On the other side, Mo Xiaoya followed Su Muyao and stopped in front of a stone gate.
"Miss Mu Yao, are you really sure this is the tomb of Wu's ancestor?"
Su Muyao looked at the complex patterns on the stone gate in front of her, with a complex expression in her eyes, "Yes, the ancestor of the Wu family fell in love with a girl and refined Beauty Without Tears for her."
"But that woman betrayed the ancestor of the Wu family. In the end, the ancestor of the Wu family was heartbroken and took the beauty without tears to the tomb."
The color of Mo Xiaoya's eyes was dark and unclear.
After a while, he asked meaningfully: "Miss Mu Yao reads a lot of books."
Su Muyao knew that Mo Ronyan was suspicious, and her eyes suddenly turned red. Her tone was bitter, "Muyao has no family, and just reads to pass the time."
When Mo Xiaoya heard this, his heart trembled slightly, but he couldn't tell what he felt.
There was a hint of apology in his voice: "Miss Mu Yao, I'm sorry, I shouldn't doubt you."
Su Muyao shook her head slightly, her eyes slightly red.
She vividly played the grievance of being misunderstood without explanation.
Mo Xiaoya felt distressed in his heart, and reached out his hand to wipe away the sparkle at the end of her eyes.
But when his fingertips touched her slightly cool skin, he suddenly retracted.
"Miss Mu Yao, I don't mean to be rude at all. It's just that men and women don't have sex..."
Su Muyao shook her head slightly and interrupted him with a low expression, "Your Highness, do you also look down on Muyao?"
Her long eyelashes were lowered.
Tears appeared in his watery eyes.
With that pretty face.
Just one glance makes people feel distressed.
Mo Xiaoya sighed softly: "Miss Mu Yao, you misunderstood."
"You are so beautiful and kind, I..."
Su Muyao smiled with tears in her eyes, as delicate and delicate as a delicate white flower in the cool breeze.
"Your Highness, Mu Yao knows that she is of low status and is not worthy of Your Highness."
"His Royal Highness is wise and mighty, and Mu Yao admires him very much."
"Mu Yao doesn't dare to ask for anything else. I just want to be able to serve His Highness all the time. Mu Yao is willing to be a slave or a maid."
The delicate and delicate girl asked to be a maid with tears in her eyes. No man could refuse her.
Mo Xiaoya's heart was deeply touched again.
He didn't care about anything else and hugged Su Muyao in his arms, "Silly girl, you are so outstanding, how could this palace be willing to let you be a slave?"
When Su Muyao heard this, she smiled softly and leaned obediently into Mo Xiaoya's arms.
The warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms strengthened Mo Xiaoya's idea of protecting her.
He would never let her make the same mistake as Su Muyao.
And what he couldn't see was.
When Su Muyao leaned into his arms, her eyes instantly turned cold and gloomy.
There was a strange arc at the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful face was expressionless, even with a hint of coldness.
"Your Highness, we are now close to the main tomb, and Beauty Without Tears should be in this main tomb."
"Mu Yao knows a trail next to it. Let's wait for His Highness and the others there."
"good."
…
Five days later.
The Xianqing Palace in the capital city of Dongqi.
A palace servant placed the bird's nest he was holding next to Liu Wanyue's hand and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, your Majesty has specifically ordered your slaves to bring you the bird's nest, so you can eat it while it's hot."
Liu Wanyue cut off a peony and handed the pruning shears in her hand to the palace attendant beside her, "Put it on the table."
She pinched the peony and pointed to the table next to her, "Put it on the table first."
The palace maid lowered her eyes and advised, "My dear, this bird's nest won't taste good when it gets cold."
Aunt Bu took the rose from Liu Wanyue's hand and carefully placed it in the vase on the table. She frowned and scolded, "Shut up. If you talk too much, I'll slap you."
Liu Wanyue took the handkerchief, wiped her hands, and said softly: "Mother Bu, she also has good intentions."
After saying this, Liu Wanyue put down the silk handkerchief, scooped up the bird's nest and took a small bite.
The next moment, her delicate eyebrows frowned slightly, "Is this the bird's nest sent from the imperial kitchen?"
When the palace maid saw her taking the bird's nest, pity flashed in her eyes, and she responded with a respectful look on her face, "Hui Niang, yes."
Liu Wanyue's eyes were filled with confusion: "Your Majesty knows that I don't like sugar when eating bird's nests. Why is there sugar in this bird's nest?"
"This slave doesn't know."
Liu Wanyue put down the spoon and wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk handkerchief, "You look a little unfamiliar. Which palace are you from?"
"Go back to your Majesty, this servant is from the Queen's palace."
Suspicion appeared in Liu Wanyue's eyes: "In the Queen's Palace? Why did Your Majesty ask you to send bird's nests?"
The palace maid replied respectfully: "I just happened to send the queen's clothes to the laundry department. On the way back, I met the little eunuch carrying a bird's nest and had a stomachache."
"In order to ensure the best taste of the bird's nest, he had no choice but to entrust his slaves to deliver the bird's nest."
A few words, no leaks.
The suspicion in Liu Wanyue's heart dissipated and she said calmly: "You should go back first, lest the Queen cannot find anyone and punish you again."
The palace maid raised her eyes to look at Liu Wanyue in surprise, then quickly lowered her eyes and stepped back respectfully.
Before stepping out of the palace gate, she stopped for a moment, glanced sideways at Liu Wanyue who was giving the bird's nest to the palace attendant, a complicated expression flashed across her face, and left quickly.
Aunt Bu watched her leave and frowned: "My dear, the palace servants in the Queen's Palace are so kind?"
Liu Wanyue's slender and tender fingertips landed on the beautiful peony petals, and she whispered softly: "The servants in the palace have a good relationship, and they help each other."
After saying this, she frowned suddenly.
