Chapter 2273 Love that Spans a Thousand Years (17)

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Luo Qingchen thought for a while, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying: "I don't know why, but I suddenly want to drink. I wonder if the wine brewed by Mr. Mo is really that delicious? It makes Aunt Feng like it so much."

It has been a while since she came to this plane, but she still hasn't seen Feng Ling'er.

I heard that her Yuehua Palace has guests visiting every day, and the music resounds in the northeast corner of the deep palace every night.

"What kind of wine does the princess want to drink?" Mo Ye looked at her tender cheeks and clear eyes, and felt a throbbing in his heart for no reason, but he hid this throbbing in his heart and didn't tell outsiders.

"Peach Blossom Wine, can Mr. Mo make it?" Luo Qingchen looked at his handsome face, and memories of the past slowly emerged in his memory.

In a desolate and quiet corner of the palace, there is a peach tree that is neither tall nor short.

The breeze blew, and the peach blossom petals slowly fell. A pot of sake, raised the cup and looked at each other.

"But now is not the season for peach blossoms to bloom." Mo Ye narrowed his eyes and said, "But if the princess wants to drink, I will naturally have a way."

When he said this, the originally dim light in his eyes suddenly flashed a bright light.

And at this moment, she heard the long-lost reminder sound given by the system.

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The system will not lie. Although she feels that she is still a long way from him, the reminder sound at this moment tells her that at least he still cares about her.

In fact, thinking carefully, they seem to have done a lot.

The first accident, the second deliberate. Although the script is not as perfect as she imagined, it does not seem to be so desolate.

"Your Highness, the seventh nanny of Yuehua Palace wants to see you."

The voice of the palace maid interrupted their conversation. Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy.

"Let her wait outside." She half-closed her eyes, with a slight indifference in her tone.

The maid seemed to rarely see Luo Qingchen like this, and hurriedly stepped back and said, "Yes."

When she slowly left the inner room, Mo Ye just spoke: "Now the princess's high fever has subsided, but she still has to take the medicine. If you feel bitter, eat two more peach candied fruits."

When he said this, it was like a big brother's remarks to his little sister.

Exhortations and instructions.

It was as if they had met for the first time in a thousand years ago, when she was seven years old and he was fourteen years old.

Now, she is fourteen years old, but in his eyes, she is still just a child.

That impeccable face is gentle, and the eyes of an elder to a younger generation.

She doesn't like this feeling. According to her seniority, she has lived for thousands of years. Either like it or don't like it. She doesn't need the care of her brother for her sister.

"Mo Ye, do you like Feng Ling'er?"

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For such a direct host, even the system took a breath of cold air.

She was probably such a direct person. She always followed the principle of not speaking when it comes to those she hated. As for those she liked, since she could ask the answer, why bother to be so shy.

That really didn't look like her style, and she didn't like it either.

Mo Ye was obviously startled, and stared at him for a long time with his deep eyes, and then he said, "I have no power or influence, so how can I be qualified to admire Miss Yu Feng."

Luo Qingchen knew that he was deliberately avoiding the question, but she didn't intend to give him the opportunity to talk about other things.

The next second, she took a deep breath, walked towards her step by step, nodded proudly, looked at him and asked again, "What I'm asking is, do you like him?"