Chapter 484: I don’t want you two girls to have wild thoughts here and make up stories for this princess
Mo Liyuan stopped and turned around. He held Lan Xiyue's shoulders and whispered, "Yu'er, your mother used to truly love you. Even now, her heart may not be filled with hatred."
Lan Xiyue smiled lightly, with a hint of understanding and relief, and gently patted the back of his hand: "I understand, husband, you don't have to explain it specially."
Mo Liyuan's heart softened, and he gently embraced her in his arms, placing a tender and solemn kiss on her smooth forehead. "Yu'er, I will go to Huguo Temple and have a good talk with my mother. It's late at night and the dew is heavy. You should go back to your room and rest first. You don't have to wait for me."
Lan Xiyue raised her head slightly from his embrace, her brows furrowed slightly. "Now? It's already so late, are you going to Huguo Temple right away?"
Mo Liyuan nodded, his expression solemn: "Well, my mother is old and seriously ill. She can't stand any delay. I will take Yao Lao with me so that she can be treated in time." He raised his hand and tucked a strand of her hair that was blown by the wind behind her ear.
"Okay." Lan Xiyue said no more and nodded obediently.
She reached into her sleeve, and with the cover of her cloak, she moved her mind slightly and took out a white jade porcelain bottle about half a foot high. She handed the bottle to Mo Liyuan: "Ask the old medicine master to use this water when he makes the medicine. The effect will be better if this water is used as medicine." This spiritual spring water is the greatest kindness she can currently do for the "mother-in-law" who has a grudge against her.
Mo Liyuan took the jade bottle and held it in his palm with care: "Come on, I'll take you back to your room first."
Lan Xiyue shook her head gently, her gaze cast towards the depths of the garden, which was covered in a thin layer of snow and seemed exceptionally quiet. "I ate too much just now, and I wouldn't be able to lie down comfortably if I go back now. I'll just take a leisurely walk to digest the food, and then I'll be back."
Mo Liyuan stared at her with his deep eyes, "It's freezing outside, Yue'er, don't stay here for long, go back and get some rest." He gathered her cloak, making sure she was wrapped tightly.
"I understand. Go ahead." Lan Xiyue pushed him and urged.
Mo Liyuan looked at her deeply. After a long while, he finally turned around and left with big strides. His dark figure quickly blended into the night.
Tian Yi bowed respectfully to Lan Xiyue, then quickly followed the direction his master left.
Outside the palace gate, the wind was freezing cold.
Yao Lao had been waiting beside the carriage for a long time, carrying a heavy medicine box on his back. He was so cold that he kept stamping his feet and breathing heavily.
Seeing Mo Liyuan coming out, he quickly bowed.
Mo Liyuan just nodded slightly, then walked straight down the stairs, and swiftly jumped onto the horse that had been prepared long ago, his posture as straight as a pine tree.
Tianyi walked up to Yao Lao and whispered, "Yao Lao, get in the carriage."
Yao Lao did not dare to delay and quickly stepped on the footstool and got into the warm carriage.
After he sat firmly, Tianyi jumped onto the shaft, shook the reins, and the carriage started moving.
Mo Liyuan kicked the horse's belly, and the steed raised its hooves, and drove into the vast snowy night with the carriage. The sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the snow was particularly clear.
After Mo Liyuan left, Lan Xiyue walked to the depths of the garden and stopped in front of a swing covered with thick snow.
She stretched out her hand, brushed her fingertips across the cold rope, gently sweeping off the snow on the swing board, then she wrapped her cloak tightly around her and slowly sat on it.
Her slender figure seemed particularly frail in the silent snowy night. She tapped the ground with her toes, and the swing began to swing slowly with a slight creaking sound, interwoven with the cold moonlight and snow light.
When they found the garden in early spring and early summer, this was the scene they saw: the princess was sitting alone on a swing swaying gently in the cold wind, with a thin layer of snow on her hair and shoulders.
Chuchun's heart tightened, and she stepped forward quickly, her voice filled with unconcealable anxiety and heartache: "Princess! It's so cold, why are you swinging here alone? Be careful not to catch a cold!" She reached out to help Lan Xiyue down.
Lan Xiyue's voice came through the cold air, so flat that no emotion could be heard: "It's nothing, I ate too much and felt bloated, so I came out to get some fresh air." She was still swaying from side to side.
Chuchun and Chuxia looked at each other quickly and saw the same confusion and worry in each other's eyes.
The princess had clearly come out with the prince for a walk to digest their food, so how could she suddenly be left alone in the cold wind on this snowy night? Where was the prince? Could it be… Uncertain suspicions welled up in the minds of both of them.
Chuchun urged again, her tone almost pleading: "Princess, I beg you, please go back to the house! This cold weather is the most harmful. What if you catch a cold?"
Lan Xiyue finally stopped swinging and turned her head to look at her. A faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, with a hint of comfort: "Chuchun, you look nervous. Your princess is in good health. What's a little wind? Don't worry, you won't be cold." She patted Chuchun's hand and said, "I'll be back in a little while."
Chu Xia couldn't help but look around and asked cautiously: "Princess... Prince... Isn't he with you? Why is the prince not here?" Her voice was very low.
Lan Xiyue's gaze returned to the empty night, her tone still calm and composed: "He had something urgent to do and went out of the house."
"Princess, you didn't have a fight with the prince, did you?" Chu Xia looked at her worriedly.
Lan Xiyue retracted her gaze and fell on Chu Xia's face. With a helpless smile, she gently poked her forehead and said, "Girl, why are you so worried? I already said that the prince had to go out for something. I'm just sitting here and taking a breath. How can you imagine so many dramas?"
Chu Xia shrank her neck when she was poked, stuck out her tongue playfully, and whispered in defense: "Slave girl, slave girl was not looking at you..." She didn't finish her words, but her meaning was clear. She was just imagining things because she saw that the princess seemed to be in a depressed mood.
Lan Xiyue sighed softly and finally stood up from the swing, snowflakes sliding down from the hem of her clothes.
"Forget it, let's go back to the house, so that you two girls won't have to think too much and make up stories for me."
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