Playful and cute concubine

Chapter 891 Never Regret
"Ah... Ah Mo..." She was a little overwhelmed.

Seeing the young man in snow-white brocade at the door, I couldn't believe my eyes.

Ah Mo turned his eyes to look, the corners of his lips curled into a three-point smile.

At this time.

"Minglan, didn't you say you're going out, why are you still standing..." Qi Mo was still talking, and suddenly his eyes touched Ah Mo, and he was stunned on the spot.

Like the orchid and jade tree, the delicate young man in plain clothes and jade, smiled without saying a word.

"Ah Mo..." Qi Mo was in a trance, never thinking that she would come.

Compared with when she left Xiling as Empress Fenghuan, she was thinner and her lips were slightly paler, but her eyes were clear and her voice was clear and clear. "Would you like me to come in and have a seat?"

"Your Highness." Qi Mo was speechless, he didn't know what to say for a while, and had mixed feelings.

"Ahem..." Ah Mo pressed her fair fingers to her lips, and sighed silently. "elder brother."

With tears in his eyes, Qi Mo quickly stepped forward to help her, his hands trembling a little. "How did you toss yourself like this?"

Seeing that the master and Ah Mo knew each other, the guards guarding the gate didn't dare to stop her again.

"Your Highness..." Ming Lan covered her lips, her voice choked with sobs.

"Sister Minglan is still so beautiful." Ah Mo looked at Minglan with a smile.

When she was brought in by Qi Mo, many servants and servants of the former Duke Huguo's mansion in the mansion recognized her.

She was still the young man back then, and she was still as cool and breezy as before, but after all, she was different from the past.

Obviously he should hate her, but when he really saw her, the accumulated grievances became light.Having experienced so much, I have seen things far more thoroughly than before.

"Quick, come in!" Minglan came back to her senses, and the servants around her hurriedly left to prepare.

"Ahem..." Ah Mo was about to say something, and coughed. Qi Mo held her hand, which was icy cold, and the slender blood vessels on the back of his fingers were clearly visible.

"Ah Mo, you..." Qi Mo hesitated to speak, the early spring is not particularly cold, but the temperature of Ah Mo's hands is like ice.

"I'm fine. I heard that you are all back. Let's take a look."

The layout of the Qi Mansion follows the design of the former Duke Huguo Mansion, but the scale has been reduced a lot. Under the leadership of Qi Mo and Ming Lan, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar environment, Ah Mo's emotions are hard to express.

The Duke Protector's Mansion used to be her other home. She grew up in the Duke Protector's Mansion since she was a child, and is familiar with every plant and tree there.

Ah Mo's fingers tightened slightly, and Qi Mo shook her hand. "Ah Mo, we are still here."

It was her duty to protect Xiling, but now she has penetrated into her flesh and blood, she can sacrifice everything, including her life, and she even destroyed the Duke Protector's Mansion standing in front of Xiling without hesitation.

She was born in Xiling and grew up in Xiling. Because of her status, she has been respected since she was a child, so now is the time for her to pay.

She still remembers reading story books and singing operas when she was a child. The tragic end of the princess of the subjugated country, the actor sang in a drawn-out tone: "Poor girl like a flower, born in the family of an emperor in the last days."

Ridiculous, sad, lamentable.

What does it mean to be poorly born in an emperor's family?

Enjoy the dignity of the emperor's family, enjoy the love and respect of the people, and the worship of the people, but in the end, when it is time to pay, resentment is born in the emperor's family?
She has never regretted everything she has done.

But there are her relatives in the Duke Protector's mansion, and she finally saved his roots in the end.

"It's so nice here." Ah Mo walked in the corridor, and saw a few young children playing on the green swing frame not far away, and laughter could be heard here, accompanied by a maidservant.

"Yes." Minglan smiled. "Those children are the nephews of the second sister-in-law and the third sister-in-law. The servant next to me is holding Mr. Qiao's youngest son in his arms. He is already two years old."

Amo was taken aback. "Ziyue's child?"

(End of this chapter)