"I know." Concubine Xian nodded.

Mo Lingfeng pursed her lips and didn't speak for a long time, which made Concubine Xian very uneasy, looking forward to Mo Lingfeng being able to open her mouth, even if it was complaining, even if it was complaining, but she also knew that the little child who used to cry to her has grown into a restrained adult man, even if he will rarely show some little temperament when facing her, he no longer needs to seek her comfort in everything, Concubine Xian has long understood this, so at this moment is not only uneasy, but even a little lost, So much so that when Mo Lingfeng revealed that he wanted to say goodbye, Concubine Xian couldn't even hold back and stood up and blocked Mo Lingfeng with her body.

"Mother?"

Mo Lingfeng glanced at Concubine Xian, "But is there anything else?" ”

"It's fine." Concubine Xian was silent for a while, and then replied a little unnaturally, "If you have any questions, you have to tell your mother, although you know that you can solve it yourself, but it is better to say it." ”

"Hmm."

Looking at the back of Mo Lingfeng leaving, Concubine Xian didn't know whether the emperor's explanation was completed or not, she probably couldn't explain to the emperor that emotional matters are not that whoever understands what should be done can do it, not everyone is the emperor.

She closed her eyes tiredly, and that's it.

In a trance, Jiang Mengying opened his eyes, only to see a familiar curtain in front of him, the patterns on it seemed to be surging, undulating and making people dizzy, but if they were carefully distinguished, they would find that the patterns were motionless at all, and the heavy curtain hung quietly, and there was no even the sound of the wind.

Jiang Mengying's mind was blank for a while, and she suddenly reacted.

Wang fu?

How did she return to the palace?

What happened in between? She couldn't recall it for a while, she only remembered one word, tired, the tiredness of physical and mental exhaustion, the panic and helplessness when dealing with the emperor seemed to mobilize the kind of discomfort in her body that had been ignored by her, if she didn't deliberately think about it, even she forgot herself, not long ago, she had just lost a child, like digging a piece of meat from herself, that kind of coldness, piercing.

Now, the feeling is back, and she can't even tell if she's too nervous or if she's really having a physical problem.

She unconsciously stroked the position of her lower abdomen, trying to make herself feel better, but it was useless, and after a while, Jiang Mengying's face had gradually begun to turn pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down, splashing dark red plum blossoms one after another on the sheets.

When Lianxiang came in, she saw Jiang Mengying's almost transparent face, and she was so frightened that she couldn't even speak, and she didn't know what to do for a while, but she was stunned in place, so angry that Jiang Mengying scolded for a while, and Lianxiang woke up like a dream, "The slave went to find the prince!" ”

With that, he went out in a panic.

And Jiang Mengying was suddenly reminded by her to realize that the prince? Ling Feng? Where did Ling Feng go?

Jiang Mengying suddenly had a bad premonition, did the emperor ask Ling Feng to know if he was involved, was he also involved, and if so, when did he start to doubt himself?

Many questions made Jiang Mengying unable to calm down, she propped herself up, and shouted "Lianxiang" twice outside, only to remember that Lianxiang had already gone out to find someone, no way, Jiang Mengying had to grit her teeth, "Guo Heng!" ”

The subordinates have almost turned over the palace, not to mention Mo Lingfeng, and they haven't even found a corner of their clothes, but obviously the people guarding the door are watching the prince come back, and they haven't gone out again, not in the palace, is it possible that they can still fly into the sky?

Jiang Mengying only thought that the subordinates couldn't find it well, so whenever they went back to report that they didn't find anyone, they were scolded by Jiang Mengying, and after a few waves of people came out of Jiang Mengying's room, the rest of the people were also well-studied, and they only went back and forth in the palace, and no one went back to report.

Lianxiang came back once in the middle, but naturally she didn't find it, Jiang Mengying didn't have the strength to scold anymore, it seemed that she was sweating when she moved, Lianxiang had no choice but to go out to find the doctor by herself, and by the time she got the doctor back, the sky had already begun to darken.

Twilight, shadows shrouded in the room with only four walls, Mo Lingfeng sat quietly on the empty bed, staring at the door, his face was gloomy than the sky.

This place is completely empty, but for some reason, he always feels that there is something left untaken away, this is Ding Weilan's room in the side courtyard, it is the room where Ding Weilan has lived for two years and almost died here, remote, desolate, unpopular, the first place to be abandoned when the sun sets.

Maybe it's because of this, or maybe it's because Ding Weilan has suffered too much here, even if the person has left, the depression and resentment in the air seem to be still here, he looks at the spacious room, but he feels breathless, but it is this feeling that makes him feel safe, he concludes that the people in the palace will not find here, and at this moment he just wants to be alone and quiet.

As for how Dream Shadow was, what she did, and whether she was sincere to herself, he didn't want to care.

Sincere, sincere, never double-minded, never suspicious...... Thinking about the past, Mo Lingfeng only felt cold, a feeling of being betrayed and let down like a rope, strangled him out of breath, he was not a person to escape, he just didn't want to use that kind of indifferent reason to solve this matter like solving an inconsequential problem, he thought that there would never be anything to solve between him and Mengying, because they had the same mind, but now......

