Forced to marry as a concubine: the prince is too presumptuous

Chapter 51 Broken
Yan Mo was not in a hurry to return to her, he just said to the door: "Wangfu, who sent what message just now?"

"Oh, it's Empress Dowager Shu. She said that the ninth day of the next month will be the emperor's birthday. Please don't forget this. At least you should prepare a generous gift. Don't rush through things like last year."

"It turned out to be this, I remembered."

After saying something insignificant again, Yan Mo got up, Xi Mo breathed a sigh of relief, she was very willing when she came out, but she had no chance to escape, and she felt bored wherever she went.

After leaving the cloth village, Yan Mo pushed the carriage to Ximo, saying that he had something to do to enter the palace. The two parted ways, and Ximo was happy. Neither did the two sisters of Mu Lian's family that she hated.

Regarding hating her, Yan Mo never said the reason, and was entangled in her heart. She didn't know how long Yan Mo would hate her.

Looking at the road quietly, the road ahead turned left to Xiaoyao Wangfu, but turned right to Lanfu.

Walking to the crossroads, Ximo said in a deep voice, "Stop."

People will always be cheap, she thinks she is, since she left, no one in the Lan Mansion has gone to Xiaoyao Wang Mansion to inquire about her, but she still misses home and misses the Lan Mansion where she used to live. Zhixia, is she still in the Lan Mansion?
Lifting the curtain of the carriage and staring in that direction, even though there is no grass or tree in the Lan Mansion in her eyes, even if it is just one direction, she still thinks the same.

I miss Xiyao, I miss my mother.

But mother, but ruthlessly forgot about her.

Just sitting in the carriage and looking at the direction of home, that was her real home.

Xiaoyaowangfu, never was.

The man she committed herself to was actually the one she hated the most.

Thinking of this, my heart ached, and my eyes became moist, making the road in front of me gradually blurred.

The passers-by in the field of vision are no longer clear, it seems that someone is running towards her, Ximo really can't see who it is, but the head can be seen, it is small, just like Xiyao , so that she didn't want to blink, and didn't want to look back, so she just stared at the little boy who was running over.

But I never thought that the cheerful "sister" would be sent over. The voice was so familiar that Ximo wiped her eyes hastily.

It's Xiyao, it's really Xiyao.

"Xiyao." She stretched out her hand, really happy, last time it was Mu Lianfeng, this time, it was Xiyao.

But as soon as she stretched out her hand, the carriage started, "Master Lan, the prince said something happened in the mansion, and he wants you to go back as soon as possible." The servant following the carriage said coldly, not taking her seriously at all. .

Her hand was just outside the car window, she refused to take it back, she just hoped that Xiyao would catch up quickly so that she could hold Xiyao's hand, but the carriage of four horses was suddenly driven to the fastest speed by the coachman, and it was almost Xiyao's time. Yao's small body couldn't catch up at all, Xi Yao was in a hurry, and kept shouting, "Sister, stop quickly, I have something to tell you, sister..."

That childish voice is really nice, like the sound of nature, she likes it, but what's the use, Xiyao is getting farther and farther away from her, and finally, with a turn, that small body completely disappears In her line of sight.

Her hand was still outside the car window, as if as long as she was still outside, she would be able to grab Xiyao's little hand sooner or later.

Tears rolled down, heartbroken beyond words, she missed home so much, the home that abandoned her.

She really didn't do anything wrong, but God is so cruel, so cruel that she doesn't give her any hope of seeing the light.

She couldn't escape, and she couldn't escape wherever she went. The people following her were so close that she had nowhere to escape, or, even if she escaped, she would be caught immediately.

Yan Mo, he must have been on guard against her for a long time.

She didn't know how she got back to Xiaoyao Wang's Mansion, got out of the carriage, and when she walked into Qingxin Xiaozhu, her tears still couldn't be stopped, she hadn't cried for a long time, this cry was unstoppable.

What is she now?
She is just a concubine or maidservant of Yan Mo, she is nothing.

She wants to do something, so that she won't let herself think wildly.

She wiped the floor, the table, everything that could be wiped in the study.

Hustle and bustle can make the heart numb, stop the tears, and make the heart no longer hurt.

"Bang bang", a vase that was being rubbed in her drowsy hand suddenly fell to the ground, the sound woke Ximo up, she stared blankly at the fragments on the ground, it was broken, the vase was broken, just like her My heart is also broken...

Hearing the noise, a nanny rushed in quickly. When she saw the vase on the ground, her face changed suddenly, and she screamed in shock, "Oh, it's not good, it's not good." She hurried to pick it up The fragments of the vase gestured as if to glue the vase together.

Ximo stared blankly at Nanny's actions. After a long while, Nanny shook her head, "I can't fight anymore, little master Lan, you've caused trouble."

"Ah?" Ximo didn't understand why, she didn't understand what this nanny meant, could it be that this vase was her culprit?

"Master Lan, you'd better not stay in the study. If the prince comes back and finds that the vase is broken, I'm afraid you will be punished."

"Punishment for what?" Mammy was in a hurry, but she was not in a hurry, she just asked Mammy lightly.

He sighed softly, "Oh, I don't know how the lord will punish you. In the past, if someone touched something that the lord was not allowed to move, they would be punished by kneeling or with a stick. Don't you know that this vase cannot be moved?"

Ximo glanced at the broken vase in bewilderment. Suddenly, she remembered that Hong Yang once told her that the vase in Yanmo's study should not be moved, even if it was dirty. Yan Mo was really dirty. She can wipe it off by herself, but just now, she moved in a daze.

Not only did it move, it even broke the vase.

But what is there to be afraid of?
"Nurse, thank you, I'm not afraid." Punishment to kneel down, and stick to stick, she did not believe that Yan Mo would not care about the life and death of the fetus in her womb, this child is like her talisman, what's more, if not Because of this child and Xiyao, she had long wanted to die.

Just as he was thinking, Wang Fu's voice came from outside the door, "Hurry up and prepare water, the prince is tired, and he has to eat after cleaning his hands and face."

As soon as Wangfu's voice fell, the door of the study was pushed open with a 'squeak'. The mother's expression changed from fright, she bowed her body and hurriedly retreated, leaving Ximo alone. In the study.

Taking another look at the fragments of the vase on the ground, Ximo calmly blessed Yan Mo, "Ah Mo, the vase is broken." He can do whatever he wants, she really doesn't care.

(End of this chapter)