An Xuetang in the yard looked at the flowers, then looked at Mo Yunchen, and then left silently with Fushou Kangning.

Xiaohong did not enter the yard with Hua Duoer. She followed Ning'er and the others and stood outside the yard.

Mo Yunchen in the yard looked at the familiar flowers and spoke first, "This girl... have we seen it somewhere?"

"!"

Mo Yunchen's first words instantly made Hua Duoer's body stiffer, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. He forgot to penetrate your heart for a moment, and from then on, his heart is cold and weak.

He was self-indulgent... It turned out that she was like this. She interpreted the meaning of this word very well.

Seeing that she didn't reply, Mo Yunchen frowned and walked two steps towards the other end of Huadouer, "Miss, what's wrong with you? You feel uncomfortable?"

Hua Duoer came to her senses, and the next moment, she raised a smile on her face and said indifferently:

"Young Master Chen is indeed a noble man who forgets things. After all, when we were in Lan Guo, we were friends who had been together for several months. Did you forget me so quickly?"

Hearing the three words "Mr. Chen" and mentioning Lan Guo, plus this familiar face, Mo Yunchen immediately thought of it.

His eyes were a little incredible, "Are you Duoer?"

Hua Duoer smiled and said calmly, "Mr. Chen finally remembered it. Duoer thought that Mr. Chen might have forgotten the name Duoer."

"Duoer, don't tease me, but you...how were you here? When the Lan Kingdom changed its dynasty, you were not..."

I don’t know what I remembered, Mo Yunchen almost blurted out the words back, but he just turned his back, "Duoer, go into the house first."

Hua Duoer did not refuse. Isn’t the positioning she gave to the two of them in her heart the friend of the two young men who were the first to be a friend?

So there is nothing to be bothered right now!

...

At this time, five women outside the yard were standing in the corner, and those who didn't know thought they were standing there.

The few people didn't know what they were thinking, and no one spoke.

Until Xiaohong couldn't stop falling, she looked at An Xuetang with red eyes and swallowed, "Princess Beijiang, you... do you think, is it possible for us lady and the prince? She has been by her side for so many years, and she likes the prince so much. I know so well, but my lady... Does she have a chance with the prince?"

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, and she naturally knew what Xiaohong said. She was silent for a moment, and suddenly looked up at the girls around her, "It's better to do this, let me tell you a story."

"A long time ago, there was a story about a woman who was a second marriage. What is a second marriage? Simply put, it means that she has married twice."

"This woman's name is Hai Lanzhu. Although she is a second-married girl, she was favored by the emperor day and night and became the leader of all concubines. Her title is unique."

"In fact, Hai Lanzhu's origin is an unsolvable mystery, because her information before she was 26 years old was blank. Of course, everything about her is likely to be intentionally deleted by the emperor at that time."

"But think about it, in this world, women usually get married when they are in their teens, and not to mention that Hai Lanzhu is also the daughter of a Mongolian tribe nobleman, she cannot get married late with such an identity, so it is probably said that she is a second marriage."

"But she was still able to marry the emperor at that time when she was 26 years old. Logically speaking, she had never seen a woman with a status like the emperor? But even such an older woman, who didn't know what charm she had, really fascinated the emperor at that time."

"Later, Hai Lanzhu moved into Guanju Palace and was named Chen Fei, ranking second among the five palaces. At that time, Hai Lanzhu was at its peak in the harem, and was often favored by the emperor and gave birth to the eighth son. The emperor also intended to pass the throne to the eighth son, but unfortunately the eighth son was in a shallow fortune and died after living less than one year of life."

"Hai Lanzhu suffered a heavy blow to her son. In addition, Shanghai Lanzhu herself is a sentimental person. From then on, she never got sick and died of illness in Guanju Palace. After learning about her death, the emperor hurried back from the battlefield. He looked at her body with sorrow that he cried several times until he fainted."

"Later, the emperor ordered her to be buried with great care, and the emperor who had lost Hai Lanzhu also followed him two years later."

After the story was told, An Xuetang found that Xiaohong was already in tears, and her Fushou Kangning looked nothing unusual, but she could still find that their eyes were slightly red.

At this time, Xiaohong sighed, "There is such a love in this world, which is so touching."

“….”

An Xuetang smiled helplessly, "Telling you this story is not something that makes you sigh and shed tears. I just want to tell you that no matter what she has experienced, as long as she meets the right person, as long as she meets the person who is willing to tolerate and spoil her, she will be happy."

"Xiaohong, can you get the answer from this story when you asked me just now?"

Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, then asked stupidly, "So our lady will become the second Hai Lanzhu, right?"

"!"

An Xuetang had no choice but to have her brain circuit, and then shook her head and smiled, "You ladies will be happier than Hai Lanzhu, as long as she makes the right choice."

Ordinary people are much happier than one of the rain and dews who come to the palace to be emperor. As long as the flower chooses the right path, she wants a pair of people for the rest of her life, so why is the happiness she wants?

But if she had to choose to enter the palace for Mo Yunchen to do a detailed work, then she would never get the so-called happiness in her life.

An Xuetang didn't know if Xiaohong understood it. She didn't say anything anymore. Not long after, the flowers came out. When they came out, she smiled on her face and said goodbye to Mo Yunchen who was standing at the door.

Only An Xuetang could see the bitterness in her smile. At this time, An Xuetang looked at Ning'er, "Ning'er, Kang'er, you can take the prince to make pre-operative preparations."

"good."

After the prince was taken to the "sterile room" compiled by An Xuetang, the smile of flowers gradually became stiff until they disappeared.

She stared at the door of the sterile room with a dim look. No one knew what she was thinking. An Xuetang pursed her lips and stood by her silently with her, not asking her what she had talked to Mo Yunchen.

Seeing the flowers look like this, a line of poem suddenly appeared in An Xuetang's mind: The jade face is lonely and the tears are dripping, and the pear blossoms are covered with rain in spring.

She thought, maybe the flowers now have given up.

After a while, Hua Duoer came to her senses. She turned to look at An Xuetang, smiled and said, "Atang, I'll go back to my room first."

An Xuetang reached out and pinched her face, "Okay, I'll wait for me to have a meal together tonight."

Hua Duoer pursed her lips and smiled, "I know how to eat, so I'll go in and prepare quickly. I can't help, so I won't stay here."

"Um."

......

Back in the yard, Hua Duoer looked at Xiaohong, "Go and pack up, we are going to leave the Northern Xinjiang Palace."
Chapter completed!