Is it the fickleness of the human heart or has she never delivered her sincerity? Mo Lingfeng had many doubts in his heart, but he didn't have the slightest interest in asking, and before he knew it, the inky night swallowed up the entire room, and when Ding Weilan left, he didn't even leave a candle.

The man in the room is like a statue, blending in with the night.

"Third sister-in-law, the food you cook is so delicious, it's much better than the one you bought outside, I really want to come to you every day in the future."

Mo Lingyun leaned on a rattan chair, he had already lost the image of a handsome boy, rubbing his stomach and burping, although he expected to be beaten by his master when he went back, he was a little panicked, but he didn't know why his ass was unwilling to leave the chair.

Anyway, the third sister-in-law has a rare treat, and the master should understand, so he just go back and push the pot to the third sister-in-law.

Thinking of this, Mo Lingyun's mouth became sweeter and sweeter, and she took a bite of a "third sister-in-law".

"Third sister-in-law, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful and have such good craftsmanship, it's really a blessing for the third brother to marry you."

"Third sister-in-law, you are all princesses, why do you still cook by yourself, I see that the princesses of other royal brothers' families are either eating or playing when they get married, saying that they made a soup or soup for their husbands with their own hands, but in fact, they just took a look at the past, and all the work is done by the next person."

"Third sister-in-law, your yard is so beautiful, elegant and unconventional, I don't even want to leave."

"Third sister-in-law, can I stay here tonight?"

Ding Weilan can see that this Mo Lingyun is a talker, even if you ignore him, it will not affect his enthusiasm for conversation at all, so Ding Weilan has calmed down, just fiddling with a few pieces of cloth in his hand, and agreeing with "uh-huh".

"I think that room is good, I'll stay here tonight."

Mo Lingyun took a fancy to one of the rooms, pointed at it with a fan, and saw that Ding Weilan had no objection, so he got up and walked over very familiarly.

The robe brought a gust of wind, and Ding Weilan reacted at this time, what did he just say? Live here?

"Hey, wait, that room is ......"

"Ahhhh Hell! ”

Before Ding Weilan finished speaking, she heard a scream raised an octave, which brought another frightened sound, and then she saw two figures running out of the room that Mo Lingyun had just entered, and before she could see who was who, suddenly her back was heavy, her waist was tight, and a pair of hands suddenly appeared on her abdomen, and Mo Lingyun's frightened voice came from her ears.

"Third sister-in-law, yes, there are ghost ......"

Mo Lingyun shrank behind Ding Weilan, raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the room, Ding Weilan followed his finger and looked over, and saw Ah Liang wearing a strange costume, standing not far away, it seemed that he wanted to come over, but the position behind Ding Weilan had been occupied.

So he was there in a stalemate, with a frightened look on his face.

Ding Weilan froze down, and then opened his mouth to explain, "This is not a ghost, his name is Ah Liang, he was just stupid by the blister, what you just entered is his room, I haven't had time to explain yet." ”

"Really, really not a ghost?" Mo Lingyun glanced at it in disbelief, and when he looked at Ah Liang, Ah Liang was also looking at him, and the two of them stared at each other for three minutes until they ...... Ding Weilan's neck was sour.

"Yunyun, can you let go of me first?"

is obviously more than a head taller than her, but hangs on her like a child, how weird this scene is.

"I'm sorry, third sister-in-law......"

Mo Lingyun let go of his hand in a daze, and before he could recover from the fright just now, as soon as he entered the door just now, he saw this person wearing strange clothes, holding a dagger and poking the ground one after another, as if the ground had some enmity with him.

I'm scared to death, don't play with knives if people are not normal.

"That, third sister-in-law, I suddenly remembered that I still have homework to do, I have to go back first, and come back tomorrow."

Now, even if he was allowed to live here, he wouldn't have the guts.

"Well, be careful on your way." Ding Weilan didn't stay long, after all, he was a big man and a prince, so it was indeed inconvenient to stay with her.

Mo Lingyun simply said goodbye to Ding Weilan, and left in a hurry, as if he was afraid that Ah Liang would catch up.

As the person who caused the panic, Ah Liang didn't seem to realize what was going on, the only thing he could see was that Ding Weilan was empty behind him, so he grinned and showed a smile, ran behind Ding Weilan in three or two steps, ready to follow Mo Lingyun's example and hugged him, and made a "woo woo" sound in his mouth as he approached.

"Go away!"

Ding Weilan indifferently stretched out his hand to push the person away, turned around and went to find Qingying, Ah Liang was empty, stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he screamed and chased after him.

"Ah Liang, what are you doing here? Lin Zhong, Lin Zhong take people away! ”

It was another lively and dull night, Ding Weilan also heard about Mo Lingfeng's disappearance, after all, those people looking for people were going back and forth outside, it was difficult not to attract the attention of others, but this had nothing to do with her, for her, it would be better for Mo Lingfeng not to come back, otherwise she would not be able to explain it when she asked about Uncle Huang.

Speaking of which she was in a hurry, Uncle Huang didn't tell her where to find the cook, she had to take the time to go to Xuanwang's Mansion, Mo Lingfeng was not there, she just went out.

Ding Weilan was thinking like this, dressed up, and was about to go out, but she bumped into a white dress head-on.

"Third sister-in-law, morning, what are you going to eat at noon today?"

“……”

I just finished breakfast, and even if it's a meal, it's too early.