Dedicated to life

On the second day after the witchcraft turmoil calmed down, Mo Haoxuan ordered to lift Ling Mojin's ban, and restored her control over the harem, but Ling Mojin seemed to be more restrained at this time, hardly taking a step out of Weiyang Palace .

"Your Majesty, the piano score." Yingyue showed her the piano score that Ling Mojin had arranged by herself, flipping the paper with her slender fingertips, and turning sideways from time to time to test the sound on the guqin.

Yu Qingge performed lightness kung fu and landed in Weiyang Palace like a swallow. She avoided the guards and palace people and came to the door. This is what she saw from a blind spot. Ling Mojin, who was concentrating on composing music, fell into Yu Qingge's eyes It was deeply imprinted on her heart like cinnabar. Sure enough, in her heart, Ling Mojin was the most beautiful. Others always said that she, Yu Qingge, had a look that harmed the country and the people, but she felt that it was Ling Mojin who really harmed the country and the people. Of course, she She only wished that Ling Mojin would harm herself.

Yu Qingge couldn't help but stare insanely, and didn't even notice Yingyue's exit, so she reached out her hand to signal her to be quiet before Yingyue exclaimed.

Yingyue was dragged to the corner by Yu Qingge, she looked anxious and panicked: "Princess, why did you come in without being notified? Last time, it was because your mother was grounded, and you did her a favor so you didn't pursue it." Yours, if you continue to behave like this now, if the empress finds out, the servant will be punished."

Yu Qingge comforted her with a light smile: "You don't need to worry, I won't let you be punished. You know this and I know it. Don't worry, I won't hurt her. I just want to be with her quietly."

Yu Qingge's eyes were deep, and there seemed to be something Yingyue didn't know, but she knew that what Yu Qingge said was not half a lie.

After getting Yingyue's "ignoring", Yu Qingge went to and from Weiyang Palace even more rampantly, often only a few steps away from Ling Mojin, as long as Ling Mojin turned around, she could see her, but she never turned around , this is her habit and her temperament.

So she never found the stunning woman behind her, the stunning beauty that everyone in the world could fall in love with, but she was only saddened by Ling Mojin.

Ling Mojin was also on the spur of the moment. She, who had never played a tragic song before, played a sad piano sound that she had heard before on a whim. The sound of the piano flowed from her fingertips. Feeling sad.

For some reason, she suddenly thought that it seemed that after the witchcraft incident, Yu Qingge rested in Weiyang Palace for a night and then left quietly the next day, and she has never seen her again.

For the first time, she didn't sit upright anymore, got up and turned her body, and Yu Qingge, who had no time to dodge, was caught in his eyes like this. There were still tears on that charming face. Ling Mojin remained calm, and didn't blame her for trespassing. Seeing Yu Qingge's tears, the sadness in her heart deepened.

Yu Qingge walked up to Ling Mojin, and passed her slightly, making it difficult for Ling Mojin to see her face clearly.

She didn't explain anything, her eyes seemed to be looking far away: "When I was young, my father was the one who accompanied me the most. He once took me to the border of Nanheng to ride a horse, go to the mountains to watch the sunrise and sunset, and go boating on the river. Since the war The frequency is increasing, and the days to see my father are getting less and less.”

Yu Qingge spoke lightly, with a steady tone.

It turned out that it was her own piano sound that evoked the pain of losing her father that had not yet subsided in her recently.

Ling Mojin unreasonably felt that her sadness was much more than what she showed. She knew that Yu Qingge under this calm mask was fragile and made people want to cherish her. She felt that even though this woman looked No matter how perfect she is, her heart is as lonely as herself.

She couldn't help but want to comfort Yu Qingge, even though she didn't know how to comfort someone, Ling Mojin stepped forward and wiped away her tears: "Don't be sad."

Yu Qingge turned sideways and raised the corners of her lips: "Can you hug me?"

Ling Mojin nodded slightly, and Yu Qingge's warm and soft body snuggled in.

Yu Qingge has cried only a handful of times since she could remember, but now the person in her heart sings a sad song, and a hug makes all her strength collapse together. This is the hug she has been thinking about for ten years. Father Passed away, the pain of the mother's sad departure all came to my heart.

Feeling warm liquid on Ling Mojin's shoulder, the hand that had nowhere to rest actually put on Yu Qingge's waist, and the other hand was placed on Yu Qingge's back and stroked slowly, hoping to Soothe the pain in her heart.

When Yu Qingge's trembling body in her arms gradually calmed down, Ling Mojin said, "Princess, why are you in Weiyang Palace?" She didn't intend to blame her, but wanted to ask for no reason.

