Chapter 293: I'm Willing to Go
An Ruqing came back to her senses, with a complicated look on her face, she didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment.
The only thing I want to do is to silently digest these things by myself.
Mo Yuan didn't get a response, he stopped in confusion, and he spoke tentatively: "I'm here?" β
He was holding the fire fold, and suddenly he accidentally fell to the ground, and the fire fold, which had already been lit, hit the papier-mΓ’chΓ© window.
He was startled and wanted to get up to pick it up, but it was too late.
The fire burst into flames, and a raging fire appeared in front of Mo Yuan's eyes, and thick smoke billowed out.
An Ruqing was still immersed in a collapse, and suddenly choked a few times.
The temperature around was gradually rising, An Ruqing looked back and saw the light, and was so frightened that she hurriedly ran in the opposite direction.
She fumbled around the walls, trying to find a mechanism to get out.
Fortunately, the emperor lived up to her wishes, she pressed the button of an impression on the wall, and with a rumbling sound, the stone door was also opened.
Behind her was a fire, with a biting temperature, and she didn't want to go out.
And Mo Yuan got up and wanted to rush in to find An Ruqing, but was hugged by Mo Nanchen, who had just returned.
"Let go of me, let go of me, I'm going in! I'm going in. β
Mo Yuan struggled, but Mo Nanchen's strength was much greater than his, and his hands grabbed in the air indiscriminately.
He cried breathlessly, pointed to the house where the fire was spreading, and said in a choked voice: "Sister, sister is still inside." β
"You stay here, I'll go in and find her." Mo Nanchen's eyebrows sank, and he rushed in directly.
The fire had been burning for a while, and all the books inside had been burned beyond recognition, and it was impossible to see what it was.
"Qing'er! Qing'er! Where are you. β
Mo Nanchen shouted, he flashed the falling plank, the fire was about to consume him, and the temperature could set his clothes on fire.
His whole face was swarthy, and he couldn't see what the person before him was like, and his eyes fell on him, and he slapped the little spark burning on his clothes.
Mo Nanchen, who didn't get a response, didn't want to leave, but the fire approached little by little, as if the target of the fire was Mo Nanchen.
Mo Nanchen pinched his palms, his dark pupils were full of worry, and An Ruqing's frightened scene appeared in his mind, and he didn't think that he wanted to rush in.
"Lord Wang! You can't go in! β
The servant behind him exclaimed, just in time someone brought water-stained clothes.
Mo Nanchen glanced at it, and immediately snatched it over his body, Jun had a rare panic on his face, he didn't dare to delay any longer, turned around and rushed in again despite the slave's exclamation.
The secret room was full of monstrous light, the light was extremely dazzling, and the burning breath covered the skin little by little.
Gray smoke burned into the body, and the cough was incessant.
"Qing'er! Qing'er! β
Mo Nanchen's tone was tinged with horror, his dark eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and he screamed in panic.
Just as he was about to step forward, a piece of burning fire-lit horizontal wood fell down, and Mo Nanchen quickly stopped, raised his hand and pulled up his wet coat to cover his eyes.
At this moment, Yu Guang saw the back of the person sitting on the ground in front of him shivering.
"Qing'er!"
Mo Nanchen exclaimed with joy, and he didn't care about the burning beam, he stepped forward and grabbed An Ruqing, who was starless.
He hurriedly took off his still wet coat, and hurriedly draped it on An Ruqing's body, his jade-like face was stained with dust, he squeezed out a smile like crying and laughing, and trembled his hands like a treasure: "Qing'er...... Good thing you're okay...... If anything happens to you...... I don't even know what to do......"
His voice was low, but there was a deep fear in his voice.
An Ruqing's dark eyes drooped slightly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her blood-colored lips were extremely tight, and her body was extremely tight when Mo Nanchen put on clothes for her.
Mo Nanchen was immersed in the joy of finding An Ruqing, and he didn't pay attention to this at all.
He immediately got up, picked up An Ruqing and left.
At night, An Ruqing sat on the bed with a pale face, a pair of plain white hands lightly rested on the quilt, her pupils seemed to be focused, staring at the end of the bed.
