Chapter 2270
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She had thought of ten thousand opportunities for them to meet again, but she had never thought that it would end like this.
The current Mo Ye felt very unfamiliar to her. It was probably because whether it was her memories or the Mo Ye she saw in her eyes. His pitch-black eyes could always reflect her figure.
But right now, she felt that those beautiful eyes were filled with an indescribable darkness, as well as an indescribable complex emotion.
After she said that she did not want to hear, Mo Ye did not say anything else. He just quietly hugged her as they passed through the imperial garden. The plum blossom petals fluttered down, bringing with them a faint desolation.
Returning to Shimmer Hall, she thought about it and felt that her words had been too stiff.
After sitting down, she looked at him and said, "Young master Mo, I was a bit impatient with my words just now. I still have to thank young master for sending me back."
"Protecting the princess' safety is the right thing to do. It is also the responsibility of every servant in the palace." His words were very polite, but they made people feel distant and unfamiliar. "
"I heard that young master Mo is a Heaven's Mandate Master. I don't know why you like this palace and want to become a winemaker." She was beating around the bush to confirm the doubts in her heart.
Did he really like winemaking, or … … Or was it for Feng Ling Er?
She could not believe those rumours. As long as he said that he did not believe it, she would not believe it.
After all, this man clearly knew that someone was plotting against him a thousand years ago, but even in the end, he was still willing to endure it.
Time passed, a thousand year love.
Even though a thousand years had passed, even though he no longer had those memories sealed in the depths of his mind.
But she did not believe that before meeting her, knowing her, and understanding her, he would fall in love with Feng Ling Er.
She did not believe it.
"This one only heard that young lady Feng likes fruit wine, so I came to the palace to find a position to make some good wine for her."
Luo Qingchen did not know what kind of reaction she had. She just stood there in a daze, unable to say a single word.
This continued until Eunuch Li walked in to pass on a message for Feng Ling Er. It seemed that the plum wine that Mo Ye had brewed for her last night was to her liking, so she summoned him to the Hall of Moonlight.
"Your Highness, I will take my leave now." He cupped his hands and bowed, as if he had received some incredible good news. He was full of anticipation and didn't want to stay for even a moment longer.
"Young Master Mo." Luo Qingchen pursed her lips, her clear eyes flashing with unwillingness.
This was the first time she had this kind of feeling. She was standing in the same position as the 'female supporting character' and saying those bad things about the 'female lead'.
She had never been in such a position before, and it did not feel good.
"Although I haven't been awake for long, I occasionally heard from the palace maids that Feng Ling … Concubine Feng suffered a stroke in Chang 'an City. Why …"
"Your Highness, she is your aunt." Mo Ye directly interrupted her, a faint dark light flashing in his deep eyes. His thin lips softly said, "No matter what others say about her, you can't say that."
Such a young face, such clear eyes, should not be mixed with these messy things.
But for Luo Qingchen, these words were so heavy.
So heavy that her nose turned sour and she almost cried.
For someone like her who had a complete memory, for the more than one hundred lives of the Luo Family engraved in her mind.
Their lives were too light, and their souls were too heavy.
They had long forgotten the memories from a thousand years ago, but she had not.
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