Qing Palace Dream Like Smoke·Moyu

Chapter 162

Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, but didn't make a sound.Shisi glanced at her, frowned and said, "You don't seem to be in a hurry at all, do you... really want to stay on this grassland?" His voice was a little dry.

Mo Yu smiled lightly: "The Lord Mendu won't ask the emperor for me, so why should I be in a hurry?"

Fourteen was stunned for a moment, very puzzled: "How do you know he can't?"

Mo Yu said softly: "My lord is a person who knows that it is useless to force, so why would he want me from the emperor?" His concubine, Nahan, left with hatred in depression, how could he repeat the same mistakes?
"Forcing is useless?" Fourteen repeated, crossing his hands, thoughtful, then smiled again: "If it were me, I wouldn't care about forcing or not, no matter what you still can't let go of in your heart, as long as you enter it one day earlier." What else, is there anything in this world that cannot be changed?" When he said this, he looked at her with a half-smile, his eyes as bright as cold stars were full of deep meaning.

Mo Yu's heart trembled, she turned her head and said: "I still have to go to the front to take care of it, leaving Chunyun alone, so I can't rest assured." After saying that, she left in a hurry without saluting.

Back at the original place, the bonfire was still bright, the crowd was still noisy, maybe it was the delicious food and wine, which warmed people's hearts, and everyone was chaotic together, no distinction between seniority and inferiority, hooking shoulders and backs, playing games and drinking, and laughing.

Moyu likes the paddock, and it is far more relaxed and free here than in the Forbidden City, but this time, there are many more things on her mind, such lively joy, in the eyes of her who is standing quietly on the side, it seems to be just lonely and tasteless.

She was in a trance, and stood for a while, but saw Bu Nang Mendu talking and laughing loudly among the group of people beside him, his eyebrows were beaming, his spirit was high, and he couldn't help smiling. This person will always be like the wind and sun on the grassland, bright and unruly, with outstanding demeanor , originally wanted to talk to him about what happened just now, but after thinking about it, she still gave up. The boring mood made her lose interest in everything, and even the things that were closely related to herself felt dull.

Although she is not interested, she still remembers her duty. Looking left and right, she didn't see Chunyun. She was a little surprised. Where did this girl go? She frowned, and didn't know if the hangover soup was properly prepared.

Kangxi is not good at drinking, and he doesn't like his courtiers who drink too much, but on occasions like Qiuwei, drinking at dinner is inevitable.Therefore, Kangxi would drink some himself at this time, and after he left the banquet, the others didn't have to be restrained, and they all drank to their heart's content.Once, Mo Yu taught a few people in the royal tea room to prepare hangover tea or soup and send them to the camps, gradually this became a custom.

When he was about to look for it, he saw Chunyun coming in a hurry, and when he saw Moyu, he hurriedly approached and said, "Sister, you are back, the prince got drunk not long after you left, and I don't know what happened to today's wine , several masters are drunk, even the fourth master seems drunk, it's the first time I see this master drunk."

Mo Yu's heart beat so fast that she couldn't speak.Chunyun You said freely: "It's the Thirteenth Master who is sober and sent the Fourth Master back to the camp. I'm about to send the hangover soup."

Mo Yu took a pot of tea from her hand and asked, "Where is this going to be sent?"

Chunyun said: "The third master and the eighth master sent Qiuyue and Zhen'er there, and the fourth master Rong Hua just sent it over, leaving... the crown prince and the thirteenth master." Mo Yu nodded and said: "Then I'll send it to the prince."

But Chunyun said: "I'll go to the prince's place, and my sister will send it to the thirteenth master." Moyu knew that she was still worried about him. Although he found it funny, his heart still warmed, but he couldn't say a word of thanks.

(End of this chapter)