Mo Rongyan leaned lazily on the pavilion, eyes lowered, looking at the falling petals, looking a little tired, "Yeah."
Liu Wanyue looked gentle: "Will you give up because it is delicate and difficult to care for?"
Mo Ronyan lowered his eyes, rubbed his wrist with his cold white fingertips, and said firmly, "No."
The traces of Su Ruotang's wrist that had been bitten by Su Ruotang have completely faded away.
But he won't forget.
She was like a ruined begonia flower, fluttering freely into his sight.
Liu Wanyue laughed, with the gentle and charming Jiangnan woman in her eyes, "Yan'er, Begonia is delicate and beautiful. It does not have the fragrance of roses, nor is it as gorgeous as roses, but its light fragrance is the easiest to soothe people's uneasiness. "
"Once you pick it off, the fragrance in your hands will never dissipate."
Mo Ronyan pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "Concubine, how can I make her trust me?"
Liu Wanyue took a piece of pastry from the table and squeezed it gently. The crabapple-shaped pastry shattered instantly.
She opened her fingers and watched the broken cakes fall from between her fingers. Her voice became softer and softer, "If you take good care of it, the crabapple will become more and more delicate and beautiful, and it will be able to withstand wind and rain."
"But remember, you must use the right method, otherwise the beautiful Begonia will decline. Trust is not just about words, but should be proven by actions."
Mo Ronyan lowered his eyes, slowly stretched out his long fingers, and lightly touched the pastry crumbs on the table.
The soft touch feels like Begonia's delicate skin.
A light touch will mark it with conspicuous red marks.
Delicate but not afraid of wind and rain.
After a long while, Mo Ronyan slowly said, "Mother Concubine, she doesn't want to be a Begonia that is carefully cared for."
Liu Wanyue sighed softly, feeling helpless, "Silly boy, there is no woman who doesn't want arms that can protect her from wind and rain."
"A woman is forced to be independent because she has not found a safe haven that can protect her from wind and rain. Their husbands cannot give them the sense of security they want."
"If men give women enough sense of security, women will naturally regard men as their eternal safe haven."
"Tang'er has a dream and a benevolent heart to treat illnesses and save people. She will not be trapped in one place."
"What you have to do is stay by her side."
"Every time she needs you, she can look back and see you."
Mo Ronyan's eyes flashed and he looked thoughtfully at the pastry crumbs on the table.
When he raised his eyes again, Liu Wanyue had already left.
Shen Shi stepped forward and said, "Your Highness, Mr. Tan is waiting for you outside."
When Mo Ronyan came out, Tan Xiuyuan stood with his hands behind his hands, looking up slightly and looking ahead.
Hearing the footsteps, he turned around and saluted, "Your Highness."
Mo Ronyan turned slightly to avoid it: "Grandpa, there is no need to be polite."
Hearing his address, Tan Xiuyuan sighed softly and looked at him with a complicated expression, "Your Highness, thank you very much for the matter of Tan Ming and his wife."
He received a letter from his son this morning and learned that the queen had moved rice in Yunzhou.
If Mo Rongyan hadn't asked Zi Linwei to come to help and bring rice and food from other places, Tan Ming and his wife would have been imprisoned this time.
But the Zilin Guard was a secret guard trained by His Majesty for the Third Highness. He was sent to disguise himself as a young boy from the Tan Mansion to protect Tan Ming and his wife...
A hint of murderous intent flashed across Mo Rong's brows, and his tone seemed to have been soaked in frost, "Hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the border risked their lives to protect Dongqi's prosperity."
"If the Shen family dares to touch this batch of food, this palace will not take it lightly. The purpose of letting the Zilin Guards pass is to find out where the food is and punish Shen Feng!"
The Shen family and Mo Xiaoya want to seize the throne and form a clique for personal gain.
He turned a blind eye and let them dance.
But they should never, never touch the soldiers' food and grass, and make fun of the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the border!
Tan Xiuyuan's brows also showed murderous intent: "That old man Shen Feng thought he would be at ease after going to Yunzhou, but he still stretched out his hands so long that he dared to scheme against my son and daughter-in-law."
"Your Highness, I recently received news that Shen Feng often goes to the mountains and forests outside Yunzhou City and stays there for seven or eight days."
"And Tan Ming wrote a letter saying that he saw vehicles entering the forest at night, every night. Judging from the car marks, they were pulling heavy objects."
Mo Rongyan narrowed his eyes, and the voice that escaped his voice was thin and cold, "The Zilin Guards have checked, and there is a private army in that mountain forest, and there are quite a few of them."
"What?" Tan Xiuyuan took a breath of air, "Shen Feng actually raises a private army?"
Mo Rongyan's voice became colder and colder: "There is a miasma in that mountain forest, and my doctors cannot break it."
Tan Xiuyuan took a few deep breaths and calmed down, "Your Highness, do you want Tang'er to go?"
"No, I'll go with her." Mo Ronyan raised his hands to cover his eyes.
The sun shone through his fingers, casting spots on his face.
The magnificent facial features are hidden in the light, and the expression cannot be seen clearly.
Tan Xiuyuan glanced at Mo Ronyan in surprise, and then just told him: "Tang'er has never traveled far, please take care of His Highness on the way."
"She is my wife, I will take good care of her."
"As long as I live one day, no one will bully her."
This time, Tan Xiuyuan was even more surprised, "Your Highness..."
Mo Ronyan put down his hand and interrupted Tan Xiuyuan, "Grandpa, the Liu family rules, one wife for life."
After saying that, he turned and left.
The slender figure walked away under the fragments of sunlight.
With white clothes and black hair, her appearance is peerless, just like a colorful meticulous painting.
Tan Xiuyuan stood there, watching the young man's figure go away and disappear...
After a long time, he sighed softly, "One wife for life..."
"But if you ascend to that position, can you still give Tang'er such a promise?"
His erratic voice was blown away by the wind and left unanswered.
