The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 121 So, It’s Really You

Lin Mowan looked at him and felt a little touched, but in the end she lowered her head silently, avoiding his somewhat fiery gaze.

"Thank you, Your Highness." She smiled slightly, but she didn't notice the flash of disappointment on the man's face after she finished speaking.

Gongshu Beicheng was silent for a moment, hiding the emotions in his eyes, and took the initiative to say: "It's boring here, let's go out for a walk, just accompany me to relax."

Lin Mowan was a little hesitant, but actually didn't want to refuse, not only because of the gentleness of the man in front of her, but more because she had an indescribable sense of familiarity when staying by his side, as if there was a voice in her subconscious telling her that this was the right thing to do.

Finally, she nodded, and Gongshu Beicheng's solemn expression suddenly relaxed, and he smiled at her as if from the bottom of his heart.

There's nothing interesting to see on the streets here. There are almost no people around. There are only a few people left, and because of years of looting by bandits, those who could afford to move away have already moved away. The rest, who can't, have no choice but to continue living here.

After passing through the deserted streets and leaving the deserted downtown, there was a large lotus pond in front of her. At this time of year, the lotus flowers had not yet completely withered. Standing in front of the lake, Gongshu Beicheng asked her, "Do you like lotus flowers?"

Lin Mowan raised her eyes, glanced at the lotus flowers in the pond that were still blooming in good condition, and simply replied, "It's just so-so."

Gongshu Beicheng chuckled, as if he was a little surprised. Lin Mowan looked at him puzzled, and he explained: "You are pure and untainted by the mud, and you are beautiful and charming. The lotus suits you very well. I thought you would like it."

Lin Mowan looked at him, a little dazed for a moment, she had heard countless words or phrases used to describe her from other people, but he was the first person to speak so innocently about her.

Thinking of this, she suddenly laughed, and she couldn't even tell whether it was self-mockery or because she felt incredible because she heard some flattery in Gongshu Beicheng's words.

"Am I wrong?" Seeing this, Gongshu Beicheng was also confused.

Lin Mowan just smiled and shook her head with an unclear meaning, as if to deny it, but also as if to say that I am indeed not the person you said I am.

After a long while, under the puzzled and helpless eyes of Uncle Bei Cheng, Lin Mowan looked at the lotus in the pond and said lightly: "I think the lotus is a good match for you, but not everyone can match it."

As if he heard the sarcasm in her words, Gongshu Beicheng frowned, and a trace of pity gradually appeared in his eyes: "Awan, you don't have to be like this."

Lin Mowan lowered her eyes and finally confessed: "Actually, I don't remember much about what happened between Your Highness and me. To be precise, I don't remember most people. I just feel that I should know you."

The feeling was too strong, not only because of the sachet embroidered with lotus flowers, but also because of the feeling he gave her. It was very familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where, or even his face.

But when Lin Mowan finished speaking and looked up to see Gongshu Beicheng's reaction, he seemed extremely calm, as if he already knew everything. She didn't know if it was Lin Mowan's illusion, but she felt that even the way he looked at her seemed more serious than before.

He said, "Awan, that's not important anymore. It doesn't matter if you don't remember. I will stay with you until you remember me completely."

“Before we…” Lin Mowan looked at him and opened her lips. She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t utter the second half of the sentence.

She understood her situation. Even if it was really as she thought, they could not go back to the past. Gongshu Beicheng smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Those are not important. What's important is that we are reunited."

Reunion...

Lin Mowan didn't say anything else, just stared at him, wondering if his words were credible. Just as she was thinking, he suddenly came closer. Lin Mowan instinctively stepped back, but he held her arm and whispered gently, "Don't move."

Lin Mowan didn't move. She saw him coming closer and raised his head to help her tidy up the slightly messy hair on her forehead.

The two were very close to each other. Lin Mowan stared at him in a daze. Her eyes fell on his cheek and she could clearly see the texture of his skin.

At this time, in a corner, Shen Weiyuan, who had also received the news that Lin Mowan took the initiative to stay in Qingqiu Temple to pray for blessings, hurried over. He knew this place where all kinds of people mixed together too well.

But just as she arrived, before she even entered the town, she heard the secret guard beside her come to report that she and this man were by the lake.

He stood in the dark, like a rat peeping at others in a dark ditch, staring at the two of them with a pair of eyes that were filled with coldness and as deep as the abyss. From his angle, the ambiguous posture of the two looked like a kiss, and Lin Mowan didn't even resist at all.

He silently clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. There was no expression on his face, but his eyes, which seemed to want to eat the two of them up, and the bulging veins on his forehead and arms betrayed the man's furious mood at the moment.

Here, after tidying up Lin Mowan's slightly messy hair, Gongshu Beicheng slowly stepped back a few steps and loosened his hand that was holding her arm. He then said apologetically, "Ah, sorry, I was so abrupt just now."

Lin Mowan lowered her eyes and shook her head gently, and then she heard Gongshu Beicheng say, "Awan, we actually met a long time ago."

Lin Mowan was shocked that he would bring up this matter. She looked up at him for a moment and forgot to react. However, Gongshu Beicheng didn't care and just said to himself: "At that time, you and your mother... I saw that you were homeless, so I took you back. Don't you remember?"

As he spoke, his tone paused, and the guilt on his face became more obvious. He wanted to say something several times but stopped himself. In the end, he just sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned things that would make you sad."

"What you said is true?!" Lin Mowan looked at him and excitedly stepped forward to grab his sleeve: "So, it's really you, it's really you, right?"

Finally, the window paper was broken. Lin Mowan was so excited that she couldn't hide it at all. She burst into tears of joy. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but as soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was hoarse because of tears and she could hardly utter a word.

Seeing her like this, Gongshu Beicheng smiled helplessly, and raised his hand to wipe the tears from her cheek lovingly: "Look at you, why are you crying like this? This is a good thing, don't cry, although you don't remember it now, but one day you will remember it all."

Lin Mowan nodded, almost unable to control her excitement: "I, I have been looking for you, I don't remember who you are, so I dare not, dare not tell anyone."

As she spoke, she was like a child who had taken off all her thorns, and she couldn't stop crying.

He looked at her, coaxed her gently and promised: "Don't cry, I will protect you well in the future and won't let this happen again."