The genius beast-controlling concubine: demon wife, you have lost your integrity

Xi Yao muttered to himself, "Mo Ling, what is your level? What do you mean by your words? Why can't you speak human terms clearly?"

"Miss, you're awake!" The door creaked open, Xing'er came in with some food and put it on the table.

At this time, it was time for dinner, and the voices in the front yard were even louder, and the sound of firecrackers was layer upon layer.Even in the inner courtyard, Xi Yao could feel the excitement ahead.

"I'm supposed to be busy until late tonight!"

"Yes, but the ministers are the ones who are busy. Miss, you don't know. Those who had a wedding party ran away for one round, and then another round immediately, and those who gave gifts even gave double, all of them were smiling. My heart is bleeding, and my heart aches for the gift money!"

"Of course!"

When she was not a princess, those ministers dared to favor one person over another, but now that she is Princess Yongle, those ministers naturally dare not neglect her.

King Jing also has Princess Youran on his side, so it's no wonder they don't fawn on her.

Xi Yao untied the rope from the scroll, slowly opened it, and with a plop, a strange object in the shape of an ice flower fell to the ground.Xi Yao picked it up, touched the patterns on it, and felt that it was a bit like a telegram.

"what?"

"It's nothing, maybe it's just a decoration, don't you see there is a little ruby ​​in the middle?"

"Yes, but such a strange decoration is really rare."

Xing'er didn't think much about it, she turned around and continued serving dishes.

Xi Yao put this weird thing in her arms, and slowly opened the scroll.On the scroll is a little girl with big eyes, but full of tears, holding a candied haws with both hands, looking like she is about to burst into tears.

The girl's clothes are not very shabby nor noble, she looks very ordinary, but Xi Yao gasped, she didn't know the girl in the painting, but she looked very familiar, the more she looked, the more she looked like a shrunken girl. version of yourself.

Xi Yao stared at the scroll and said, "This...is me!"

Mo Ling has a picture scroll of her childhood in his hand, but how is this possible!Mo Linggui is Da Luo's prince, how could he know such a lowly person as her, let alone she was still a fool back then.

"Hey, when was this painting painted? Why doesn't this servant know?"

"Xing'er, come and see, is the woman in the painting me?"

"The miss is right. The birthmark, and the fact that the miss was cute and cried when she was young. As long as you buy snacks for the miss when you cry, you will stop crying! I think the background...it should be that the miss went to the temple fair when she was young. The time we got separated!"

"I went to a temple fair when I was a child?"

"Of course, since the young lady was eight years old, she could get 50 taels of silver from the master every year to go out to play at the temple fair, but only in that year did she get separated. Looking at this picture, it was almost when the young lady was eight years old. "

"Eight years old... I met him when I was eight years old..."

Xi Yao couldn't help but talk to herself, Xing'er couldn't understand what she was saying, and asked, "Miss, who has seen you?"

"No...no one, Xing'er, you said I got lost back then, do you still remember who sent me back then?"

"I don't remember, it's just that Miss suddenly appeared at the door of the house with a lot of snacks in her hand."

"oh, I see."

Xi Yao rolled up the scroll and put it on the bedside, his mind was full of Mo Ling's words.

The scroll he sent may also be painted by him.

Eight years ago...

Xi Yao sighed, even if he saw her eight years ago, what he drew was Meng Xi Yao from before, not her now.Even if Mo Ling still misses that person, she is no longer who she is now.