Mu Mingshu jumped into the river by mistake, she didn't know the nature of water, and she didn't fall into the cold river water in an instant, she didn't feel the cold, and she didn't feel painful, but she only knew that Zhao Ziyue beckoned to her again, but she couldn't get by, and she couldn't save him.

When Zhao Yiheng personally scooped her up, she still shouted vaguely: "Ziyue, wait for my mother, my mother is here to save you."

Hearing this, Zhao Yiheng's heart jumped, but he still looked calm on his face, so he just hugged her and swam to the place where there was a boat.

However, Mu Mingshu followed the devil, as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Zhao Ziyue struggling in the water, he was choked by the water and coughed repeatedly, looking at Mu Mingshu pitifully and aggrievedly, shouting for help.

Mu Mingshu suddenly made a fuss, she fluttered on the water, and her eyes were scarlet: "Ziyue, Ziyue"

Her large movements made Zhao Yiheng choke several mouthfuls of water, he knew that Mu Mingshu must be a nightmare, so he didn't waste his tongue, and just slashed her palm and told her to sleep well.

After successfully rescuing Mu Mingshu, Zhao Yiheng sent her directly into the palace without stopping for a moment, he didn't dare to put her here again, for fear that there would be such an incident again. When Tianzhi Dao saw Mu Mingshu fall into the river, how scared he was, and when he dived into the water, he was still thinking about what he would do if she was gone? Maybe it's good to go with you, thank goodness she's not a big deal.

When Su Ruolan was hurriedly ordered to enter the palace, it was only when Mu Mingshu was too sad for Zhao Ziyue that Zhao Yiheng asked her to enter the palace to comfort her, but he didn't want her to jump into the river by herself. At the moment, I was afraid for a while, but fortunately, Zhao Yiheng was by his side at that time, otherwise he would really be a good person, but how could those who cared about them live.

Zhao Yiheng sat in front of the couch and wiped Mu Mingshu's face, his movements were gentle and gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing her sweet dream.

Su Ruolan stood behind Zhao Yiheng in a light blue dress, and opened her mouth a few times before asking, "Your Majesty, the eldest prince, is there any news?" ”

She also knew that it was a vain question to ask, and if there was any news, he was afraid that he would not be here. But I just feel that the atmosphere in the hall is too depressing, and I want to say something.

"Nope." Zhao Yiheng's hand paused, handed the towel in his hand to Miaoqin, who was standing aside, and covered the brocade quilt for Mu Mingshu and said: "She's only afraid of the magic barrier, so I'm bothering you to accompany her." ”

After saying this, he strode away again, and now Zhao Ziyue's life and death are unknown, and Mu Mingshu looks like this, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he must stand up.

Su Ruolan saw the back of him leaving, and for some reason felt that he was only in his twenties, but in just one day, he seemed to be many years old, and then turned his head to look at Mu Mingshu, who was unconscious, sighed secretly in his heart, and put his hands together on his chest and said: "Bodhisattva bless, bless the eldest prince must be safe." ”

Mu Mingshu was forcibly fed the tranquilizing soup and slept for a whole day and a night, but Zhao Yiheng, who was still guarding by the moat, did not close his eyes for a day and a night.

Zhao Ziyue still has no news!

It's been two days and two nights, and there is no news Zhao Yiheng knows very well, but he doesn't believe it, and he can't believe it. Zhao Ziyue is his only child, although he is very strict in discipline on weekdays, but his dedication and expectations are not a little bit, even he is ready to sort out the rivers and mountains of this capital one by one and then hand them over to him.

Su Ruolan came over with a cold decoction, there were no outsiders in Mu Mingshu's dormitory, and she was not polite, so she sat down on the small pestle in front of the couch, and said softly: "It's still very cold today, and your body has never been good, hurry up and drink the decoction to get rid of the cold." ”

Mu Mingshu's eyes were glazed, and he leaned on the big pillow and said expressionlessly: "I'm not sick, what kind of medicine to take." ”

"I know you're sick." Su Ruolan sighed, handed the medicine bowl to Miaoqin, took Mu Mingshu's hand and choked a little: "Even if you are sad, you can't throw yourself into the river." ”

Mu Mingshu pursed her lips, and suddenly cried, she knew that she was a nightmare, otherwise if Zhao Ziyue was really in front of her, why wouldn't anyone else see it. But she seemed to really see him, she kept struggling, and kept shouting for her mother to help, she was afraid in her heart, afraid that he would really return to Jiuquan.

Mu Mingshu cried, and Su Ruolan also cried, and couldn't help but think of the child who was gone before she was born, and how the same mother didn't understand her feelings.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped away Mu Mingshu's tears: "Ziyue's life and death are unknown now, if you have a case, he will come back safely, won't he blame himself for a lifetime." And said: "It's the emperor, how will he live?" ”

"Ruolan" Mu Mingshu raised her eyes and looked at Su Ruolan with tears, she wanted to say that she was uncomfortable and painful, and she couldn't wait to exchange her life for Zhao Ziyue's safety. However, she couldn't say a word about Su Ruolan's clear eyes, if she felt that fate was unfair to herself, then what was Su Ruolan's fate?

