pungent peasant girl

Chapter 334 Action
Mo Ling took the book, "Hehe, Sister Qianyan has said so much, if I don't want it, it seems unreasonable."

"Hehe, then I'll accept it. When you're free, give it a try. It should be useful."

Meng Qianyan's words are very sincere.

She really hoped that the prince's health would get better, so as to dispel the thoughts of those people in the government and the opposition.

Mo Ling flipped through two pages, "Okay, I'll practice reading it another day."

"Another day? Let's try it today. I tried it. It looks very simple."

Meng Qianyan persisted.

Mo Yao gave Mo Ling an instructive look, "A Ling, why don't you give it a try."

"Ok."

Come to the yard.

Under the magnolia flowers all over the courtyard, Mo Ling practiced each move according to the moves in the book.

Meng Qianyan's eyes were fixed on his body.

It's obviously a simple move, but it's much more difficult for Mo Ling to practice.

After a while, his chest rose and fell violently, and his face also turned red.

Mo Yao stepped forward and patted his chest lightly.

Meng Qianyan also handed over his handkerchief.

"Brother Prince, take your time and proceed step by step."

Mo Ling nodded, sat down on the stone bench, rested for a while, stretched his muscles and bones.

"How? If you don't think it's suitable, don't practice. Your body is different from other people's." Mo Yao said to Mo Ling.

"It seems to be nothing. Although I was very tired just now, my muscles and bones are very comfortable now."

"Really?" Mo Yao didn't seem to believe it.

"Really." Mo Ling affirmed.

"That's good, as long as it's okay, let's practice again tomorrow."

Seeing Mo Ling agree with this book of Taijiquan, Meng Qianyan felt much more at ease in his heart.

It should be useful, she thought secretly.

The breeze blows gently, and there is another burst of flower fragrance.

"Sister-in-law, these magnolia flowers are really beautiful."

"Hehe, do you like it? If you like it, come and see it often. If it's just a few days, after the blooming season, it won't look good."

"Then I will come tomorrow." Meng Qianyan said with certainty.

The reason why she said that was firstly because she really liked the magnolia flowers that filled the palace, and secondly because she wanted to urge Mo Ling to practice Taijiquan.

Mo Yao thought for a while, "Then you come over early tomorrow, at noon, I will make bamboo shoots for you."

"The bamboo shoots made by your sister-in-law are really delicious." Mo Ling clicked her tongue secretly.

"Hee hee, then it's settled, I will come again tomorrow."

After agreeing with the crown prince, Meng Qianyan chatted about other things for a while, then seeing that it was getting late, he left the East Palace.

in the next days.

Meng Qianyan can be said to be two points and one line, except in the consort's mansion, it is in the palace.

Either to visit the emperor in the palace, or to play with Mo Lianyi in the palace, and of course, what's more, she went to the East Palace from time to time.

For various reasons, Mo Ling came out to practice Tai Chi.

Although Mo Ling's progress is very slow, after more than ten days in a row, she can see the results.

Mo Ling still looked weak, but his face obviously became much moister. Mo Yao also told her that Mo Ling's appetite has improved.

Later, without Meng Qianyan asking, Mo Yao would drag Mo Ling out to practice every day.

The day is getting brighter and the night is getting late.

Early summer is also slowly approaching.

The green willows are drooping, and the warblers and swallows are singing.

What a summer scene.

Meng Qianyan took off his thick clothes, put on a thin gauze skirt, and walked lightly.

Under the magnolia tree, Mo Ling was practicing every move.

Mo Yao took Meng Qianyan to sit down and taste the newly made pastries together.

Fifteen palaces.

"Fifteen princes, you can't go out, you haven't finished copying what you're going to copy today."

The serious eunuch stood in front of Moyan.

Mo Yan was angry, "This is the residence of the king, and the king is free."

"The Fifteenth Prince, please don't make things difficult for the slave, this is the emperor's will, the slave here must watch the Fifteenth Prince complete the tasks that he needs to complete every day."

"Can't I copy it again tomorrow?"

"No."

"you--"

Mo Yan raised his hand, wishing he could slap him.

But he still restrained himself, after all, this guy is from Qinzheng Palace.

In case of suing the emperor, he will not have good fruit to eat.

However, more than ten days have passed, and he has been locked in the Fifteenth Prince's Mansion. It's fine if he can't get out of the gate, but he can't even pass this small threshold without copying scriptures.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He turned around, picked up the writing brush on the table, and threw it on the ground bitterly to vent his anger.

"See Qingrong side concubine—"

Hearing the sound, he turned his head immediately and saw Qingrong, "Qingrong, look at these servants!"

"Okay, my lord, don't be so angry. Since it's all the father's intention, and the father is also for our own good, let's bear with it."

"This king didn't push Concubine Yang at all!"

"Yes, the concubine knows it, but we can't justify this matter, we have to swallow this breath, get through now, and make up for it later."

"In the future, how can I make up for it in the future."

"My lord, the future is long. You have many ways to do it. Why bother at this moment. Come on, finish writing today, and then you can take a walk in the palace."

Under Qingrong's appeasement.

Mo Yan is in a better mood.

Three hours later, he finally finished copying, threw away his pen, and handed all the written scriptures to the guarding eunuch, "Eunuch Wang, please read it over."

"The fifteen princes are doing very well."

"Then can the king go out?"

"Yes, my lord please."

The eunuch stepped aside, and Mo Yan strode out the door.

However, as he approached the gate, he saw the guards again.

He came from Qinzheng Hall, and was in charge of watching the guards who didn't allow him to go out.

He became more irritable.

Staying in the palace, you can only know about everything outside through Qiying.

He couldn't bear such a day.

He had no idea what kind of tricks Mo Yun and those guys were playing again.

She frowned, "Qingrong! Qingrong!"

"My lord, I'm here."

"You watch from the outside, I will go inside and sleep for a while, and no one should come in."

Qing Rong didn't react, Mo Yan had already returned to his residence.

The door was closed tightly, and Qing Rong didn't know what Mo Yan was going to do.

After the door was closed, Mo Yan opened the mechanism at the head of the bed.

The door of the dark room appeared in front of him, and he walked in quickly.

"Sir, are you in there?"

"My lord, are you here?"

The echo inside was hoarse and rustling, which made one's heart palpitate.

Mo Yan walked in, and the person inside was still the same as last time, sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, with a wide cloak covering his whole body.

It was as if he had never left this dark room for so long.

(End of this chapter)