

King Ningjun's face is really different from the past, he just looked at Hua Qingmo with a warm gaze like the wind, and the corner of his lips slightly contained a cool and quiet smile like a bamboo shadow. After she finished speaking, King Ning Jun just smiled and said: "Remember for my father, your name was given by your mother, and she said that Jasmine had loyalty, so she called you Qingmo." ”

"The mother concubine probably thinks that her father can be the only one in his heart!" Hua Qingmo replied gently, and looked at Chu Youran who was sitting on the rose chair on the side of the room. Jasmine does mean loyalty, but Chu Youran chose this name for herself probably to remember that she was a proof of her infidelity all the time. Perhaps, every time she sees herself and thinks of her name, Chu Youran will think of the night with Baili Yuche, which is why she hates herself so much and wants to die by herself many times.

King Ning Jun only smiled mildly at what Hua Qingmo said. "You don't like you since you were born, and the king of this county has no love for you because of this, so she has really treated you a lot over the years, and it is really painful for my father to think about it now."

"The daughter understands that the daughter does not blame her father." Hua Qingmo's tone was extremely cold, and she could hardly hear a trace of temperature. It doesn't matter whether King Ning Jun is good or bad for himself. It's just that Baili Yuche's hatred, she will not forget it because of anything. King Ningjun's life is only in his own hands for the time being.

Thinking of Baili Yuche dying in his arms, Hua Qingmo's calm and soothing heart had a faint ripple, her hands clenched unconsciously, and her breathing was longer than just now.

Seeing that Hua Qingmo didn't speak, King Ning Jun seemed to sigh very abruptly, and said: "Mo'er, although my father is not close to you, my father knows that you still blame your father in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't have been like this just now, and I asked my father to send someone to invite you twice." ”

I couldn't tell if King Ning Jun's words were angry or something else, but Hua Qingmo knew very well that King Ning Jun would definitely not come to confess to himself today for his indifference to himself.

"My father laughed, Mo'er was just worried that my father was busy and didn't want to disturb my father." There was a light and gentle smile on Hua Qingmo's elegant face, and her pale pink lips seemed to be stained with a thin layer of mist, revealing a little starlight-like brilliance. Although there were only six people in the room, Hua Qingmo and Ningjun Wang, the door was open, the sunlight poured in, and the willow blue hibiscus skirt worn by Hua Qingmo stretched up, shining with the brilliance of a blooming hibiscus flower.

The sunlight shrouds half of the flowers in the light, crystal clear, and the brilliance is gorgeous. The other half is standing in the shadows, dark and cold, treacherous and terrifying.

"Although Mo'er doesn't know much, she also knows the word etiquette. According to the custom of the royal palace, on the full moon day of the little county lord, Prince De and his wife will stay in the county king's mansion until the afternoon, and after dinner, they will burn incense in the ancestral hall to pray for the little county lord. Mo'er naturally had to follow the etiquette and not cause the slightest trouble to her father. ”

Hua Qingmo said this, which was reasonable and reasonable, which made King Ning Jun a little speechless for a while. He looked at Hua Qingmo's delicate and delicate face, and his eyes gradually deepened and rich.

Putting the book in his hand on the low table, King Ning Jun picked up the tea bowl with elegant and casual movements. He took a sip of tea, and his voice gradually became weaker: "Mo'er is really understanding, and my father is really pleased." But Mo'er also has to remember that you are the daughter of the Ningjun Palace, even if you get married, you are still the descendant of the Ningjun King, although your father sometimes respectfully calls you Princess Xiao in front of outsiders, but after all, it is the father who gave birth to you and raised you. Obeying the words of the father is the filial piety that children should fulfill. ”

King Ningjun's words made Hua Qingmo feel very funny, but there was no fluctuation in her face, just sitting at the table very gently and quietly.

Seeing that Hua Qingmo was so docile and lovely, King Ningjun smiled slightly and said, "Maybe my father sometimes does things wrong, but what my father did was for the honor and disgrace of Ningjun Palace." You are now respected as a nine-thousand-year-old wife, and even the emperor has to call you sister-in-law when he sees you, and your status can be described as very noble. However, you can't be proud of your status, you must always remember that you are from the Ningjun Palace, you know? ”

"Father knows that it was unfair to you to get on the wrong sedan chair at the beginning, but don't say that Ningjun Wangfu, just say that Xiwangfu is afraid that he will not dare to confront Jiuqiansui, so he can only marry you at the age of 9000 at the beginning, so that this matter will be wrong. Father knows that you are a weak woman, and it is really a kind of torture to face a murderous eunuch all day long. But fortunately, you are smart and transparent, and the eunuch did not harm your life. Otherwise, my father would have felt guilty for the rest of his life. After King Ning finished speaking, he got up from the Luohan bed and walked in front of Hua Qingmo. He reached out and patted Hua Qingmo's shoulder, his eyes full of pity.

"Mo'er, it's my father who has treated you badly all these years."

Listening to King Ning Jun's guilty and gentle words, Hua Qingmo only felt a little nauseous, and the shoulder he touched was even more indescribably nauseous, which made her want to vomit.

Listen to this, how loving, how caring, how tender. The love of licking calves seems to be unobstructed. If he said it to his other daughters, some people might be very moved. But when King Ning Jun said this to himself, he would only make himself more disgusting and disgusting.

If he hadn't known Bai Zixiao earlier, he would have died soon after marrying into the nine-thousand-year-old mansion. And on that day, King Ningjun is afraid that he will not go to the Nine Thousand Years Old Mansion to visit him. And what he said at this time is so good, he will feel guilty for the rest of his life. He is not dead yet, so of course he doesn't have to feel guilty.

"Father, you treated Mo'er badly, it's just the past, and Mo'er has long forgotten it. It's just father, why do you want to treat Yuqing badly? Why was he poisoned in his food? ”