The door creaked open, and the person who caught his sight made him stunned for a moment.

"Why are you here?" He stood up, asked in surprise, and then realized, "This king almost forgot that you are the concubine of this king, and you are here to accompany this king."

Lian Xin lowered her head, bit her lower lip lightly, and said, "The slave knows that Chu Mohan is very tired, so Chu Mohan will rest for a while."

"Okay." Chu Mohan bowed.

Chu Wanxiang was properly placed on the couch, and Chu Mohan sat next to him and flipped through the folds. She looked at Chu Mohan and found that he was contemplating his eyes, and his handsome face revealed a serious and focused light.

Chu Wanxiang couldn't help but think of the events of her previous life. At that time, Chu Mohan was always like this, he forgot to sleep and eat when he worked, he couldn't even take care of eating, and he even got sick a few times, he was busy all day and night, and the first thing he did when he woke up every day was to review and read the folds.

"Mo Han, I want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs." Chu Wanxiang said coquettishly.

"What do you want to eat?" I'll let the Imperial Dining Room do it for you." Chu Mohan smiled dotingly.

"I just want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs!" Chu Wanxiang pouted, "I haven't eaten it for a long time, and I've been hungry for a year!" Tell the Imperial Chef to do it."

"Okay. You wait."

Chu Mohan put down the fold and instructed Lianxin, "Go and let the kitchen make a sweet and sour pork rib."

"Yes." Lotus Heart bowed and retreated.

After Lianxin left, Chu Mohan buried himself in dealing with the twists and turns.

Chu Wanxiang propped her chin and tilted her head to look at Chu Mohan. The candle flame flickered, sprinkled on him, shrouded in a hazy light, making his figure more slender and straight. Chu Wanxiang couldn't help but imagine that such a perfect and noble man was what she wanted all her life.

Chu Mohan seemed to notice Chu Wanxiang's burning gaze, and he glanced at Chu Wanxiang with a tilted head. His eyes were dark and deep, bright and bright. Chu Wanxiang's heart missed half a beat.

Chu Mohan turned his head and continued to review the folds.

Lianxin brought sweet and sour pork ribs and fed them to Chu Wanxiang's mouth with her own hands. Chu Wanxiang ate sweet and sour pork ribs, and the sweet and greasy taste permeated the tip of his tongue, driving away Chu Wanxiang's exhaustion.

"Mother, the slave is waiting for you to rinse your mouth."

"Hmm."

Chu Mohan kept staring at her, and Chu Wanxiang was a little shy. Lianxin handed over a glass of water, and Chu Wanxiang rinsed her mouth after drinking it and wiped her lips clean.

Lianxin put away the dishes, Chu Wanxiang pulled her to sit down, and asked, "Lianxin, why did you come back so late today?"

Lianxin said: "When the slave came back, she met the prince, and the prince said that the mother was sick, so she asked the slave to ask a doctor to come to diagnose and treat her, but the slave and the maid were worried about the mother, so they didn't come back to change their clothes."

"Lotus Heart." Chu Wanxiang held her hand and said solemnly, "Lianxin, you are a good girl, it was this palace that misunderstood you before. You don't have to worry, this palace is fine."

Lian Xin was flattered and said, "Don't say that, Niangniang, Niangniang is safe and sound, and the slave and maid will be at ease."

Lianxin was puzzled, and Chu Wanxiang sighed helplessly.

Chu Wanxiang thought that it would be great if she and Lianxin exchanged identities. Lianxin will definitely be a good daughter-in-law who is virtuous, tolerant and kind.

"Your Majesty, the concubine is fine." Chu Wanxiang said.

"Hmm. This king will take care of a little more official business, and you will stay obediently and not go anywhere, do you hear?" Chu Mohan instructed her.

