Chapter 490 She hasn't seen you for a long time, I think she will be happy
"Tattatt!" The rapid sound of horse hooves seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.
At this hour, there is only one person in the whole capital who dares to ride a horse on the street.
Prince Ning looked at Song Yanxi, who didn't even turn her head, and smiled weakly, "What a coincidence."
Afraid that she wouldn't understand, he explained considerately, "My Ning Wang Mansion has always been deserted. There may not be a single guest for several months.
There are two of them today, it's really a rare and lively occasion."
“Whoa—”
Mo Jinchuan dismounted and said in a cheerful voice, "It's only been half a day since we last met, and I'm already a guest at Prince Ning's mansion."
He glanced at Song Yanxi out of the corner of his eye, and a smile appeared on his face. "Third brother, what you said is really sad."
Prince Ning had a smile on his face and coughed twice before he spoke.
The face, which was already pale to begin with, turned as white as a paper man against the backdrop of the night, looking somewhat scary.
Mo Jinchuan raised his hand to pull his cloak, patted his shoulder and said, "Third brother, you have lost a lot of weight in the past six months."
Eunuch De smiled apologetically and said, "Your Highness Prince Jin may not know that Your Highness Prince Ning has had a poor appetite recently, and the Imperial Concubine is very worried about this.
Your Majesty is truly worried, and has specifically asked this old servant to ask the princess to come and help Prince Ning recuperate."
"Third brother is weak, how can he not eat well?"
As he spoke, Mo Jinchuan took out an oil-paper bag from his bosom and said, "Third brother's favorite peach blossom cake, freshly made by the imperial kitchen."
Prince Ning reached out to take it; the surface of the oil paper was still warm.
He chuckled, "Fifth brother, you're so thoughtful. The kitchen happened to have roasted lamb today. Let's have a drink together later."
Mo Jinchuan also smiled, "You can eat meat, but don't drink wine.
If the emperor knew that I took my third brother to drink, he would break my legs."
Prince Ning coughed lightly and said with a smile: "It's okay. If there are no outsiders today, let's drink less."
He straightened his cloak and said in an elder brotherly manner, "Xiaowu, you used to listen to Third Brother the most."
De Hai's eyes reddened as he wiped them, saying, "If Your Majesty knew how close the two princes were, he would surely be so happy that he would eat half an extra bowl of rice tonight."
Mo Jinchuan turned to look at him, and said with a half-smile, "Since that's the case, Eunuch De should go back to the palace and report to the emperor first, so that he won't worry."
Prince Ning also said, "I have Xiaowu here to accompany me, so Eunuch De should go back early."
"This..." Dehai looked embarrassed.
Before he could speak, Prince Ning continued, "Don't worry, Eunuch De. Once Princess Yong'an has finished treating me, I will send someone to take her back to the Princess's Mansion."
He turned to look at Mo Jinchuan, and said with a half-smile: "Besides, we still have Xiaowu. You just need to go back to the palace and report to your father."
The smile on Dehai's face was hard to maintain.
His Majesty asked him to come along because he wanted to know whether Prince Ning's old illness could be cured, and if not, to what extent he could recover.
Now he just sent the person there, how would he report back?
As if he had guessed his dilemma, Prince Ning continued, "Your Majesty, I simply want to know if my illness can still be cured.
He'll know when he sees Xiaowu at tomorrow morning's court session."
After saying so many things in a row, he was obviously a little tired, and said with a gloomy look: "It's getting late, father-in-law, please go back first."
Now that things have come to this, Dehai has no choice but to leave no matter how reluctant he is.
But the old fox was still an old fox. Although he left, he left behind a young eunuch.
He used the excuse that he was afraid that he would not bring back any news and would not be able to report to Emperor Xuande.
He was just a small eunuch. As soon as he entered the palace, Prince Ning had someone take him downstairs to have tea.
There were no lanterns hanging in the corridor of Prince Ning's Mansion. The few people could only move forward relying on the two lanterns held by the guards, which could barely illuminate the road under their feet.
It just so happened that dark clouds covered the moon overhead, and the surrounding scenery was pitch black, and the people walking by felt an inexplicable chill on their backs.
Song Yanxi followed Mo Jinchuan vigilantly, biting her tongue and feeling secretly annoyed.
She should have thought of it earlier. Prince Ning had been staying in the mansion for nearly a year to recuperate from his illness. Apart from occasionally entering the palace on weekdays, he had almost no contact with anyone.
Over time, psychological problems are inevitable.
Not everyone can be like King Jin, who refuses to give up on himself even when he knows there is no hope for the future.
She had seen similar patients before, and what really tortured them to the point of being worse than death was not the illness.
But it’s the knot in my heart.
Most people who cannot get over it and accept reality will gradually lose hope and develop the determination to die.
Loss of appetite leading to weight loss is only the mildest symptom.
Song Yanxi glanced at the tall figure only half a step away from her, and felt secretly relieved.
Fortunately, he is here today, otherwise, she would not dare to treat this disease.
Although she did not anger Emperor Xuande and end up losing her head, the crime of disobeying the emperor was enough to make her suffer.
Song Yanxi was lost in thought when her cold hand suddenly fell into a warm and dry hand, and she heard his serious reminder in her ear.
"Watch your step."
"Thank you very much."
The robe was loose, covering the two people's tightly clasped hands, but it couldn't hide Song Yanxi's heart beating faster and faster.
How could this person be... so bold!
Prince Ning and his servant were walking in front of them, only two steps away.
Even if anyone looks back, they might find clues.
Noticing her pulling away, Mo Jinchuan silently held his hand tighter, not giving her any chance to escape.
Song Yanxi was a little annoyed and turned around to glare at him to show her dissatisfaction.
But it was dark in the corridor, and she could only vaguely see the outline of Mo Jinchuan's face.
The corners of his lips rose slightly, as if he was smiling?
Before Song Yanxi could get closer to take a closer look, she suddenly heard Prince Ning say, "Xiaowu, although you don't come back to the capital often, I have always kept your courtyard and often ordered people to clean and repair it."
As if he had swallowed the wind, he coughed violently twice in pain and said weakly, "Don't leave today. Stay here with me for one night."
Mo Jinchuan did not respond to him, but instead squeezed Song Yanxi's hand lightly under his sleeve.
Now she could see clearly that he was indeed smiling.
But that smile did not reach his eyes.
Song Yanxi tried to recall the rumors about the two brothers in the capital, but he could only recall a few sentences and could not find anything useful.
The only useful things were what Dehai said outside.
But no matter how she looked at it, the two brothers didn't seem as inseparable as they used to be, and were mostly just putting on a show.
The figure walking slowly forward stopped, and King Ning sighed softly, "Xiao Wu, you really are still angry with Third Brother."
Mo Jinchuan: “No.”
His tone was flat, and you couldn't hear much emotion in it.
Song Yanxi could feel that he was a little angry at the moment.
Prince Ning seemed to have noticed something and said helplessly, "Forget it. After all, I am the one who has wronged you."
He coughed twice and told the guard beside him, "Acheng, send someone to the Buddhist temple to invite the princess."
He paused and continued, "If she doesn't want to come, tell her that Xiaowu and the princess are here."
After saying this, Prince Ning turned to look at Mo Jinchuan, his face looking even paler under the candlelight. "She hasn't seen you for a long time, I think she will be happy."
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