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

Chapter 158 Song Anrong is the right person

After hearing what he said, Lin Mowan did not struggle. Although it was a little different from the original plan, for now, it was still under her control.

Gongshu Beicheng carried her out of the room and left Feiqing Courtyard. No one followed behind him. Lin Mowan took a look and said softly, "Your Highness, put me down. I'm not seriously injured and can walk by myself."

She did not lie about this, nor was she trying to be brave. Although she did bleed, it was only a flesh wound and not very serious.

Gongshu Beicheng paused slightly, and for a moment he couldn't decide whether to put it down or not. Lin Mowan looked up at him. His tight and perfect jawline and gentle eyebrows made Lin Mowan feel warm.

After a short silence, Gongshu Beicheng still chose to respect Lin Mowan's wishes and gently put the person down. Lin Mowan stepped back slightly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your help."

Gongshu Beicheng looked at her with a bit of loneliness in his eyes, but he quickly adjusted his mood and forced out a gentle smile as usual: "It's okay, I came to see Princess Zhaohe anyway, and I should have left now. I heard from Miss Yuzhi that you were in trouble, so I stopped by to see you. You don't have to thank me."

He seemed to be always gentle to her. Lin Mowan felt a long-lost warmth in her heart. Before she could think of what to say, Gongshu Beicheng continued, "Do you still want to go back to Ziteng Garden now?"

Lin Mowan hesitated for a moment, looked back at Feiqingyuan behind her, and thought about what would happen next. It seemed that there was no need for her to take any action for the time being.

She turned around and smiled at Gongshu Beicheng: "Go back, anyway, Lord Jiang probably doesn't want to see me now."

Gongshu Beicheng did not comment, but just nodded slightly, and the two of them walked out side by side. When they walked out of the Jiang family and were about to get on the carriage, Gongshu Beicheng suddenly stopped, looking embarrassed.

Lin Mowan was puzzled: "Your Highness?" There was a hint of inquiry in her tone.

Gongshu Beicheng finally came back to his senses, breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his mood again, smiled and shook his head, and said: "I... maybe I should tell you something."

Lin Mowan looked at him, her doubts growing even more intense, and she just followed his words and asked, "What?"

"..." Gongshu Beicheng did not speak immediately, but remained silent as if for tactical reasons, with a complicated expression on his face. After hesitating for a while, he said, "When I came here just now, I saw Mr. Shen."

Hearing that it was about Shen Weiyuan, Lin Mowan felt a little flustered, but she remained calm. Uncle Beicheng just pulled the corner of his mouth and added, "With Miss Song Anrong, the daughter of the King of West County."

Lin Mowan still didn't say anything, but her mind was quickly searching for information about Song Anrong. In her memory, she seemed to be the person who called herself "Rong'er".

She lowered her eyes, without showing any abnormality on her face. She just tried hard to make her expression look calmer, and finally just nodded slightly.

She lowered her eyelids slightly and said, "I understand." Then she got on the carriage without looking back. Gongshu Beicheng didn't say anything else. A hint of ambiguous smile flashed in his eyes, and he followed her into the carriage.

Inside the carriage, the two sat opposite each other. Lin Mowan turned her head to look at the scene passing quickly outside the window. She did not speak all the way until the carriage slowly stopped. Lin Mowan thought they had arrived at Zi Teng Garden, but when she lowered her head and got off the carriage, she realized that this was not Qingyi Lane at all.

She stood under the carriage and looked back at Gongshu Beicheng who had also gotten off the carriage, with some confusion in her eyes. Gongshu Beicheng said, "There is a medicine box in the carriage. Let Miss Yuzhi treat your wound first, and then I will take you to see a play."

Lin Mowan looked at him and didn't respond. She knew in her heart that the "play" he mentioned was definitely not that simple, and it was probably related to Shen Weiyuan. As if possessed by a ghost, she didn't refuse. Yuzhi got on the carriage with her and cleaned up the wound for her, which was indeed just a scratch. Then they got off the carriage.

"I'm ready."

Lin Mowan looked at the person in front of her, as if reminding him of what he had just said. Gongshu Beicheng smiled at her, said nothing, and walked in front to lead the way.

He took her through a deserted alley. Outside was a large open space and a clear river. Not far away was an arch bridge for pedestrians to pass by.

From this position, one can just see the scene under the arch bridge. Almost at first glance, Lin Mowan saw the tall man standing on the lawn beside the bridge. It was Shen Weiyuan.

He suddenly remembered what Bai Yun said when he found her more than ten days ago. She subconsciously lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, but her peripheral vision inadvertently caught a glimpse of a gorgeous figure.

Therefore, she couldn't help but stop her gaze and let it fall on the girl who was squatting by the river and releasing lanterns. Even at a certain distance, it was not difficult to see that the girl was smiling happily.

That was not someone else, but Song Anrong.

She was wearing an orange skirt and a jacket embroidered with peonies, which matched her very well. Her wide sleeves were tied up with loops, revealing her fair arms, which seemed to make it easier for her to play in the water. She put the lanterns she had made into the water one by one and watched them float away into the distance.

The weather was not warm, but even though her face and hands were red from the cold, it did not affect her mood at all.

She has a bright smile, bright eyes and white teeth. Her eyes seem to be filled with the starry sky in summer, so bright that people can't take their eyes away if they look at her for just one more moment.

Shen Weiyuan was standing not far away waiting for her. From time to time, she would look back at the man behind her and shout to him, "Second brother, come and release the fireworks with Rong'er."

Shen Weiyuan didn't move, but sighed helplessly and urged: "Hurry up, or you'll catch a cold."

His tone was gentle, the tone he would occasionally use to her when they were alone.

Lin Mowan had mixed feelings as she looked at the little girl in front of her who was completely different from her. This was something Lin Mowan had never experienced before. She suddenly felt a little envious and a little sad. This sadness came for no reason, and she herself couldn't tell whether it was for herself or for the unclear relationship with Shen Weiyuan.

Between them, they seem to be just a little short of being lovers, but also seem to have crossed the red line of being friends. Even if they are lovers, in the end, it may just be that they each get what they want, and it will be a dream.

In terms of identity and status, Shen Weiyuan should indeed marry someone who can help him. In fact, Song Anrong is a very suitable person.

She didn't read on, but turned around and left silently, ignoring Gongshu Beicheng who was standing beside her.

Along the way, the scene just now kept lingering in her mind, but she looked very calm, as if she had really just watched an insignificant play.

It was not until she got on the carriage that she felt a dull pain in her heart. Thinking of the scene just now and thinking about what Bai Yunchuan had said before, when she realized that she might be abandoned again, it seemed nothing special. At least this time, everything was foreshadowed.