Perhaps out of concern for her health, Huan Rongxing hugged her and slept peacefully on the bed.
After Mo Shixi fell asleep, he slowly opened his eyes and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I wish we could live like this for the rest of our lives."
There was hope and regret in his words, as if he was making an impossible wish to the gods.
Mo Shixi quickly adapted to the days of enjoying the wind and scenery in the main courtyard during the day and sleeping peacefully at night.
She slowed down her mood, ignored someone with a strong sense of presence, and just took care of herself in a clean house.
Huan Rongxing had no time to accompany her during the day, and he did not ignore her needs. He found many famous doctors' notes and unique medical books outside.
These are all books that Mo Shixi has longed for since she was a child.
When the body is not fully recovered, it is also a good thing to read your favorite books to pass the time and absorb knowledge eagerly.
As a result, her daily schedule was almost fixed: reading books in the morning, taking a nap at noon and relaxing in the main courtyard to enjoy the scenery, not to mention nighttime.
Such a peaceful state made Huan Rongxing somewhat relieved. Seeing that she had enjoyed all the scenery in the courtyard, she relaxed her strict control over her.
He still hopes that one day he can have consensual relations with the one he loves.
Now Mo Shixi can go out of the room or the courtyard to enjoy the different scenery of the mansion such as the bamboo garden, hundred gardens and koi pond.
There was no place she couldn't go in the mansion, except for one restriction: she couldn't leave the house.
The guards guarding the entrance to the main courtyard were moved to the door.
The main door, the side door, the side door and the back door were all guarded by two to four servants. The servants were all strong and strong, and they were guarded layer by layer. It was impossible for her, a little girl with little strength, to escape.
Mo Shixi seemed to have adapted to this arrangement and wandered around every corner of the house more leisurely.
Of course, that was just the idea of the servants in the mansion.
Mo Shixi pretended to be obedient on the surface, but in fact he was lowering Huan Rongxing's vigilance and looking around to find a way to escape.
No one knows her inner thoughts.
Soon, she had been waiting for this perfect opportunity to escape.
It was another sunny day with just the right scenery. Mo Shixi took Wangchun to Baiyuan Garden.
It was the closest and most secluded location to the mansion gate. Mo Shixi admired the flowers and rested temporarily in a nearby pavilion.
"I'm a friend of..., let me...in."
"You tell... that he... will..., we... have something to do with him."
There was a noisy sound outside the door of the mansion, the sound of the guards at the door arguing with outsiders.
From a distance, Mo Shixi couldn't hear clearly, but she also got some information:
It seems that someone wants to come in, and he has an old relationship with Huan Rongxing, so he should be able to pester him for a while.
good chance.
Mo Shixi suddenly had a good idea, touched his arms, and looked at Wangchun who was following behind.
"Wangchun, it's a bit cold here. Go to the room and bring me my butterfly-embroidered cloak."
Wangchun hesitated for a moment and did not agree immediately.
She is the only one here, what if she leaves and loses sight of Miss Mo.
"There are so many guards in the house, are you still worried that I will escape?"
Mo Shixi pretended to be angry.
It's late spring now, and there's still some lingering spring cold.
Just then, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it the last biting chill of late spring. Mo Shixi covered her mouth and coughed several times, and her face instantly turned pale.
Wangchun remembered that Miss Mo had just recovered her body, calmed down her mind, and complied with her orders slightly.
"Yes, girl."
But she still didn't want to give up the young master's instructions to her, so she asked without giving up:
"Girl, why don't you go with me?"
Mo Shixi looked at the scenery in the garden with melancholy eyes.
"Many flowers in the garden are about to bloom. You can only see them for a while. I only have this little interest in this house. If I miss even a little bit, I will regret it."
The expression on his face also showed that he was very disappointed, which made him look pitiful.
Wangchun thought that Miss Mo was very peaceful these days, so he felt relieved and took small steps to the main courtyard where he lived.
The maid's figure disappeared little by little from Mo Shixi's eyes. She seized the opportunity to hide in a hidden corner, and moved closer to the less guarded door according to what she found.
These days, she pretended to look around and relax, but in fact she wanted to understand the topography of the house.
With a little caution, she could escape in disguise.
…
Main courtyard.
When Huan Rongxing heard the boy's report that an acquaintance came to him at the door, he immediately thought of something.
He did not go to meet the guests, but turned around and returned to the main courtyard.
As soon as she stepped into the door, Huan Rongxing saw Wang Chun's hurried figure, and there was no trace of Shi Xi beside her.
The man frowned and called Wangchun:
"Where's Shixi?"
Wangchun quickly saluted, a little panicked:
"Miss Mo was admiring the scenery in the Baiyuan Garden. Feeling the cold weather, she called the slave to come to the main courtyard to get some clothes."
Her words sounded reasonable, but Huan Rongxing had a bad feeling in his heart and turned around to Baiyuan Garden without even thinking about it.
There was no sign of anyone in the garden.
Responding to the worst suspicion, Shi Xi, she escaped.
No wonder she kept calm for so many days. It turned out to be to lower his defensiveness.
Huan Rongxing was angry and annoyed, his heart was like a burning fire, and he was holding back a lot of anger.
Time waits for no one, Huan Rongxing just stayed in the garden for a moment, thinking of where Shi Xi might go, and quickly went to look for it again.
…
At the door, several guards were chatting without any intention of guarding.
Guard 1: "Brother, why do you think the young master wants so many of us to guard the door? But how can a weak woman with no strength to tie a chicken have the ability to escape."
The boss of the guard here is more steady and somewhat convinced of the young master's instructions: "The young master must have his reasons for asking us to do this. We just need to do it. How can you talk so much."
The guard was not angry once he was reprimanded. He chuckled and scratched his head, took out a delicate purse from his sleeve, and flattered the guard boss:
"Brother, you must be tired after being here for so long. I'm here to treat you to a treat today. I'll have plenty to eat and drink. Thank you for your recommendation."
This little guard was originally a lazy guy with nothing to do, just hanging around and waiting to die. Thanks to the care of his cousin who was a distant relative, he got this easy and well-paying job.
"Where did this purse come from?"
With a simple glance, the guard brother knew that the original owner of the purse was not him.
"I picked it up near the courtyard gate. This embroidery is exquisite and gorgeous. It must have been used by some rich lady. They don't lack the money, so they might as well buy us wine."
The guard brother did not refute after hearing this, but just said: "You go ahead, I will stay here to avoid missing the Young Master's business."
The little guard refused, and took the elder guard's hand and walked out:
"Oh, brother, you are too old-fashioned and don't know how to be flexible. We only drink for a long time. At worst, we bought some wine and a little lady won't be able to escape."
He said a lot more, and finally pulled the guard brother away and walked towards the liquor store in the distance.
The two guards left, and the door was gently closed. With a gentle push, you could see the scenery outside.
That was the freedom that was so close to her, and Mo Shixi couldn't help but smile.
She opened the door, and a chilling low-pitched voice came from behind:
"Shixi, where are you going?"
