Chapter 483 It seems that she feels that her life is too leisurely
Soon, the steaming and fragrant hot pot was ready.
Chuchun and Chuxia carried trays full of food, while Xiaowenzi held a small charcoal stove that was burning brightly. The three of them came to the side hall together.
Xiao Wanzi skillfully placed the charcoal stove under the specially made table, and then placed the copper pot with rich soup and boiling red oil steadily on the stove mouth.
Everything was arranged properly. Several people bowed respectfully to the prince and princess and quietly withdrew.
The red soup is boiling, and the hot steam with spicy and fresh aroma hits you in the face.
Lan Xiyue was already salivating with appetite and couldn't wait to pick up a piece of meat and dip it in the boiling soup. When the meat turned from red to white, she immediately took it out, rolled it in a small bowl filled with sesame oil, minced garlic, coriander, and crushed peanuts, and put it into her mouth.
The tender and chewy meat slices, wrapped in a complex spicy flavor, bloomed on the tip of her tongue. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction, "Mmm! So tender and delicious! In this freezing weather, eating hot pot around the stove is the most comfortable thing!"
Mo Liyuan looked at her, looking like a satisfied little cat, with a smile almost overflowing from his eyes.
He simply played the role of "hot pot official".
With her slender fingers, she delicately put the thin slices of meat, crispy tripe, and slippery duck intestines into the boiling soup pot one by one, precisely controlling the heat. After they were cooked to just the right temperature, she placed them all into the jade bowl in front of Lan Xiyue.
Lan Xiyue enjoyed the personal service of His Royal Highness the Regent with peace of mind. Her face turned red from eating, and even beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. She felt comfortable and warm all over.
Until she burped contentedly, subconsciously rubbed her slightly bulging belly, and said in a lazy and innocent voice: "Oh, I'm so full, I really can't eat anymore."
Seeing this, Mo Liyuan's smile deepened.
He picked up a plain silk handkerchief and gently wiped away the oil droplets on her lips.
He then stood up, took the silver fox fur-trimmed cloak hanging next to him, carefully draped it over her shoulders, and fastened the laces.
Then he took her slightly cold hand and wrapped it in his warm palm: "Come on, Yue'er, you are full. Let me accompany you for a walk to help you digest the food."
"Yeah." Lan Xiyue responded obediently, letting him hold her hand and stroll under the brightly lit corridors of the palace.
The night was quiet, and tiny snowflakes began to fall from the dark night, silently covering the grass, trees, bricks and stones in the courtyard.
Lan Xiyue suddenly stopped and stretched out her hand.
A few crystal clear snowflakes slowly fell on her warm palms and instantly melted into a few cold water stains.
She raised her head and looked at Mo Liyuan's black hair, which was also blessed by the snowflakes. Her eyes gleamed with a gentle yet cunning light: "Mo Liyuan, look, the snowflakes are falling on our heads. Does this mean... that we have grown old together?"
Mo Liyuan raised his eyebrows, looking down at her, his voice low and full of unquestionable seriousness: "What I want is to grow old together with Yue'er, not just this snowflake joke, but decades later, when our hair is covered with frost, we will still be holding hands and leaning on each other."
Lan Xiyue's heart trembled, and she turned around to face him.
A sweet and solemn smile spread across her lips: "Yes! True lifelong companionship, forever and ever, never leaving each other."
She paused, her smile tinged with a rare hint of stubbornness and seriousness. "Mo Liyuan, you must always treat me well and never change. If one day... you do something to let me down, I will leave you without hesitation and never look back."
Mo Liyuan's heart tightened at the resoluteness in her words.
He stretched out his long arms and suddenly hugged her again, with such force that it seemed as if he could embed her into her bones and blood.
A deep voice echoed above her head, carrying a rock-hard promise: "My feelings for Yue'er will last until death, and will never change."
Lan Xiyue snuggled up to his firm, warm chest, listening to his steady, strong heartbeat. Her gaze was cast towards the deep night sky in the distance, and she whispered softly, "Husband, you must... remember what you said today."
Mo Liyuan lowered his head and gently pressed his warm lips against her smooth forehead, "Yuer, don't worry."
At this tender moment when snow fell silently, Tianyi hesitated in the shadow of a column not far away.
He had arrived a long time ago, but he really couldn't bear to interrupt this rare and quiet moment between the prince and princess.
The content of the secret letter sent by the secret guard just now forced him to go forward.
Lan Xiyue was keenly aware of the figure peeking out, and gently stepped out of Mo Liyuan's embrace, calling out to Tianyi, "Tianyi, come over if you have anything to say."
Upon hearing this, Tianyi quickly stepped forward as if he had been pardoned but also as if he were going to the execution ground. He bowed deeply to the two of them and said, "Master, Princess."
Mo Liyuan was interrupted, his face instantly darkened, and his sharp eyes shot towards Tianyi like an icicle.
Tianyi felt his master's gaze that almost froze him, and he lowered his head even lower, wishing he could bury it in his chest.
Lan Xiyue looked at Tianyi and asked, "Is there something important?"
Tianyi lowered his head and spoke in a very low voice, "Reporting to the princess, I just received an urgent report from the secret guards of the Huguo Temple. The Queen Mother is in poor health and her illness... is getting worse." The last few words were almost inaudible.
Lan Xiyue frowned slightly, wondering, "Didn't I specially prepare some nourishing pills a while ago and send them to Huguo Temple for the Queen Mother to take? How could her condition have worsened?"
Tianyi raised his head cautiously, quickly glancing at his master's frosty face, then quickly lowered his eyelids, his voice as soft as a mosquito's: "Princess, the Queen Mother...she knew that the pill was made by you, so she refused to take it, and therefore...the illness..."
When Lan Xiyue heard this, a hint of understanding flashed across her eyes, and then turned into a hint of helplessness.
So that's how it is. The thorn in the Queen Mother's heart is still deeply rooted.
After all... it was she who personally ended the life of the Empress Dowager's own son, the late Emperor. This grudge cannot be cured by medicine.
Mo Liyuan's aura suddenly turned icy cold, and his voice was filled with icy chill: "Has anyone visited the Huguo Temple recently to 'visit' the Queen Mother?"
Tianyi quickly replied, "My Lord, the Princess went to the Huguo Temple a few days ago and served the Empress Dowager for a few days."
Mo Liyuan narrowed his eyes dangerously, raised his thin lips in an icy arc, and snorted coldly: "It seems that she thinks her life is too leisurely." The chilling tone in his voice made Tianyi shiver involuntarily.
Lan Xiyue frowned, pondered for a moment, and looked at Mo Liyuan: "The Queen Mother is seriously ill... Do you want me to go to the Huguo Temple to see her?" Although she knew that the Queen Mother disliked her, as a nominal daughter-in-law with medical skills, it seemed difficult for her to stay out of it.
Mo Liyuan raised his hand, gently caressing her slightly furrowed brows with his warm fingertips. His voice instantly softened, carrying a soothing tone: "Yue'er will go to the Qian Mansion the day after tomorrow to propose marriage for your elder brother. This matter is more urgent. The Huguo Temple..."
He paused and said, "I will take Yao Lao there myself. The Empress Dowager is in the mood now. If you go, I'm afraid..." What he didn't finish was understood by both of them - it would be better not to meet each other, as it would only add to the excitement.
Lan Xiyue felt relieved when she heard this.
She really didn't want to face the Queen Mother's eyes, which might be full of resentment, and she was even more afraid that her presence would aggravate the old lady's condition.
Thinking of this, she nodded obediently: "Alright. With Elder Yao here, it should be safe. I... won't go and cause trouble for the Queen Mother."
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