Chapter 2269
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The first day after she woke up, she didn't see anyone other than her father and mother.
Because she didn't have the 'original owner's memories', she didn't know anything about the story of this world.
Luo Qingchen could only find out about this world from the palace maids, as well as the simple power of the court and the harem.
Of course, there were also the names that had already been engraved in her mind.
For example: Mo Ye.
For example: Feng Ling Er.
Fate was really strange. A thousand years ago, Feng Ling Er was a princess, but a thousand years later, she was a princess.
Moreover, her identity was very awkward. She was her mother's little sister.
In terms of seniority, she probably had to address her as' Auntie '.
She didn't know if the grudges from a thousand years ago should be brought to the future. But even if they weren't enemies, they could never become friends.
As for Mo Ye … …
She accidentally heard from the palace maids that he was a Heaven's Fate Master. She had been asleep for fourteen years. When she woke up, he had calculated that it was just right.
Only … …
She heard that he had a condition, which was to enter the palace and become a wine maker.
She didn't know why Mo Ye chose such a position. Not only did it not match his identity in this world, it also didn't match his identity in his previous life.
After traveling through a thousand years, she saw Mo Ye again in the afternoon three days later.
She was wearing pearl cotton shoes and holding a walking stick. She was wearing a pomegranate red brocade embroidered with flowers and butterflies. She came to the back garden by herself.
Stepping on the vast expanse of white snow, one would feel a kind of soft cotton, but after a few seconds, one would feel a burst of heart-piercing cold.
Her body wasn't good. Probably because she had been lying down for too long, she would gasp for breath every few steps.
The palace maids would always fight to help her. If she didn't get any exercise, she wouldn't make any progress.
"Ya — —" Suddenly, a cold wind blew.
She narrowed her eyes and used all her strength to stagger back with her walking stick. Just as she was about to fall into the snow, a warm hand wrapped around her waist.
There was a faint fragrance in the air, as well as a familiar scent.
She nodded abruptly, and what entered her eyes was that familiar face. The reflection of the white snow was so beautiful that it was indescribable.
At this moment, she was inexplicably nervous. She wanted to rely on her own strength to stand up, but found that she couldn't muster any strength at all.
"Your Highness." He bent down slightly and picked her up by the waist. His voice carried a touch of coldness as he said, "Your Highness' body is still not suitable for walking around."
She was only fourteen years old, so she looked very small in front of him. When he carried her in his arms, he felt like they were a big brother and a little sister.
"I just came to take a look at the scenery," Luo Qingchen blinked her eyes in a panic and said, "The plum blossoms in winter are always very beautiful."
"Plum wine tastes even better." He chuckled. "Miss Feng likes it very much."
Feng Ling Er — —
She silently muttered these three words in her heart and felt an inexplicable feeling of suffocation.
Could it be that he really stayed in the palace for Feng Ling Er?
Why? Feng Ling Er's reputation was so bad, so why did Mo Ye stay in the palace for her?
He didn't care that he went from being an aloof Heaven's Fate Master to a wine maker with almost no status.
Seeing her lower her head and not say anything, he suddenly said, "Un, perhaps your highness doesn't know, but Miss Feng is the empress' little sister, which is your concubine mother. When your body is better, the empress will tell you about the matters in the palace. "
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