Chu Wanxiang nodded obediently: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Chu Mohan continued to deal with government affairs. Chu Wanxiang was lying on the bed, bored in every way, so she had to close her eyes and recuperate. But as soon as she closed her eyes, she felt a faint breath in her ears, and when she opened her eyes, Chu Mohan fell asleep on the couch.

Chu Wanxiang was stunned for a moment, stretched out her hand, and stroked his face. His thin and fair cheeks were pale and haggard, his thick eyelashes covered the deep depths of his eyes, and his thin lips were pursed into a tight arc, showing the pain he was trying to endure at the moment.

She frowned in distress and slowly leaned over him.

Chu Mohan seemed to be alert, suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at her. Chu Wanxiang's heartbeat accelerated, she looked away in a panic, and said weakly, "You're awake."

The anger in Chu Mohan's eyes faded, replaced by deep attachment and guilt.

"I'm sorry, this king shouldn't have scared you." His low voice was full of guilt.

He must not have known how charming he was.

Chu Wanxiang swallowed involuntarily. This taste is not unfamiliar, and it has also appeared in dreams. Chu Mohan, whom she once admired, was her husband, but she didn't dare to admit it.

"It's fine." Chu Wanxiang forced herself to look away, "Your Majesty, it's not early, you can rest."

"Xiang'er......" Chu Mohan called her.

Chu Wanxiang said impatiently, "Your Majesty, rest quickly."

Chu Mohan looked at her for a moment, but finally didn't speak, got up and said, "This king will come to see you another day." Let's walk away.

Chu Wanxiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Mohan left with his front foot, and a palace man sent an invitation from his back foot.

It was a post by Miss Li Jia, a third-grade official, inviting Chu Wanxiang to participate in the plum banquet. Chu Wanxiang didn't like this kind of party and didn't want to go to the appointment, so she returned the post.

Unexpectedly, the eldest lady of the Li family refused to give up, and wrote to Chu Wanxiang every once in a while, inviting her to enjoy the flowers and swim in the lake. Chu Wanxiang was overwhelmed, and finally had to agree to the appointment and go to Li's house to enjoy the plums.

The plum banquet was held for three days, but Chu Wanxiang was unwell and was unable to go. In the past three days, Chu Mohan occasionally came to see her and chatted with her. Chu Wanxiang gradually opened up to him, and in contrast, Chu Mohan's attitude towards her was more gentle and meticulous.

Chu Mohan's temperament has always been cold and withdrawn, and it is rare to be patient with a person, Chu Wanxiang is simply ecstatic. Although Chu Wanxiang didn't go to the plum banquet once, she would prepare a generous gift to send to the Li family every year.

"Niangniang, this is the new snow lotus this year."

Chu Wanxiang was practicing calligraphy, and looked up at the gorgeous and charming snow lotus. "Take it."

"Mother, won't you take a bite?" Lianxin was unwilling, and she finally got this pot of snow lotus from the warehouse.

Chu Wanxiang glanced at her lightly: "No need."

Lotus Xin was disappointed and put the snow lotus back into the brocade box and took it back to the dormitory.

When night fell, Lianxin turned off the lights and went to sleep, and suddenly found that there was a strange fragrance in the house. Lianxin held her breath and lifted the curtain, only to see Chu Mohan leaning on the soft collapse, his fingers gently twisting the wine jug, and drinking it all.

"Your Majesty!" Lianxin hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

Chu Mohan waved his hand, and Lianxin retreated.

Chu Mohan got out of bed, walked straight to the side of the desk, picked up the pen and ink and spread out the rice paper, dipped the pen in the ink, and began to paint.

Chu Mohan's painting was nothing else, it was a familiar face of Chu Wanxiang. Chu Wanxiang carefully identified it and confirmed that this was her.

Chu Mohan's painting skills are exquisite, and Chu Wanxiang, sketched with a few brushstrokes, is lifelike and vivid.

She looked so much like another person, and even her demeanor was so similar. Chu Wanxiang couldn't help frowning, what's going on?