She lost her heart, lost her children, guarded a dilapidated home with two children who were not born by herself, cut off relations with her mother's family, and almost ended up betraying her relatives, but in this way, he still survived strongly.

As for herself, there is a close Mu family, and Zhao Yiheng, who regards herself as her life, if she really has a good one like this, she doesn't dare to imagine what Zhao Yiheng will do.

Su Ruolan didn't know what she was thinking, but she could see that her face was softened, so she persuaded: "Drink the medicine quickly, the millet porridge prepared in the imperial dining room will also be boiled thick for a while." As he spoke, he took the medicine bowl from Miaoqin's hand and handed it to Mu Mingshu's lips: "Good medicine is bitter, but it is not bitter if you drink it in one go." ”

Mu Mingshu didn't refuse this time, he took the medicine bowl and drank it in one go, in the past, he always felt that those bitter medicines were hard to drink to death, but he couldn't drink anything at this time.

After rinsing his mouth with jasmine tea and eating a small half bowl of porridge, Mu Mingshu felt that his whole body was in good spirits, so he asked, "What about the emperor?" ”

"It's still guarding over there." Su Ruolan said: "The eldest prince has no news yet, I'm afraid he also feels that he has no face to see you." ”

Mu Mingshu lowered his eyes, only to feel that his nose was sour and wanted to cry again, Zhao Ziyue was born to her, but she was also Zhao Yiheng's son, she was sad and sad Zhao Yiheng naturally wouldn't be much better, but she only cared about her own sadness and sadness, and she had to worry and fear him.

"Ask someone to bring him some warm food." Mu Mingshu forced back the tears in his eyes, but he could still see tears in his raised eyes: "There is no news for a while, call him back." ”

Mu Mingshu's words quickly reached Zhao Yiheng's ears, and he ate the already cold meal sent out of the palace, and then went back to the palace with an explanation.

Mu Mingshu felt distressed when he saw his messy hair, wrinkled clothes, full beard, and bloodshot eyes, and lowered his eyebrows as if he had done something wrong, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry." ”

When Zhao Yiheng returned to the palace, he was ready to let Mu Mingshu lose his temper, who would have thought that she would apologize to herself, and she didn't know what it was like for a while. He has always doted on her unconditionally, hoping that she will live like an ignorant girl in this life or the next life, snuggled under this wing, but he didn't do it.

He stretched out his hand to take Mu Mingshu into his arms, imprinted a kiss on her forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Don't do stupid things in the future." ”

Thinking of the scene when she fell into the water, Zhao Yiheng couldn't calm down, he hugged Mu Mingshu tighter and tighter, and spoke with a somewhat nasal voice: "I'm a fragile person, I can't withstand the blow, if you have a case, I will definitely follow." ”

Mu Mingshu wet his eyes on his wide chest, reached out to hug him, and solemnly assured him: "No, never again, even for you, I won't do this again." ”

Zhao Yiheng didn't speak, but inadvertently wiped the tears on Mu Mingshu's face.

Zhao Yiheng didn't go out after returning to the palace, Mu Mingshu personally served him to bathe and drove him to rest, Zhao Yiheng still remembered a lot of things, and said to Mu Mingshu before going to bed: "You remember that you must call me to get up after an hour." ”

Zhao Ziyue has not yet had a trace of his whereabouts, he still has to continue to send people to look for him, and there are many days of twists and turns to deal with on the imperial case, and he still thinks about this thing until he falls asleep.

Mu Mingshu called him after an hour, but when an hour really passed, he didn't call him to get up, she asked Moshi to send people to find Zhao Ziyue one by one according to the places where the moat was diverted marked on the map of the capital, that is, he really didn't have that blessing, and he would definitely see people dead and corpses.

Although she may not be able to fully understand the things of those twists and turns, she can also sort out those important folds for Zhao Yiheng, and then arrange them according to the date, so that Zhao Yiheng's approval of the folds is also clear at a glance.

Mu Mingshu felt uncomfortable, but finding something to do could distract her. Even if she was worried about Zhao Ziyue, she endured it this time, she did everything she needed to do, and whether he could survive or not was really just a matter of fate.

At dusk, Moshi went and returned, Mu Mingshu was still picking and picking in the small study of Kunning Palace, but when he came back, his heart trembled, for fear that Zhao Ziyue had news there, so he hurriedly asked: "But is there news?" ”

Mo Shi shook his head: "There is no news from the eldest prince yet." ”

Hearing this, the hope that she had just raised was extinguished again, and Mo Shi said again: "There is an entourage of Xiliang's envoy in the post house who sent Princess Xiliang back. ”