The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 56 Reluctant?
"Sister..." Mo Li held Mo Suxin's hand instead, with endless pain and choices in his eyes, and finally shook his head: "Will the emperor let me go?"

Mo Suxin's body trembled, and she shook her head with a wry smile: "That's right, the emperor doesn't trust you and me. Even if I am willing to stay, even if I am pregnant with the dragon seed, I still won't let you go back to Yunqing Kingdom."

"Besides, I'm already a son-in-law, Yao'er..."

"Mo'er!" Mo Suxin was startled, as if she had found some reason, she stared at Moli closely.It took a while before he asked, "Are you reluctant?"

Seeing that Mo Li turned his head and didn't dare to meet her eyes, Mo Suxin shook his arm and asked, "You have been in love with her for the past year, right?"

Mo Suxin's tears fell again, falling on her and Mo Li's hands tightly, "Why do you think my sister agreed to the emperor's entry into the palace? Do you think my sister is living happily these days? Do you think... think my sister is really happy?" You forgot about Ziyou, did you?"

"Mo'er understands. Mo'er knows that her sister has suffered a lot of grievances and hides her true love, just to exchange for the trust of the emperor one day, and in exchange for Mo'er's hope of returning to Yunqing Kingdom."

"Pa" a loud slap landed on Moli's face, Mo Suxin slapped her younger brother hard for the first time, "Since you understand, do it. My sister will help you to the end."

"Yes." Mo Li stood up dumbly, his tall figure seemed like a standing beam in this hall.

"Mo'er." Mo Suxin stood up slowly, supporting her weak body, and gently caressed Moli's cheek with her bare hands.The cold fingertips slid across Moli's face, slowly rubbing away the fingerprints on his cheeks, with incomparable distress, as if talking to himself: "Mo'er, it's even harder for sister to know you, you There will be more to bear. But it's all because you are a man from a stranger."

"Mo'er knows." Mo Li smiled, and his handsome face was full of youth and endless enchantment, "Men from the Mo family can endure what others can't bear, but they must not fall into the prestige of the Mo family."

"Have you set a date yet?"

"Mid-Autumn Festival." Moli knew what day his sister was asking, and answered simply, but with a little dryness, as if cotton wool was stuck in his throat.

"Sister knows." Mo Suxin's heart seemed to be rubbed repeatedly by an invisible big hand, but she still calmed down and said with a smile: "These days, come and spend more time with sister when you have time."

"Yeah." Mo Li helped Mo Suxin leave the cold corner of the hall, and took her to the soft bed by the window to sit down.The window was opened again, allowing the bright sunlight to shine in, shining on Mo Suxin's slightly pale face, and also revealing her haggard but still astonishing beauty.

"Sister, rest more, Mo'er will come to see you when she is free."

"Okay." Mo Suxin smiled sweetly, trying her best to hide the sadness in her eyes and the sadness in her heart.

Watching her younger brother's tall and thin back slowly recede, Mo Suxin gently pressed her hand on her unswollen abdomen, speaking softly to that little life that only she could hear.

Not long after Mo Li left, Feng Yao entered the front door of Yuqing Hall with a food box carved in mahogany.

Dong'er hurriedly greeted her, "Greetings to Princess Yunhe."

"Where's sister? I brought good things." Feng Yao raised the food box in his hand, like a treasure.

"Master just fell asleep." Dong'er raised her eyes to look at the direction Mo Li left, thinking that maybe it's not appropriate for Concubine Mo Shu to see guests now, let alone this princess.

But I heard Mo Suxin's voice from the hall: "Is it Yao'er?"

"It's me." Feng Yao made a playful face at Dong'er, and ran in like a gust of wind.

Lu Luo, who was following Feng Yao, also stuck out her tongue secretly.Zi Ying pulled Guo Dong'er and said quietly: "Didn't you see my princess carrying the food box in person? If it was an ordinary thing, how could she do it?"

"What is it?" Dong'er also noticed that Ziying and Luluo should be doing the work of carrying baskets and things.

"Cloud Piece Cake." Lu Luo replied for Zi Ying, but there was some sigh in her tone.

"It can't be..." Dong'er seemed to be frightened, looked at Feng Yao's back running in suspiciously, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Exactly." Zi Ying and Lu Luo nodded at the same time.Then that expression was clearly saying: Let your concubine Mo Shu ask for more blessings.The craftsmanship of Yunhe Princess is really not something that everyone can afford.

Feng Yao rushed in excitedly, shouting cheerfully all the way: "Sister, sister. Don't you just want to eat Yunpian cake because you have no appetite? I found the best ingredients and made it with a secret method. Try it quickly taste."

"You?" Concubine Mo Shu was half leaning and half sitting on the ottoman, with a bright smile on her face, like a blooming peony under the sunlight in front of the window, extremely elegant and gorgeous.

"Yes, yes." Feng Yao smiled and sat beside Mo Suxin, put the delicate food box on the low table in front of him and opened it.

Mo Suxin asked immediately. A sweet and greasy smell wafted out, with a strong scent of flowers, and she wondered, "This is... Yunpian cake? Why does it look like rose cake?"

"Oh, I was thinking that the color of Yunpian Cake was too white, so I added some rose petals to make it look better, but when I mixed it, there was too much lard, so I added some honey, and the glutinous rice flour always formed lumps, so I put it in Some..."

"Yao'er, I... I just had lunch, I'm really not hungry, I can't eat." Mo Suxin's smile was a little stiff, but she still spoke in a soft voice as much as possible.

"Then sister, just take a bite, okay?" Feng Yao raised her face, eyes full of anticipation.

"Then... well, just one bite." Mo Suxin tried her best to make her frown not so obvious, and took the cake that Feng Yao excitedly took out, which was really not very good-looking, and it could only be regarded as a cake , secretly sighed, and took a small bite.

"Is it delicious?" Looking at Feng Yao's eyes, it was like a child expecting praise.

A smile spread on Xin Jieyu's face, she nodded softly: "I didn't expect it to be really delicious. But it shouldn't be called Yunpian Cake."

"What's that called?" Feng Yao put on a curious expression.

"Honey lard paste."

"Pfft! Elder sister, you are laughing at me." Feng Yao pretended to be angry, turned around and no longer looked at Mo Suxin.

Mo Suxin put down the "lard ointment" in her hand and asked with a smile, "Yaoer, have you tried it yourself?"

"No. But it smells sweet to me. Besides, I have only made such a small piece since the morning. The others are either undercooked, or mushy, and some can't tell the color from black. It was like a lump. Only this one can be seen, so naturally I don’t want to eat it, so I leave it to my sister.”

Feng Yao said, Mo Suxin looked into the snack box.Sure enough, he found that there was only the piece of pastry he had just bitten on the small white porcelain plate.But it's only the size of an egg.

Although the color and taste are not satisfactory, Feng Yao's thoughtfulness is really rare.

　Thank you book friend Douzi for rewarding 100 book coins, the box bows.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)