Xiao Ying was holding the ginseng soup beside her, and her eyes were worried: "Princess, are you still uncomfortable?" After being rescued by the prince, he has been absent-minded. β
Hearing the sound, the long and thick eyelashes trembled like wings for a moment.
Mo Nanchen pushed the door in, the emperor outside the door paced back and forth, and subconsciously frowned after seeing Mo Nanchen's actions, and then walked in with Mo Yuan.
The emperor pushed away Mo Nanchen and squeezed in the front, he looked at An Ruqing, whose face was pale and out of state, and then looked back at Mo Yuan, who was gray-faced, and the anger suppressed in his heart burned to the extreme.
"Rubbish! It's all rubbish! β
The emperor gritted his teeth, his face pale: "I let Yuan'er live here, but you made him amnesiac, and now I personally came to pick him up, but the mansion caught fire, if it hadn't come in time, I'm afraid that Yuan'er and An Ruqing would have been injured!" β
He glared at the group of slaves in front of him who were trembling with fright, and the father-in-law on the side hurriedly went to invite the imperial doctor.
Mo Nanchen stood aside and did not speak, he glanced at the emperor coldly, he didn't pay too much attention to the concern he showed at the moment.
After a short time, the imperial doctor who came on a horse came tired and weak.
When the imperial doctor came, he saw An Ruqing, who was haggard, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the lead in treating her, but fortunately, after some examination, there was nothing serious.
He immediately examined Mo Yuan's body and came to the same conclusion as An Ruqing.
"Your Majesty, the minister has already examined Miss An's imperial grandson, and neither of them has any external injuries, but Miss An's face is ugly, and she still has some heart palpitations about what happened before." The Imperial Physician bowed his hand towards the Emperor.
With that, he looked up at Mo Yuan again, just in time to see Mo Yuan's eyes looking at him.
Mo Yuan's eyes were cold, staring at the imperial doctor and hurriedly bowing his head, he raised his eyes to look at the emperor, and suddenly saluted respectfully.
The emperor was worried, and after he saw Mo Yuan's move, his eyes were surprised: "Yuan'er, what are you...... Is this a memory recovery? β
When he came before, Mo Yuan, who had lost his memory, didn't make any salutation, and now he saluted, doesn't it mean that he has recovered his memory.
Mo Yuan bent his lips lightly and smiled lightly, and raised his hands again: "Grandpa Huang, my grandson has always been at odds with Uncle Huang before, and I don't know how to live here this time, and my grandson still guesses if Uncle Huang tricked my grandson into coming and imprisoning him here." β
Upon hearing this, the emperor was stunned.
Mo Yuan would live here before, it was all because of his orders, and now how can he say such things in a good manner.
Could it be ...... Haven't fully recovered your memory?
Mo Nan frowned and glanced at Mo Yuan, but he didn't say anything in the end.
It was better for Mo Yuan to recover his memory, and he stayed in the palace to be an eyesore.
The scene was slightly embarrassing, and the emperor who knew the inside story did not match what Mo Yuan said as usual.
"Grandpa." Mo Yuan raised his lips and smiled, as if he didn't know what everyone thought, he looked up at An Ruqing, who had not spoken, and his dark eyes were slightly bent: "My grandson wants An Ruqing to go to my house to play for a few days, I don't know if the emperor's grandfather may agree?" β
"Nope."
As soon as he heard what he said, Mo Nanchen didn't wait for the emperor to speak, and directly frowned and refused.
Qing'er doesn't like Mo Yuan the most, although Mo Yuan is still likable after Mo Yuan has lost his memory these days, but he knows that it is impossible for Qing'er to step into Mo Yuan's mansion.
The emperor narrowed his cold eyes slightly, impatience appeared in his eyes, and he subconsciously wanted to refuse.
He looked back at An Ruqing, who didn't speak, and suddenly thought to himself: "I don't want to be her master, whether I go to live or not depends on An Ruqing's own wishes." β
When they boarded, everyone looked at An Ruqing.
An Ruqing raised her eyes with trembling black eyelashes, her expression was slightly pale, and the confusion in her eyes was strong, she glanced at Mo Nanchen, her pupils trembled slightly and then lowered her head, "I am willing to live ......"