pungent peasant girl

Chapter 331 Back to Qiyuan Taoist Temple
Porcelain white ribs, turquoise umbrella.

Meng Qianyan held it in his hand, "Then, Brother Prince, what about you?"

"I don't need it, the East Palace is close, and I can go back in a while."

"Then I—" Meng Qianyan wanted to shirk, but then thought that Ziyan brought her here on horseback, not in a carriage.

And this moment, Mo Ling had already stood up and walked down the stone steps.

Meng Qianyan opened the umbrella and followed behind.

Mo Ling was still tall, but she was too thin, and her loose clothes fluttered in the spring breeze.

She could see his skeletal arms.

He still has a faint medicinal fragrance on his body.

She became a little worried.

Now, the emperor's health is not good.

The prince's body is like this again.

Then in the future, will the palace be as peaceful as it is today?

Not long after walking down the stone steps, a woman in plain clothes came quickly.

Holding an oiled paper umbrella of the same color in his hand.

"A Ling, why didn't you open an umbrella?"

The woman walked up to Mo Ling and covered his umbrella with her umbrella, "I told you to open the umbrella when you came out, but you still didn't open it."

The woman's eyes were anxious and distressed.

Meng Qianyan looked at her for a long time before confirming the identity of the visitor.

It is Crown Princess Mo Yao.

Although she was dressed in plain clothes, the gold hairpin on her head was only qualified to be worn by concubines of the Eastern Palace.

So, she lowered her body slightly, "Is it Mo Yao's sister-in-law?"

After she made a sound, Mo Yao noticed Meng Qianyan standing behind Mo Ling.

She was taken aback for a moment, and then guessed: "Are you Princess Yihuan?"

"It's me, sister-in-law."

"Hey." Mo Yao agreed softly, and saw the umbrella she was holding up again.

Meng Qianyan explained, "Sister-in-law, don't blame Brother Prince, I didn't bring an umbrella either, so he gave it to me."

Mo Yao felt embarrassed, "A Ling, why didn't you tell me."

Mo Ling was helpless, and frowned slightly, "I want to say, you didn't give me a chance to speak."

"Puchi-"

Mo Yao smiled, "I was wrong."

Her voice is so gentle, just like the sunshine in spring, and her smile is so beautiful, like a sunflower.

When Mo Ling saw her, there was warmth in his originally calm eyes.

Meng Qianyan couldn't help but said: "The prince brother, sister-in-law, I will go back first."

Mo Yao held her down, "Aren't you going to the East Palace?"

"No, it's raining, brother Prince should go back earlier, I'll visit the East Palace another day."

"Alright, then I won't keep you."

Meng Qianyan said goodbye.

After leaving the palace gate, holding an oil-paper umbrella, he walked towards the Prince Consort's Mansion.

The rain was drizzling.

The cool breeze around you.

People are better on the streets today.

There are only a few vendors pushing carts and selling.

Meng Qianyan thought of the emperor lying on the bed, and also thought of the crown prince walking weakly in the wind and rain.

She felt sorry for the emperor so much.

The sons seized the throne, and the prince was weak.

Such a future situation of the Yan Dynasty, I don't know what kind of wind and rain it will go through.

If the emperor's health is good, the prince's health is also good, is it possible that in the future, if the emperor abdicates, the prince will ascend the throne directly.

Did those so-called fights stop because of this?
She thought of Taoist Liu Yuan whom she saw on Qiyuan Mountain.

Daoist Liu Yuan has an immortal spirit, so maybe there is something he can do?

Thinking of this, she decided to go to Qiyuan Mountain.

In the evening, Luo Ziyan returned to the son-in-law's mansion.

Meng Qianyan discussed this matter with him.

Luo Ziyan hesitated at first, but later agreed.

What if?
Wouldn't it be a good thing if it was exchanged for the stability of the court?
So, he agreed to Meng Qianyan's request, but also told her that Mo Yun could not let Mo Yun know about this in advance.

He had to find an opportunity to test Mo Yun's tone again.

If the person enthroned and proclaimed emperor is not Mo Yan, but Mo Ling, what will happen to Mo Yun?
They don't know yet.

Meng Qianyan acted the next day.

It was still a bit shady day, with some rain coming out from time to time, Meng Qianyan took two umbrellas and rode out of the door of the consort's mansion.

Following him was Luo Ziyan's confidant Qin Wu for many years.

The capital is relatively close to Qiyuan Mountain.

I got up in the morning and arrived at noon.

"Is this here?" Qin Wu got out of the carriage first, and asked towards the gate of Qiyuan Taoist Temple.

Meng Qianyan nodded, "This is it, you knock on the door."

knock knock knock.

The door knocked for a moment.

There was a sound of running from far to near.

Meng Qianyan smiled, and said loudly: "Xiaozhi, is Xiaoyuan you?"

The door opened with a creak, and Xiao Zhi and Xiao Yuan really ran out.

When the two of them saw Meng Qianyan, they both showed happy faces.

Xiao Yuan gestured.

Xiaozhi grinned, "Yes, yes, my sister is here again."

Meng Qianyan jumped off the horse, "How about it, are you glad to see me?"

"Yes, sister, last time, why did you leave without saying hello?"

"Last time——" Meng Qianyan sighed, "I, I thought I was going to die. Before I died, all thoughts were lost, so I left without a word. Look, I'm fine now, didn't I come back again? Did you see it?"

"Xiaozhi, Xiaoyuan."

The voice of Daoist Liu Yuan came from inside.

Immediately afterwards, Taoist Liu Yuan was seen walking out of the threshold with a whisk in his hand.

When he saw Meng Qianyan, he laughed, "Here?"

"Well, here we come to see the Taoist priest."

"Come in and talk, these two children are ignorant, why don't you bring the guests in."

"Oh!" Xiaozhi slapped his forehead, "I forgot!"

"You child."

Liu Yuan had no choice but to lead Meng Qianyan into the main room.

Several people sat down on the cattail.

Meng Qianyan opened up the baggage he brought, "By the way, Xiao Yuan, Xiao Zhi, this is for you."

"What is it?" Xiaozhi rushed over and smelled it inside, "Wow, it smells so good."

"Hehe, it's sweet-scented osmanthus cake, hibiscus cake, mung bean cake, and a large handful of candied haws." Meng Qianyan took out one by one, "here, these are all my favorites, take them and share them with your fellow apprentices."

Xiaozhi's eyes lit up, "Sister, you are so kind."

Said, picked up the burden and ran out.

Daoist Liu Yuan sighed, "I can't help these children."

"Hehe, Taoist priest, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your body is still so strong."

"It's alright."

"The last time Ziyan and I bothered, we didn't say hello when we left. I'm really sorry, Daoist."

"It doesn't matter, you are going to die generously, what else can you do, bid farewell to the old man on his deathbed?"

"Hey, Daoist, aren't you surprised? I'm back in good shape again."

"Everyone has their own fate, it's useless for me to worry, and it's useless to be surprised."

"The Daoist really sees everything."

"Hehe, there are too many things in my heart, and my body will never recover. How is it? Didn't your husband come back with you this time?"

(End of this chapter)