pungent peasant girl

Chapter 364

There was silence in the air.

Coincidentally, a maid came in, Mo Yao took the tea gu from the maid's hand, and put it in front of Meng Qianyan, "Qianyan, scented tea, drink it."

"Okay, thank you sister-in-law."

The warm and fragrant tea entered the throat.

Meng Qianyan felt a little regretful.

Maybe too many things happened recently, and because she was too anxious about Ziyan and Luo's family, she couldn't control her temper.

Mo Ling has stayed quietly in the Eastern Palace for many years, why should she criticize Mo Ling's choice?
She put down the tea gu, "By the way, sister-in-law, father's birthday should be coming soon."

"Yes, if you do the math, it will take ten more days. Have you prepared any decent birthday gifts?"

Meng Qianyan sighed, "Oh, I'm so busy now that I'm dizzy, I don't have time to prepare the birthday gift, and I don't want to be in the limelight, and cause bad things."

Mo Yao nodded, "A-Ling also meant the same thing, it will come when you want it."

Speaking of Mo Ling, Mo Yao gave him a gentle look.

Mo Ling smiled, "Yes, that's what I mean too."

"At that time, the palace should be very lively."

"That's right, Qian Yan, if you are too tired from playing, you can stay in the East Palace for a few days, and don't go back to the Prince Consort's Mansion."

"Okay, then I'm not going to be polite."

After chatting with Mo Yao for a while, Meng Qianyan's legs became numb, so she stood up and moved her body.

Mo Yao asked softly beside her: "Qianyan, we will have lunch later, are you hungry? What do you like to eat?"

"Me, I'm not picky eaters."

"Okay, I'll go cook for you and make some delicious dishes for you."

Meng Qianyan and Mo Ling came outside, and Mo Ling practiced Tai Chi one move at a time.

Meng Qianyan still felt a little regretful about his uncontrolled temper just now.

So, he also imitated Mo Ling's appearance and punched there.

Mo Yao led the maidservants back with their lunch, seeing their brothers and sisters, couldn't help but bend the corners of their lips.

"A Ling, Qianyan, come over for lunch."

Mo Yao's craftsmanship is really high. They are all vegetarian dishes, but they are delicious.

Mo Ling was smiling all the time, either adding food to Mo Yao, or adding food to Meng Qianyan, as if he didn't care about his indiscriminate words before.

This lunch was spent very warmly.

Meng Qianyan also understood from his heart how much Mo Ling liked such a quiet life.

"I'm done eating."

The last grain of rice was put into his mouth, and the bowl and chopsticks were placed on the table.

Mo Ling smiled, "I'm almost done too."

Mo Yao called the maidservant to tidy up.

Meng Qianyan looked at the sun outside, "Brother Prince, sister-in-law, I have been here for a long time, I think I should go back."

"I want to go back, don't you sit for a while?" Mo Yao asked.

"No, I've bothered you here for too long."

"Then let Ah Ling send you off."

"Okay, I'll see you off."

Mo Ling stood up, walked out of the palace with Meng Qianyan, walked down the stone steps, and walked out of the magnolia tree.

Outside the East Palace, on the wide avenue, the palace people are busy doing things in groups.

Meng Qianyan looked towards the center, "Is that the Qinzheng Palace over there?"

"Yes, it's the Hall of Qinzheng, you can pass through here."

Meng Qianyan paused, he should have not gone to greet the emperor for some days.

She looked at Mo Ling, "How about going to see Emperor Father together?"

"Alright."

Follow this road to the Qinzheng Hall.

In the Palace of Qinzheng, the emperor was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting on a dragon chair, picking up and putting down the memorial in his hand, looking at it very seriously.

The emperor is getting older, and it seems that his eyes are not very good, and he can see a lot more slowly.

Meng Qianyan wanted to go in, but the boss blocked the door.

"Prince, princess."

"Boss, we want to see Father." Meng Qianyan said.

"Princess, it's better to come back later. The emperor is very busy today, so he specially told this old slave that he will not see anyone if there is no important matter."

"So busy—" Meng Qianyan looked at Mo Ling, "Then shall we go in?"

Mo Ling paused, "Since father is busy with things, let's not go."

"Cough, cough, cough—"

There was a coughing sound from inside.

The old manager walked back quickly, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, slow down, there is tea here."

Meng Qianyan was startled, why did the emperor grow old so fast these days?Obviously, the emperor was still very strong when she was the palace maid Peach Blossom.

"Too—" She turned to look at Mo Ling.

Mo Ling was in a daze, with a lot of heartache in his eyes.

She closed her mouth and said nothing.

It was Mo Ling who turned her head slowly and walked down the steps silently.

Meng Qianyan followed behind him, and he quickly turned around again. He looked at Meng Qianyan, "Qianyan, it seems, it seems that what you said is right."

"What?" Meng Qianyan was taken aback.

"I'm running away. You're right. I'm running away. Think about it, if I share my father's worries, why does my father work so hard?"

"Brother Prince, I was also in a hurry just now."

"It's because I stayed in the East Palace all day, so I didn't help my father too much." Mo Ling sighed, with hesitation and entanglement on his face.

Meng Qianyan thought for a while, "You can do something appropriately."

"I, what should I do?" Mo Ling frowned.

Although he has held the title of prince for many years, he has lived in the East Palace for many years, under protection, and lived a peaceful life.

"If I don't do something, I feel that I am too sorry for my father."

Meng Qianyan didn't know how to answer Mo Ling.

She didn't know much about the affairs of the court.

It's Ziyan.By the way, she thought of Luo Ziyan, she said to Mo Ling: "Brother Prince, why don't you ask Ziyan?"

Hearing this, Mo Ling's eyes lit up, "That's right, there is also Ziyan, he is in the Palace of Qinzheng."

Meng Qianyan looked around, "I don't know what Ziyan is busy with. He is not here at the moment. Otherwise, the prince's brother asked the people around him to wait here. When Ziyan comes back, tell him to go See you in the East Palace?"

"That's fine too."

"Well, by the way, if you have any ideas, you can discuss them with your sister-in-law."

"Yes, you are right." Mo Ling's expression relaxed, "What about you?"

"Me, in two more hours, it will be dark, and I can't stay in the palace all the time, can I, I should go out of the palace now, and then go back to my son-in-law."

"Okay, then I won't send you off. I have to make arrangements here. I also want to see an imperial doctor."

"Okay, then we'll meet another day."

As the sun gradually moved towards the west, Meng Qianyan stepped over the threshold of the palace gate and got into the carriage of the son-in-law's mansion.

She lowered the curtain, and several gloomy eyes fell on her carriage.

Those eyes watched her carriage go away, and looked at each other, each with a treacherous smile.

(End of this chapter)