Dedicated to life

After some time, Mo Haoxuan announced to the world that Yu Qingge, the daughter of Yu Feng, was adopted as a righteous daughter, named Princess Yu Ning, and the Yu Palace did not need to take it back, and gave him ten thousand taels of gold.

The shadow of Yu Feng's death is gradually far away from everyone. Mo Haoxuan has been on the throne for a long time. Even if he has a strong relationship with Yu Feng, he has no time to think about it for so long. After the side of Yu Qingge a few days ago, Ling Mojin has never seen her again. In the blink of an eye, it was the ninth birthday of Prince Mo Chengxiao. Mo Haoxuan ordered a banquet for Prince Mo Chengxiao's birthday to be held in Chengqian Palace. All matters related to the crown prince were regarded as state affairs, so the banquet for the prince's birthday was quite grand. All the officials entered the palace to congratulate, and the little prince was overwhelmed by all kinds of rare things.

The highest seat at the banquet is the emperor's throne, followed by the empress Ling Mojin, the crown prince Mo Chengxiao, the princess Yu Qingge of Yu Ning, and the concubine Liang and concubine Jing who are more favored in the harem, followed by the civil and military officials, and the civil officials on the left , the military officer on the right.

Mo Haoxuan raised the wine bottle in his hand and said loudly: "Today is the crown prince's birthday, take this opportunity to have fun with all your lovers."

All the officials followed Mo Haoxuan and raised their wine bottles: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Opposite Ling Mojin is Yu Qingge, who is like a goblin. No matter where Ling Mojin looks, she will always be attracted by her unintentionally, and even in the end, it becomes impossible to ignore this woman. She is so shockingly beautiful , for Ling Mojin, it is absolutely no exaggeration to use the word fairy to describe Yu Qingge today.

Just because she is no longer wearing obscene white clothes today, but a coquettish red palace dress. The attire that is not revealing at all shows her exquisite figure to the fullest, and her already charming face is even more seductive today , is really looking forward, with a smile on her lips, and her gestures are fatal temptations, making Ling Mojin, who is well-educated on weekdays, blushes when she looks at it, and secretly thinks: "Fairy." There is no other woman who can wear formal clothes so captivatingly.

Looking at Yu Qingge, she naturally didn't notice Concubine Liang's slightly sinister gaze, which was a gaze that wanted to kill people.

Fortunately, Yu Qingge didn't go to dance again "on a whim" today, otherwise the whole country would spread the word tomorrow that the emperor's newly-appointed princess would be so charming. Yi is the daughter of Prince Yu, who was born so beautiful, but it was the crown prince's birthday, and Yu Qingge didn't do anything eye-catching. After whispering a few words, the officials continued to appreciate the dances performed The beautiful dancer.

However, the prince, Mo Chengxiao, is just a child who has just turned nine years old after all. After being full and having nothing to attract him, he becomes extremely lethargic. Seeing this, Ling Mojin bid farewell to Mo Haoxuan and brought Mo Chengxiao back to her In the Weiyang Palace, Ling Mojin hugged Mo Chengxiao to her bed, patted him on the back, and looked at his face which was quite similar to her own, and Ling Mojin felt warm in her heart.

"Mother...why is Xiao'er here?" Mo Chengxiao, who had not slept soundly, woke up leisurely.

"Xiao'er fell asleep just now, and the queen mother brought you back to the bedroom. How about staying with the queen mother tonight?" At this moment, Ling Mojin's soft and beautiful face is full of doting on her son, and there is no trace of her usual coldness. .

Mo Chengxiao nodded obediently, and lay down in Ling Mojin's arms, as if thinking of something, he looked up at Ling Mojin: "Mother, the beautiful sister sitting opposite you today is so beautiful, she It's Uncle Yu's daughter, right? I've seen her many times."

"Have you seen her many times?" Ling Mojin remembered that she had never met Yu Qingge when Mo Chengxiao was only a few years old.

Mo Chengxiao straightened up, and wrapped her short arms around Ling Mojin's neck, "Yes, mother, don't you often go to the Imperial Garden? Sometimes when I go to greet you after school, I will see her standing aside Looking at you from afar."

The son's unintentional words caused ripples in Ling Mojin's silent heart. She vaguely felt that the days to come might not be peaceful. She looked at her son who had fallen asleep again, and recalled the conversation with her son just now. , Yu Qingge, what is the intention of this woman who is like a goblin who harms the country and the people?

At the same time, Yu Qingge, who was lying in clothes in Yu Wang's mansion, couldn't sleep well. She didn't know that the people in Weiyang Palace who she was thinking about had already understood her spying behavior in the past few years, and the only thing in her mind was the prince's birthday banquet just now. The scene she saw when she sneaked into Weiyang Palace before was different from the lively atmosphere of Chengqian Palace. Weiyang Palace was as cold as ever, just like its master, but her master still didn’t forget to play the piano on such a day, The melodious sound of the piano flows into the ears of Yu Qingge behind the carved dragon and vermilion pillar like gurgling water.

She poked her head quietly, and saw that Ling Mojin, who hadn't changed into a formal palace attire, was wearing a pure white dress, which was unstained like an ordinary fairy, her skin was like creamy fat, her slender waist was tightly bound, cold and elegant. Without losing luxury, her fair and slender hands caressed the strings with such gentle strength as if stroking a cute rabbit, making Yu Qingge wish she could replace that guqin, as long as she thought of Ling Mojin's fingers would wander away My skin became hot all over, and I could even imagine that the place where the fingers passed would be ignited with raging fire.

Yu Qingge didn't dare to think about it anymore, just thinking about it made her feel hot all over, and then she thought about Ling Mojin who she had seen every time for so many years, standing under the moonlight, sitting at the table and playing the piano, Yu Those who meditate in the garden, without exception, have indifferent faces, and occasionally smile politely, but the smile does not reach the bottom of the eyes, it is not her real expression.

Yu Qingge suddenly wanted to see how she was really happy, angry, sad, and happy, to see how she frowned slightly, even when she was angry and coquettish, no, there is no need for anger and sorrow, as long as she is happy, that is what Yu Qingge wants Want to see, with a charming smile on her lips, Yu Qingge finally fell asleep slowly. In her dream, she vaguely saw the cold woman in the imperial garden wearing a big red phoenix robe, her eyes were picturesque but indifferent as ice .