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

Chapter 122 I Know That Heavy Rain

Hearing this, Lin Mowan suddenly came back to her senses from the joy of regaining what she had just lost. As if she suddenly remembered something, she let go of his sleeves and stepped back.

Noticing her abnormality, Gongshu Beicheng was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Lin Mowan shook her head and remained silent for a moment, then gave a feeble explanation: "No, I'm just too happy."

When Gongshu Beicheng heard this, the doubt in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a gentle smile that made people feel at ease...

Although this place is not as lively as the Imperial City, there are still many places to stroll around.

After lunch, Gongshu Beicheng took the initiative to suggest taking her boating. Lin Mowan wanted to refuse, but after his repeated requests, she reluctantly agreed.

The boat created a ripple on the calm lake. The silence around and the lush lotus leaves made people feel relaxed and happy.

At this time of year, the lotus flowers are almost over. Even though the lake looks very large, it is obvious that there must be quite a few old people when the lotus flowers are in full bloom.

Unfortunately, they seemed to have come at the wrong time. They were the only ones on the lake, with their small boat leisurely sailing in the lake. Not many people came to cruise on the lake, and they all just walked along the shore without rowing.

Lin Mowan sat at the bow of the boat. The carp in the lake were startled by the boat and swam hurriedly to the bottom of the lake. She lowered her head and saw her own shadow reflected on the lake. When her eyes met with her own reflection on the lake, she suddenly became dazed.

"Awan."

Gongshu Beicheng's voice came from behind. Lin Mowan hurriedly came back to her senses. She turned around and saw him coming out of the cabin. He handed her the teacup in his hand: "Try it. It's your favorite black tea."

Lin Mowan was stunned, and the look in her eyes when she looked at him suddenly became a little dazed. He knew that she liked black tea, but she had never said it. Lin Mowan lowered her eyes and looked at the cup in his hand, and a hint of warmth emerged in her heart.

After a little hesitation, she reached out and took it: "Thank you."

Gongshu Beicheng smiled and said nothing more. He just sat next to her and said, "It's so quiet here. Do you like it?"

Lin Mowan held the cup in her hand. The temperature of the tea in the porcelain cup was transmitted to her palm, which made her thoughts clearer. She nodded: "I like it."

Then, she turned her head and looked into the distance. After struggling for a while, she felt a little uneasy, but she still spoke softly: "Your Highness, do you still remember that night ten years ago? You found me and my mother in the alley. It rained really hard that night."

After she finished speaking, she did not turn around, but waited anxiously for the other party to speak. After a short silence, Gongshu Beicheng sighed a little heavily, his tone full of heartache, and he said: "Of course I remember, but it's all right now, you will be fine, we will all be fine."

Listening to his words, the expectation on Lin Mowan's face dimmed a little bit, and her heart was once again filled with loss, as if something had been ruthlessly dug out.

She adjusted her mood a little before she dared to turn around slowly. She looked at him with a fiery and sincere look in her eyes: "You really didn't lie to me?"

Gongshu Beicheng nodded solemnly, even gently holding her hand, and whispered as usual: "Awan, why don't you believe me? Do you really want me to tell you the details of that night? I don't want to hurt you again. I know that heavy rain is unforgettable for you, but it's all in the past, and your mother also hopes that you can start over."

Lin Mowan looked at him, and the last bit of hope in her heart disappeared without a trace with his words. She wanted to tell him that it didn't rain that night...

By the time they got ashore, it was already late.

"It's getting late," Gongshu Beicheng looked around. The streets were not crowded at first, but now they were especially quiet, looking very desolate. He paused and said, "I'll take you home."

Lin Mowan nodded, and the two walked side by side on the way back. Lin Mowan suddenly asked him: "Will Your Highness leave soon?"

"..." Gongshu Beicheng was silent. He turned to look at her. When their eyes met, he smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes: "I will leave whenever you want me to."

There was some ambiguity in these words. Lin Mowan said nothing more. She just turned her head silently, lowered her eyes, and seemed to be thinking about something.

When we returned to Qingqiu Temple, it had already darkened. Standing at the door, everything around us was quiet. Only the young master in the temple was sweeping the thick fallen leaves on the ground.

"You look beautiful in this dress."

Gongshu Beicheng stood at the steps in front of the door, and he didn't look like he was going to leave. Lin Mowan stood on the steps, and the two looked at each other in silence.

Lin Mowan was stunned. There was nothing special about this dress. It was the style she usually wore, a gentle light pink gauze skirt. She smiled shyly and reminded him, "I'm here."

Gongshu Beicheng seemed to have come to his senses. He nodded gently, and when he turned to leave, he seemed to think of something, stopped again, and looked back at her: "I live in the Fushou Inn at the foot of the mountain. You can come to me if you have any problems."

Lin Mowan nodded: "Okay."

Gongshu Beicheng watched her go in, and only turned and left when she was out of sight.

On the way back to the meditation room, Lin Mowan felt a little complicated. If she had previously felt that Gongshu Beicheng was insincere and wanted to use her amnesia to deceive her.

But now when she calmed down, she also didn't understand the purpose of his doing this. It was impossible for someone of Gongshu Beicheng's status to take advantage of her.

He is different from Pei Jingjian. He is rich and powerful and has everything he needs. But Lin Mowan, to put it bluntly, is just an orphan with no one to rely on. What does he want?
She was puzzled, but just as she turned the corner, an idea suddenly flashed in her mind. If he knew about her relationship with Shen Weiyuan...

Although Lin Mowan had never participated in the open and secret struggles in the officialdom, she knew a thing or two about it. They seemed to have a good relationship, but to be honest, Shen Weiyuan controlled almost two-thirds of Sheng An's military power.

This is already a huge threat to Gongshu's family. Even if Shen Weiyuan is Gongshu Yanyu's sworn brother, he is just sworn brother. Even blood brothers can fight to the death, let alone them.

But even if Lin Mowan's identity was made public, it would at most only cause a little damage to Shen Weiyuan's reputation. It would only confirm the rumors from the outside world. As long as the Shen family is willing to make an effort, this matter does not seem to be worth mentioning.

What on earth is Gongshu Beicheng trying so hard to achieve...

She was puzzled, but before she entered the yard, she saw Yuzhi waiting outside. She looked a little anxious. When she saw Lin Mowan coming back, she hurried to greet her: "Miss, you are finally back."

She seemed to have grasped a savior and winked at her desperately. Although Lin Mowan was a little confused, she could guess something after just a little thought.

Before she could react, a familiar figure walked out of the yard. It was Wei Lin. Seeing Lin Mowan, he nodded slightly: "Miss." Then he stepped aside, made way, and motioned Lin Mowan to go in.

Since Wei Lin is here, that means...

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