Chapter 338 I am a human, not a fairy
An Yi whispered what happened tonight.
Mo Liyuan's eyes narrowed upon hearing this, and a chill spread throughout his body. The person he held dear to his heart was assassinated again and again. How could this not make him furious? "They are simply courting death!" Mo Liyuan's voice was low and cold, like a winter wind, making people shudder.
Thinking that the fire was still being put out at the Prime Minister's Mansion and that Bai Lianyan was dead, Mo Liyuan's anger subsided a little and he stood up and walked into the house.
He gently pushed open the door, walked to the bed and slowly lay down. Not long after he lay down, Lan Xiyue rolled into his arms naturally like a kitten.
Mo Liyuan lowered his head and looked at the sleeping face in his arms. The corners of his lips could not help but curl up slightly with a hint of doting. He gently hugged this soft person and slowly closed his eyes.
The next morning, the first ray of sunlight filtered through the window lattice and sprinkled into the house, adding a touch of warmth to this quaint room.
Lan Xiyue woke up in a daze. As soon as she opened her eyes, she met Mo Liyuan's deep eyes. She was stunned for a moment, "Mo Liyuan? No, you didn't leave last night?"
Mo Liyuan chuckled softly, his fingers gently stroking her cheek, "Yue'er held me tightly last night and refused to let go. I couldn't leave."
Lan Xiyue rolled her eyes upon hearing this, and looked down. She saw that her hands were still tightly clutching his clothes. She pouted, turned over, got out of bed, and called out softly, "Chuchun, Chuxia."
Chuchun and Chuxia, who were standing at the door, heard the call and quickly pushed the door open and walked in.
Chu Xia was about to speak when she saw the Regent lying on the bed. She paused and, along with Chu Chun, lowered her head. They called out in unison, "Your Majesty."
The two secretly complained in their hearts, "The prince stayed in the young lady's room again last night?" However, they thought again, this was not the first time, so they had to remain calm.
Chuchun brought the hot water to the shelf and set it down. With her head lowered, not daring to look around, Lan Xiyue walked over to the shelf and began to wash. When she was done, she sat down in front of the bronze mirror. Chuchun picked up the comb and gently combed her hair.
Mo Liyuan stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes. He sat at the table, leisurely poured a cup of tea, and took a few sips. His eyes swept over Lan Xiyue from time to time, full of tenderness and pampering.
Chuxia was busy making the bed, her movements quick and meticulous.
Chuchun whispered, "Young lady, the maid who came back from shopping early this morning heard that a fire broke out in the Prime Minister's residence last night. The fire was fierce, and the Prime Minister's residence was busy putting out the fire all night. Young lady Bai also died in the fire, and the people outside are talking about it."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue just said "Oh" lightly.
Mo Liyuan's lips curled up into an imperceptible smile. Yue'er's personality was such that she would never hesitate to avenge herself, and she would never drag her feet. However, Yue'er seemed to have a different feeling towards the Duke of Huguo's Mansion?
After breakfast, Lan Xiyue prepared to go to the disabled village. Seeing this, Mo Liyuan offered to go with her without hesitation.
Inside the carriage, the two sat facing each other. Lan Xiyue finally couldn't help but ask, "Mo Liyuan, don't you have anything to do?"
Mo Liyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled as gentle as jade: "Well, I am free today, so I will accompany Yue'er for a walk."
Outside the carriage, Tianyi secretly complained, "Who said the master is fine?" If the Third Prince knew that the master said so, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. At this moment, the Third Prince must be busy and overwhelmed.
After hearing this, Lan Xiyue said no more and started to earn points. It was boring to ride in a carriage anyway.
In the last carriage, early spring and early summer were whispering.
Chu Xia's eyes sparkled with envy: "The Regent and the young lady have such a good relationship, it's really enviable."
Chuchun chuckled upon hearing this and jokingly said, "Why, you want to get married too? The young lady is so kind to us. If you really want to get married, tell her and she will definitely agree."
Chuxia's cheeks flushed slightly. She glared at Chuchun and said coquettishly, "Don't talk nonsense. I want to serve the young lady forever. I don't want to get married."
Chuchun looked out the carriage window, her eyes gentle and profound: "Yes, it is our blessing to be with the young lady. I will also serve the young lady forever."
An Yi drove the carriage steadily, but his mind was not on the road ahead, but on the laughter of the two girls in the carriage.
Especially Chuchun, that girl who was always a little shy and calm. Whenever she whispered, An Yi's heart would beat involuntarily. He shook his head suddenly, looked forward, and drove the carriage seriously.
The streets were bustling with people and discussions were heard one after another, all of which revolved around the sudden fire in the Prime Minister's Mansion last night.
Two carriages slowly drove out of the city gate and headed towards the Disabled Village.
An hour later, the carriage stopped at the entrance of the Disabled Village.
As soon as Lan Xiyue and her group got off the bus, they were surrounded by a group of enthusiastic villagers. They were ragged and disabled. The villagers knelt down and shouted, "Fairy, you are here!"
Mo Liyuan raised his brows slightly, secretly surprised. In just one afternoon yesterday, Yue'er had already gained such respect among these people, being honored as a "fairy." He looked at Lan Xiyue, only to see her smile gentle, her eyes filled with tenderness.
"Hurry up and get up," Lan Xiyue said softly, "I'm a human, not a fairy."
Zhang Wu's voice was hoarse and filled with emotion: "Fairy, in our hearts, you are the fairy sent by God to save our disabled village. You have superb medical skills and a kind heart. Not only did you heal us, but you also sent us food. We are very grateful."
"Okay, everyone, get up so I can heal a few more people."
Upon hearing this, the villagers stood up one after another, their faces filled with gratitude and expectation.
Zhang Wu scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "Fairy, the wooden house you sent over there has already been built yesterday. We have already cleaned it up. You can go to the house over there to get treatment. It is spacious there. My thatched house is too simple."
Lan Xiyue looked in the direction of Zhang Wu's finger and saw a brand new wooden house standing at the edge of the village. Surrounding it were busy secret guards and villagers from the disabled village who continued to build houses.
Although they have limited mobility, they are helping to the best of their ability, with their faces filled with the joy of work and longing for the future.
Lan Xiyue came to the newly built house and walked in. The villagers lined up quietly, with ten old men in the queue, and the rest went to help build the house. After these ten old men were healed, they came one by one.
Mo Liyuan wanted to go in and see how Lan Xiyue fitted these people with prosthetic limbs, but Lan Xiyue didn't let him in, saying it would distract her.
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