C12

After Mo Qingyan finished bathing and changing his clothes, he sat on the edge of the bed. "It's already a foregone conclusion that His Majesty will grant us marriage. I said that I can't leave due to illness, and that it would save me a lot of trouble instead."

Ah Nuo immediately understood that her young miss did not want to see Long Tianze again.

Ah Nuo hurriedly said, "Miss, you are lying to Ninth Prince. If this gets out, it'll be a death sentence."

If he wanted to hide his illness, he had to first get all the maidservant servants in the courtyard to leave, not let them spread the news.

As he spoke, he looked around. Even the window that could not possibly have anyone by the back wall was closed.

"Don't worry, those people in the front yard won't think that I'm faking my illness. They will definitely think that I'm happily marrying into the imperial family." However, as for his mother, he had to deliberately hide it from her.

It wasn't that he didn't trust his mother, but that there were too many people who knew of this matter. It was hard to avoid accidents from happening.

Thinking about how she fell in love with Long Tianze at first sight, she felt a chill down her spine.

Ah Nuo didn't understand the reason, she only knew that Miss suddenly started to hate Ninth Prince.

In fact, in her opinion, the Ninth Prince was a pretty good choice.

"Miss, Ninth Prince looks like a talented person, although he is not favored by the princes, that is the Imperial Family, after all, Ah Nuo does not understand, why do you not like him?"

Moreover, Miss had previously been too preoccupied with making a ruckus for her to marry Long Tianze.

"There are some things I cannot tell you in detail. You just need to remember that he is not my good man." She couldn't recall her memories from her previous life to anyone else. Only when she was alone would she grind her teeth in hatred and repeatedly insert her nails into her palms.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Ah Nuo panicked, "Miss, did Ah Nuo say something wrong that made you angry again?"

Ah Nuo wanted to advise her. But when his fingers came in contact, he coincidentally saw that there were scratches on Mo Qingyan's wrist and palm. Some of them were already scabbed, and some of them were obviously wounds left behind in the last two days.

"Miss, what happened to you?" Ah Nuo panicked.

"Don't say anything, I'm fine. I scratched these with my nails." Mo Qingyan's expression was calm as usual.

Miss, even if you don't want to marry to Ninth Prince, you can't degrade yourself like this! In his haste to take out the handkerchief, Ah Nuo tried to break Mo Qingyan's hand with all his might, but to no avail.

Hearing the two words "scum", Mo Qingyan's heart also shook, and he slowly loosened his grip.

She didn't want to be like this either. Sometimes, when she thought of the things that happened in her previous life, hatred would surge up uncontrollably. Only pain could keep her awake.

"Miss, if you have any grievances, you can tell Ah Nuo. Ah Nuo will always stand by Miss's side. "You must not, absolutely not, torment yourself like this." Wiping her wounds, Ah Nuo's tears also started to fall.

Mo Qingyan opened his mouth, but did not say a single word.

Even if he did, Ah Nuo would not understand.

"Don't mention this matter to mother." Seeing her rush to find medicine, Mo Qingyan hurriedly reminded her.

She knew that the Ah Nuo was loyal and devoted to her. However, if his mother found out about this, it would only bring him more trouble.

"Then young miss has promised Ah Nuo that you can't hurt yourself like this anymore!" Ah Nuo clenched the porcelain bottle tightly and forced himself to speak.

Hearing her words, Mo Qingyan actually smiled a bit more. He raised his eyebrows and asked back: "What, Ah Nuo learned to threaten me?"

"I don't dare to threaten Miss. I'm just worried that I won't be able to control my own mouth if I'm unhappy!" Knowing that Mo Qingyan would not do anything to her, Ah Nuo became braver.

"Alright, I'll listen to you." Mo Qingyan laughed, and opened his palm for Ah Nuo to apply the medicine on her.

After a continuous peace of half a month, an imperial decree was passed into the Minister's Mansion and His Majesty bestowed upon Mo Qingyan the right to marry into the Ninth Prince Palace.

The matter had been stirred up for a long time before another piece of news broke out. The was sick, and those who knelt on the bed wrapped in blankets to receive the decree immediately fainted upon receiving the decree. It seemed that they were quite ill.

The Ninth Prince Palace sent over all kinds of expensive medicinal herbs and tonics to the door, and in the end, the emperor in the palace sent someone to deliver some tonics as well. The Minister's Mansion were all the same for a moment and everyone in the capital envied them.

"Miss, this tonic …" Ah Nuo looked at the medicinal herb boxes piled up in the courtyard, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Mo Qingyan was also a little confused. She could understand why Long Tianze was so diligently delivering the medicinal ingredients, but why did the master in the palace start to treat an unremarkable girl like her warmly?

Even if her father Mo Wende is sick, the emperor wouldn't care!

There must be demons in everything that was abnormal!

As for where the demon was, even if she wanted to think it through, she would not be able to figure it out. She could only take things one step at a time, and then she would have to be even more cautious.

Being cared about by the royal family was not a good thing. A single mistake could bring disaster upon the entire family, and could even lead to eternal damnation.

This time, the act of feigning illness seemed to have triggered an invisible thread. Things had somewhat exceeded her expectations and she was beginning to lose control.

"Has something big happened in the capital recently?" Mo Qingyan asked the Ah Nuo.

"Nope." Ah Nuo shook his head, "But … "Miss, recently there have been rumours of people discussing in private about you …" Ah Nuo was a little hesitant, but after thinking about it, he felt that he should speak up.