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Chapter 555 Prince, do you dare to marry? (64)

There is a lot of tea in the wooden box, more than a catty.

It is estimated that the queen knew that he liked it, so she sent all the remaining tea leaves.

For Mo An, the Queen has always been responsive, even if what he wants is what he likes the most.

I would rather be unhappy myself than make him happy.

In front of Mo An, the Queen is a real, pampering mother.

Even the seventh prince has never been treated like this.

Mo An fiddled with the tea leaves, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, making it difficult for people to see the complexities in his eyes.

Why treat him so well, so good that he can't justly ignore her.

Sighing, he handed the wooden box to the palace man, who took it and put it away.Prepare to give it to her when Tangxi comes next time.

Jiu'er watched their movements while nibbling on snacks.

But he didn't ask a word.

There is one more thing she has learned in the past three years, talk less and ask less, knowing too much will never live long.

Mo An didn't explain to her either.

He poured another cup of tea for himself and took a sip, looking very leisurely.

Jiu'er couldn't help asking: "Brother Jiu, didn't you say that Sister Ning told you stories?"

She blinked her big eyes, eagerly, eager to see through.

It was only then that Mo An remembered this.

"Well. Now, let's listen." He pondered for a moment, his thin lips parted slightly, and he told the story in a cold voice.

It is a completely different experience from listening to Tangxi's narration.

Her voice is deep, but not hoarse, like the wind at the border, dry and fluent.

As for Mo An, he was born with a good voice, and his cool voice added wind to him, like a wind chime with air-conditioning in it.

No matter which one it is, it sounds so good that people can't stop listening to it.

Jiu'er held her chin, she didn't know when she even put aside the half-eaten rose cake in her hand, and listened intently.

After half an hour.

Jiu'er was escorted out of the palace gate by Mo'an and the palace guards. After seeing her disappearing from afar, she turned and went back to the palace.

With the muffled sound of the wooden door being pushed, the vermilion hall was closed.

Most of the lights went out one by one, and Nuo Da's palace was more than half dark in an instant, leaving only a few lights.

But for Mo An, it was enough.

He was leaning against the head of the bed, holding the half-read book in his hand.

However, it could be seen that his mind was not on the book.

All that came to his mind was Tangxi's face.

can not watch anymore.

Was he poisoned?

After being poisoned by the poison named Jiang Ning, even if I don't do anything, I still think about her.

Can't drive away.

Rubbing between his brows, he simply put the book aside, asked the palace servants to turn off the lights, and then lay down with his eyes closed.

I was a little tired today, so I fell asleep quickly.

He slept very peacefully that night, and vaguely felt a low and gentle voice whispering something next to his ear, which was very pleasant, just like the lullaby, which made him sleep more peacefully.

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After making sure that she was out of Mo'an's sight, Jiu'er's little face collapsed.

The gate of the palace is within easy reach.

But she didn't want to take a step closer, she just felt that it was a cage, a shackle, tightly trapping her.

She can't do what she wants to do, can't meet the person she wants to meet, she just wants to hear a story, why is it so difficult.

She squatted down, grabbing the grass once in a while.

The hem of the skirt hung all over the floor, but she didn't care about it.

She was just terribly wronged.

Don't you just want to hear a story, why is it so difficult!

Brother Jiu's speech is also very nice, but she just likes what sister Ning said, what's wrong?
But because of her status, she can only keep such a little hobby firmly in her heart, and dare not reveal it to the imperial sisters.

Because getting too close will bring her death.

Even if she didn't want to do anything, didn't want to fight for power, and didn't want to fall into the quagmire of their struggle.

But who made her the queen?

This identity is her original sin, and based on this, everything she does is wrong.

Being born in the royal family is the most painful pain in the world.

No freedom, no kinship, not even the right to like.

It would be great if she was just a girl from an ordinary family.

But in that case, she probably won't even have the chance to meet sister Ning.

She raised the back of her hand to wipe away the tears that welled up in her eyes.

But what to do, she just wanted to hear the story told by Sister Ning herself.

Is there no way to have the best of both worlds?

"Your Highness, Your Highness?"

A familiar voice sounded, and a light moved in her direction, getting closer.

It was the people from the palace who came.They must have seen her light just now, but they didn't wait until she went back and the light went out again, so they came here worried.

Jiu'er quickly wiped away her tears and smiled: "This hall is here, the lamp accidentally fell on the ground and went out, the road is too dark, this hall doesn't know which direction to go."

she explained.

The palace man naturally would not have any doubts, and only took her back to the palace with distress.

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Because the mansion has not been repaired, Tangxi can only stay in the post station temporarily.

The post station officials were very considerate, and the room they prepared for her was exactly the one she lived in when she came to Beijing three years ago.

When the door was pushed open, the furnishings inside were the same as when she left, even the position of the teacup hadn't changed, and the leaf she had put on the table was still there.

This house has not been lived in by anyone in the past three years.

I have to say, this was a surprise.

Living in this room has a different kind of peace of mind.

A stay is a few days.

Soon, she fell into the same situation as three years ago.

She is summoned by the Queen every day, but the purpose has changed. After all, she is not the little lieutenant general who can be summoned at any time, but the head of the military general who holds great power.

Even if the queen has the heart, it is not suitable for overkill, so she was called to tell a story.

I summon her every day, mainly to understand the situation at the border and discuss various matters at the border.

Such as military pay, such as rising stars, such as the dynamics of surrounding countries.

There were too many things to discuss, for several days in a row, Tangxi entered the palace early in the morning, and only left the palace when the palace gate was locked.

Of course, the queen would not keep her so late every time.

Every time it was so late, it was because every day when she came out of the imperial study, she would go to the imperial garden to meet Mo An, tell stories, drink tea and eat snacks.

Talk about something better every day.

However, the two thick credit books cannot be finished in a few days.

After so many days, I have only talked about a thin dozen pages.

It is impossible for the queen to be ignorant of all this, and the only explanation is to turn a blind eye.

Because she found that because of this, Mo An's body has a tendency to get better.

His knot is still unknown, and no one can prescribe the right medicine.

But he smiled more and more, even in front of the empress, he often wore a faint smile.It was the joy that radiated from the depths of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)