Unexpectedly, Yu Qingge in her arms said to him from left to right: "Call me Qingge." In fact, Yu Qingge's purpose is very simple, she doesn't want to always think of their taboo relationship after melting Ling Mojin's ice .

Queen and princess, she felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.

Yu Qingge really didn't want to leave this embrace too early, so she stayed in Ling Mojin's embrace again.

Ling Mojin raised her eyebrows. She was surprised that she didn't reject Yu Qingge's closeness. She even felt pity for her just now. In addition, she seemed to be particularly tolerant to her from the beginning. Zhang Lian couldn't be as indifferent as he was to others, could it be because Yu Qingge appeared in front of her too many times these days?

"Can I come here more often in the future?" Yu Qingge returned to that monstrous appearance, as if the one who was crying just now wasn't her.

"You can do whatever you want." Ling Mojin felt helpless, but she didn't point it out. If I don't let you come, will you not come?

After receiving Ling Mojin's answer, Yu Qingge suddenly felt that she had made a good start on the road to melting the iceberg. She planned to come to Weiyang Palace every day from now on, so that Ling Mojin's life would be marked by her everywhere.

Yu Qingge is definitely the kind of person who does what he says and does. Ever since Ling Mojin promised her to come to Weiyang Palace often, she would always see her behind her when she turned around. Ling Mojin couldn't help but regret whether she promised a little Hasty.

"What are you thinking?" A familiar voice came from behind, and a white hand suddenly appeared on Ling Mojin's waist.

Although she has been getting along with Yu Qingge more and more recently, she is still not used to such intimate contact, so she couldn't help but push her hand away: "Presumptuous."

Looking at the empty palms, Yu Qingge felt a little sour in his heart, and still smiled captivatingly at Ling Mojin on his monstrous face, "Queen, can you say more? You are always so taciturn, I That doesn't sound enough." After a pause, he continued, "If you say 'come closer', or 'don't let go', I think I'll be very happy."

Ling Mojin blushed with shame at her slightly frivolous words.

"I was just wondering if it was wrong to allow you to come to Weiyang Palace often." Ling Mojin looked at Yu Qingge thoughtfully, the blush on her face hadn't subsided yet, but her eyes had returned to her usual expression. As indifferent, it seems that she is really considering whether it is time to ban Yu Qingge from coming to Weiyang Palace.

Hearing the words, Yu Qingge also realized that she seemed to be acting too hastily today. Although she felt that Ling Mojin did not reject her, such ambiguous actions and words really shouldn't be. If she scares her away, the loss outweighs the gain. , "I was just talking for a moment for fun, I think the queen is too dull on weekdays."

Ling Mojin said sternly: "Although I allow you not to stick to those formalities with me, you must abide by the rules in the palace, and those gestures and words that violate the rules are no longer allowed."

"Okay, okay, how about I tell you what I have seen and heard outside the palace?" Before Ling Mojin allowed her to allow her, she started talking on her own.

Although Ling Mojin was just listening most of the time, it was not difficult for Yu Qingge to notice that whenever she talked about the beautiful scenery like a paradise or the bustling market, Ling Mojin's look of anticipation was an idea in Yu Qingge's mouth. Qingge's heart slowly emerged.

After leaving Weiyang Palace, Yu Qingge went straight to the Imperial Study to meet Mo Haoxuan, "Father, my son wants to go to Fengguo Temple to pray for Father and his subjects, may Father be in good health, and Nanheng will have good weather."

Mo Haoxuan put down the wolf hair in his hand, thinking that maybe the depression in her heart is still not over, it's better to go out to relax, "Zhun Zuo, bring more guards on the road, and be careful in everything."

In front of Mo Haoxuan, Yu Qingge didn't dare to show her charming looks in front of Ling Mojin, but she couldn't be too tense. She smiled obediently and said, "Father, my son has something to ask. We had a very happy conversation with the empress mother, knowing that the empress mother has never left the palace, I think she has been bored in the palace for a long time, why not allow her to go with my son?"

Mo Haoxuan has also heard recently that Yu Qingge often goes to Weiyang Palace, and Yu Qingge broke through the witchcraft incident last time, so he must have a good relationship with the queen. He thought to himself that he just went to Fengguo Temple to pray, and he could Let the queen relax, after all, since the last time, I haven't found time to appease the queen, so I nodded: "Forget it, sure."

Yu Qingge's smile deepened, thanked Mo Haoxuan and withdrew.

Seeing that she was so happy, Mo Haoxuan thought it was because she was allowed to go out of the palace to relax.

Only Yu Qingge knew that it was a smile whose prey was about to come to its mouth, and sooner or later this piece of meat from Ling Mojin would enter the mouth of a wolf like Yu Qingge.