Chu Wanxiang looked up to the sky and laughed

"Are you sure?" Chu Wanxiang asked again.

"Sure." Chu Mohan nodded.

Chu Wanxiang was silent for a while and slowly stood up. Chu Mohan immediately hugged her into his arms and comforted her softly: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

Chu Wanxiang smiled and shook his head: "I'm not afraid anymore."

Chu Mohan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just think about those old days, and I feel a little uncomfortable." Chu Wanxiang sighed. She had experienced ten, a hundred times more pain than she had suffered today.

Chu Mohan patted her shoulder, his eyes flashing with tenderness and pity.

Chu Wanxiang raised her eyes to look at Chu Mohan's eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Mohan, do you believe me?"

Chu Mohan stared at her for a long time and nodded, "Faith! Whatever you do, I'll support you."

Hearing his affirmative words, Chu Wanxiang's heart was filled with gratitude, hugged him tightly, put her face on his chest, and smelled his familiar smell.

"Desert ......"

"Huh?"

"Thank you."

"Fool, don't thank me."

"But I have to thank you."

Chu Mohan stroked her long black and beautiful hair: "Between you and me, there is no need to be polite."

Chu Wanxiang closed her eyes and enjoyed a moment of warmth.

After a while, Chu Wanxiang calmed down and asked Chu Mohan, "Mohan, what should we do now?"

"Don't worry, the soldiers will cover the water." Chu Mohan said.

"But I'm always worried about ......."

Chu Mohan held her cold hands, put them to his lips and kissed them, and said firmly, "We will definitely find the murderer."

Chu Wanxiang nodded: "Hmm!"

"Let's go, let's eat first."

Chu Mohan pulled Chu Wanxiang to the restaurant, and the servant had already set up the dishes and chopsticks. After the two of them took their seats, Chu Mohan took a bowl of soup. Chu Wanxiang picked up the cup on the table and drank a few mouthfuls of hot soup, grinning so hotly, and exclaiming: "It's delicious!"

Chu Mohan couldn't help laughing, took the cup away, and blamed, "Drink slowly, don't burn yourself."

"I'm hungry!" Chu Wanxiang pouted coquettishly.

Chu Mohan pinched the tip of her nose dotingly: "Eat the vegetables quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold later."

"Uh-huh."

Chu Mohan sandwiched a piece of braised pork, and just brought it to his mouth, he suddenly paused, frowned slightly, and stared at the braised pork hesitantly.

"What's wrong?" Chu Wanxiang asked.

Chu Mohan shook his head: "It's nothing." Continue to feed her with vegetables.

Chu Wanxiang glanced at him suspiciously, didn't ask much, opened his mouth and took a bite of the meat, chewed a few bites and swallowed his stomach.

After eating, Chu Wanxiang shouted that he was hungry again, and Chu Mohan ordered his subordinates to prepare supper.

At this time, Chu Wanxiang suddenly shouted, "Oops!"

Chu Mohan immediately supported her, frowning, "What's wrong? What's uncomfortable?"

"I forgot to bring something!" Chu Wanxiang said with annoyance.

Chu Mohan immediately ordered someone to hurry up and find it: "You wait, I'll ask my subordinates to send it to you immediately."

"No, I'm going to sleep with my father and grandmother tonight."

"I understand, I'll let someone look for it, you wait in the house."

"Okay."

So, Chu Mohan took his subordinates to find Chu Wanxiang's jewelry box.

Chu Mohan rummaged through a pile of jewels and jade, and suddenly saw a hosta and immediately took it over. The hosta is carved with delicate patterns, the carving is delicate and lifelike, Chu Wanxiang must like it, wear it on the bun, and then cooperate with Chu Wanxiang in a pink gorgeous dress, which really looks like the peerless beauty depicted on the ancient ladies' pictures.

The subordinates brought the supper, and Chu Wanxiang was just full, so he let them go down to rest.

Chu Wanxiang lay down, and Chu Mohan guarded her by the bedside.

"Mo Han, I can't sleep." Chu Wanxiang opened her eyes.

"If you can't sleep, count the sheep."

"Oh."

Chu Mohan took off his shoes and socks and went to bed to hug her. Chu Wanxiang snuggled into his arms and muttered, "Mo Han, you said, if one day, we all become ghosts, can we still be together?"

Chu Mohan smiled: "Silly girl, what are you thinking nonsense. Of course we can be together, whether it's ghosts or gods, as long as we can be together, we don't distinguish each other."

"But what if I become a ghost and turn back into your enemy, and you don't know me?"

"I won't be ignorant of you, and even if I turn back into an enemy, I won't leave you alone on the Yellow Springs Road."

Chu Wanxiang pursed her lips and smiled, burying her face in his chest.

"By the way, Mo Han, you still remember when we first got married, you promised me one thing, you wouldn't abandon me. I want you to always keep your promises."

"Okay."

The next day, Chu Mohan and Chu Wanxiang took a group of secret guards and rode out on horseback.

Horse-drawn carriages drove slowly through the streets, bustling with prosperity and crowds on both sides. Chu Wanxiang lifted the curtain and observed the surrounding scene through the crack in the window, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful here."

"Well, the view of the capital is very good." Chu Mohan nodded in agreement.

Chu Wanxiang looked at him, her eyes shining: "I want to go back to my mother's house to see."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"But ......"

"I'm here, don't be afraid."

Chu Wanxiang showed a sweet and happy smile and leaned into his arms.

Chu Mohan stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her waist, and his soft waist was full of grips, making him can't help but tighten slightly.

The two children have not woken up yet, her body is relatively slender, her waistline is very good, and she is extremely comfortable to hold.

Chu Mohan lowered his head and kissed her ear: "You are too thin."

Chu Wanxiang twisted her body and protested, "Where is the weight loss! You're thin!"

Chu Mohan hooked his lips and smiled, "Really? Then I'll check to see if there's any fat."

Chu Wanxiang hurriedly pushed him away, clutched his chest, and glared at him.

Chu Mohan laughed.

Chu Wanxiang snorted dissatisfiedly: "You're still laughing!"

"Okay, I'm not smiling."

The two of them quarreled for a while, Chu Wanxiang suddenly became a little more serious, and asked him, "Did you dream of my father last night?"

Chu Mohan was silent for a moment and nodded, "Hmm."

Chu Wanxiang frowned: "He...... What's wrong?"

"Your dad is sick."

"Sick? He has always been strong in his bones, how could he suddenly get sick?"

"Your father is old, and he has been poisoned and injured his internal organs, so his body is weak, and he has been working on state affairs for a while and has been overly worried, which has led to the recurrence of old diseases."

"After we return to Beijing, I will help my father recuperate, and he will become healthier and healthier."

"Hmm."

"That's right, Mohan." Chu Wanxiang raised her head and looked at him, wanting to speak again.

Chu Mohan raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Chu Wanxiang sighed, "I finally know why I'm so afraid of the dark now. It turns out that every time I dream of my father, it's pitch black."

"The dream is just an illusion, don't worry, with me by your side, I will protect you."

Chu Wanxiang nodded and drilled into his arms.

The carriage drove through the bustling street market and finally entered the palace, stopping at the Imperial Study.

Chu Wanxiang was invited in, sat aside and drank tea and waited.

After a while, a little eunuch hurriedly walked in and reported, "The emperor has summoned the eldest princess of Anping to meet her."

Chu Wanxiang stood up and followed the little eunuch to the imperial study.

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