"My little lady, this palace is not as good as our Xiling. If you are caught, would you say you were going to find someone to have tea?"

Mo Zixuan looked at Yun Wange and smiled.

Yun Wange stopped talking, but his anger subsided a little. Yes, her identity and Mo Zixuan...

If you sneak in like this, it will inevitably be embarrassing if you are discovered.

But I still had the face of that silver-haired woman in my heart.

Yun Lingge cannot be sure, but 90% is Bei Muqing!

Although I don’t know how her hair turned silver, her posture, aura, and aura, and the laziness she could tell at a glance. Who wouldn’t she be?

Bei Muqing is good-looking and rarely dresses up, but which of the four sisters in Fenghua Palace is not beautiful?

No wonder Zhongli Ye fell in love with her, but Bei Muqing is so cold-hearted that how could he burn Zhongli Ye's concubine's bedroom?

Could it be that this woman has a grudge against her, or that Bei Muqing fell in love with Zhongli Ye and became jealous of this woman?

Yun Wange has never spoken, and he is guessing alone.

Seeing that she had been talking little since she came to Dongmo, Mo Zixuan held her waist and held it over: "What are you thinking about again?"

I've always neglected him recently.

"It's nothing. Can we go there again another day? That girl is probably the one I'm looking for."

Not 80% of it, it’s Yun Lengge already confirmed!

I thought Mo Zixuan would disagree, but he nodded: "Well, that's OK."

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the next day.

Before Yun Wange got up, someone caught him from the bed: "Miss, we are afraid we can't go to the palace for another walk. Now let me go. Since Miss Mu Qing is in this palace, we can still be there one day.

Look for it again.”

Yun Wange was confused, but looking at Mo Zixuan, he didn't know what had happened.

Mo Zixuan used to be calm even when encountering big things, and even joked from time to time, but his expression this time was different from usual!

"But, no, what happened?"

Now that she knows Bei Muqing's whereabouts, she wants to meet her in the palace not far from her.

"My little lady, we really can't delay it. I will write a letter to Zhongliye to let her know. You can go back with me now."

Mo Zixuan's voice was slightly anxious. What exactly made him anxious too?

"No! If you want to leave, you can go."

Yun Wange was determined. He finally found one of them, but he didn't even meet him and asked her to leave?

She didn't plan to go back to Xiling when she came out!

"If Ye Ruohan is about to die, would you not leave?"

"What did you say?"

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Xiling Imperial City, Shouyang, and the imperial palace.

The imperial study room is filled with fragrance of books, red tables, clear inkstones, brushes and inks, and next to it is a stack of memorials. Mo Ziliang sat on the hollowed-out plate dragon carved wooden chair, leaning lazily.

His eyebrows and eyes became deeper, his face became pale, and his lips became brighter and brighter!

Although his hair was well tied, his whole body exuded a charming aura.

Ye Ruohan saluted and stood in the room, unable to see any expression he had.

"The Medical Saint is so great that I can't even invite you. Dr. Ye, how is your medical skills better than your master?"

Mo Ziliang opened his mouth lightly, picked up the teacup casually, raised his little finger slightly, and his behavior was like a woman!

Ye Ruohan was shocked.

"Caomin's medical skills are naturally far from that of his master."

"My little lady, this palace is not as good as our Xiling. If you are caught, would you say you were going to find someone to have tea?"

Mo Zixuan looked at Yun Wange and smiled.

Yun Wange stopped talking, but his anger subsided a little. Yes, her identity and Mo Zixuan...

If you sneak in like this, it will inevitably be embarrassing if you are discovered.

But I still had the face of that silver-haired woman in my heart.

Yun Lingge cannot be sure, but 90% is Bei Muqing!

Although I don’t know how her hair turned silver, her posture, aura, and aura, and the laziness she could tell at a glance. Who wouldn’t she be?

Bei Muqing is good-looking and rarely dresses up, but which of the four sisters in Fenghua Palace is not beautiful?

No wonder Zhongli Ye fell in love with her, but Bei Muqing is so cold-hearted that how could he burn Zhongli Ye's concubine's bedroom?

Could it be that this woman has a grudge against her, or that Bei Muqing fell in love with Zhongli Ye and became jealous of this woman?

Yun Wange has never spoken, and he is guessing alone.

Seeing that she had been talking little since she came to Dongmo, Mo Zixuan held her waist and held it over: "What are you thinking about again?"

I've always neglected him recently.

"It's nothing. Can we go there again another day? That girl is probably the one I'm looking for."

Not 80% of it, it’s Yun Lengge already confirmed!

I thought Mo Zixuan would disagree, but he nodded: "Well, that's OK."

--------

the next day.

Before Yun Wange got up, someone caught him from the bed: "Miss, we are afraid we can't go to the palace for another walk. Now let me go. Since Miss Mu Qing is in this palace, we can still be there one day.

Look for it again.”

Yun Wange was confused, but looking at Mo Zixuan, he didn't know what had happened.

Mo Zixuan used to be calm even when encountering big things, and even joked from time to time, but his expression this time was different from usual!

"But, no, what happened?"

Now that she knows Bei Muqing's whereabouts, she wants to meet her in the palace not far from her.

"My little lady, we really can't delay it. I will write a letter to Zhongliye to let her know. You can go back with me now."

Mo Zixuan's voice was slightly anxious. What exactly made him anxious too?

"No! If you want to leave, you can go."

Yun Wange was determined. He finally found one of them, but he didn't even meet him and asked her to leave?

She didn't plan to go back to Xiling when she came out!

"If Ye Ruohan is about to die, would you not leave?"

"What did you say?"

----------

Xiling Imperial City, Shouyang, and the imperial palace.

The imperial study room is filled with fragrance of books, red tables, clear inkstones, brushes and inks, and next to it is a stack of memorials. Mo Ziliang sat on the hollowed-out plate dragon carved wooden chair, leaning lazily.

His eyebrows and eyes became deeper, his face became pale, and his lips became brighter and brighter!

Although his hair was well tied, his whole body exuded a charming aura.

Ye Ruohan saluted and stood in the room, unable to see any expression he had.

"The Medical Saint is so great that I can't even invite you. Dr. Ye, how is your medical skills better than your master?"

Mo Ziliang opened his mouth lightly, picked up the teacup casually, raised his little finger slightly, and his behavior was like a woman!

Ye Ruohan was shocked.
Chapter completed!