Mo Lan stuffed the last snack on the table into Mo Ran's mouth, and promised to accompany her to go shopping for the New Year and let her freshen up.
Song Fuyue put down the teacup in her hand, glanced at Lan Die, and motioned for her to take everyone out.
"You sent your sister away. What do you want to say to mother?"
When Mo Lan saw that she had seen through him at a glance and cooperated with sending everyone away, he couldn't help but admire his mother's intelligence.
"Father will be back in two days, and I think the invitation from the imperial concubine has been prepared. Mom, my daughter knows that it is very rebellious to say this, but her marriage to the fifth prince must be cancelled!"
Mo Lan was picking at the fingernails of her left hand with her right hand. If a daughter wanted to break off the engagement in this era, her parents would naturally not agree.
What's more, her marriage to the fifth prince was decided by the late emperor, although the imperial edict stated that the marriage could be annulled as long as she was unwilling.
Seeing that she was about to get her haircut, the imperial concubine never mentioned marriage except for inviting her to the palace for a meal and buying a pair of clothes every year before the Chinese New Year.
But she can't say in public that she doesn't want to marry the fifth prince. Currently, his voice among the emperor's heirs is quite high.
Song Fuyue saw her troubled face and chuckled, "Your father discussed this matter with me before he left. Originally you couldn't practice, but he thought that in order to make your life better in the future, he decided to arrange this marriage no matter what. However, the fifth prince is becoming more and more unsightly. When you went to Guoan Temple, he and the incompetent Qian family hugged each other in the street in front of their home. Your father and I have long been dissatisfied, and now you are unwilling , then find a way to cancel this marriage."
Then she sighed softly, "Don't worry, when your father comes back from cleaning up his family, he will mention this to the emperor after the year."
Mo Lan noticed her sighing softly and knew the worries in her heart. He was very touched. Even if he was worried about it, he was secretly afraid that she would find out.
She leaned on Song Fuyue's shoulder with a happy face. Song Fuyue gave her endless love, making her forget the days of being bullied in the orphanage and the dark days of being raised.
She remembers that when she was seven years old, a good-looking couple adopted her, and she thought she would have parents to love her.
Later, in a room full of shackles, she saw children being brought in one after another, and every day they would beat each other's heads to pieces for a meal.
Each child has a rival, and only one survives to the end, a week before adulthood, and only the one who eats the other can get out of there.
She trained there cruelly for three years. She was afraid of that time coming day and night, afraid that she would cut open her partner who had been with her for ten years and eat his flesh alive to survive.
Fortunately, the place was later destroyed by the police and countless children were rescued. They were all treated intensively by trained people and retrained to become normal people.
After successfully becoming a doctor, she still applied to join the aid group when she saw the places where war broke out and the children who were suffering.
During those years, she deeply understood that only through continuous hard work can she live the life she wants.
After the explosion, she realized for the first time that she could live a good life without working hard, which made her intoxicated, making her increasingly decadent and losing her fighting spirit.
She doesn't pay much attention to things outside. By the way, when the restaurant opens, she will give Wenli a new job!
"Mom, my daughter has a plan to make the fifth prince break off the engagement in front of the emperor!"
Mo Lan's eyes were shining with a smirk on his face. Song Fuyue looked at Mo Ran who ran in from outside and whispered in Mo Lan's ear: "Go ahead and do it. Mom supports you!"
"Mom! What are you talking about?"
Mo Ran frowned and pursed his lips, his chubby face looked easy to pinch.
Mo Lan sat up straight and said, "It's nothing. Mom just told me that you should do your homework at home during this period and let me go out and give you some rewards."
Mo Ran was wearing a pink jacket. Inside was the fur of the spiritual beast that Mo Lan had hunted before. The pattern was drawn before leaving. The style was considered novel in this era. Mo Lan suddenly had a plan in mind. She could go out after a while. Have a good time!
It snowed when she went out, and Mo Lan reached out to catch the snowflakes. She remembered that it didn't snow the first year she came here, but it was very cold. Did she change history, so everything in the future has changed?
Soon, snow covered the ground, and she and Mo Ran had to find a teahouse to take a break. Mo Ran was not afraid of the cold and chose a seat by the window, leaning on the railing and looking down.
Many people came out to clear the snow on the streets of the capital. Red lanterns were hung all over the streets. Even though it was snowing, the sounds of hawking were still coming and going.
Everyone is dressed festively, and New Year's Eve is only three days away. There is a custom in Beijing to celebrate the New Year, which is to set up a ring at the busiest street in the city. It starts at Mao hour on the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month and ends at You hour. If you can hold the ring until A person at the last minute can obtain a promise from the emperor that is not related to the future and safety of the country.
Inadvertently glancing at the person who had been following her since she left the house, Mo Lan suddenly raised her voice and said, "Ran'er, let's go and have a look at the Shou Lei battle tomorrow. I heard that the winner can get a promise from the emperor. .”
The man wearing a curtain not far away clenched the tea cup in his hand and promised!
Mo Ran clasped his hands together, with a look of longing on his face, "The Emperor's promise, by the way, why don't I fight for my sister, so that your marriage to the fifth prince..."
In the middle of her words, she winked at Mo Lan. Mo Lan naturally knew that she wanted to use this promise to help her break off the engagement, but that was not her original intention.
Picking up a piece of cake and stuffing it into her mouth, Mo Lan smiled shyly, "In public, please shut up!"
Mo Ran looked at her disapprovingly, "What's the point? Who knows about you and the fifth prince?"
Seeing her continuing to play with the plates of cakes on the table, Mo Lan couldn't help but stretch out her claws.
Bai Yu howled in the space. He was very excited when he saw it was snowing outside. Mo Lan warned it not to run around and released it. Looking at the people walking in the distance, it instantly transformed. The little naughty dog lay on Mo Lan's shoulder and trembled its buttocks.
Mo Lan's heart skipped a beat, originally thinking that he would stay in Jizhou and not come back before the Chinese New Year.
Someone on the road had already noticed Gong Yi, with his noble aura and mysterious mask. The crowd dispersed a lot, and some bolder ones started screaming from a distance.
Originally, she planned to send Mo Ran home after eating the cakes, and then go check out the shop that Xin Yi bought, but she met him before she even got home.
"I heard that there was a young master who looked like me in Dingyin Pavilion yesterday. I went out today to see if I could meet him by chance. Unexpectedly, I met two young ladies from the Mo family."
Mo Ran opened his mouth and stared at King Qi who was so close, forgetting to salute and speak.
Mo Lan pulled her, and she reacted and saluted. Her body was trembling a little. He was the living king of hell!
Gong Yi looked at the large red spots on Mo Lan's face and the two handsome men behind her and frowned, "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"
Mo Lan tightened her grip on Mo Ran's hand and nodded in an awkward manner, "My lord, walk slowly!"
