Chapter 2278 Love that Spans a Thousand Years (22)

When she opened her eyes again, it was already the next day.

Luo Qingchen always felt that she had a beautiful dream, a slightly sweet and bitter dream.

The white snow in the dream was like a dreamlike scene. Mo Ye carried her on his back, walking and stopping, his eyes full of reluctance.

She could feel his reluctance, and also the resentment and desolation in his heart.

She couldn't understand his desolation, but she could feel the sadness.

This feeling had happened to the original owner before. A thousand years ago, she returned to the palace again. She completely hid her true self. Every word she said and every thing she did was to expand her power and get what she wanted in her heart.

And now Mo Ye gave her this feeling.

He was very contradictory, contradictory in the entanglement of love and hate, and contradictory in the choice of right and wrong.

This is what Luo Qingchen can feel, as for why she has this feeling, she doesn't know.

"Princess, you are awake." Two maids came in and helped her get a basin of water to wash her face. "Last night, Mr. Mo apologized to your princess for a long time, saying that your princess drank too much, but her body has recovered a lot."

"I do feel less tired now." Luo Qingchen stretched his muscles and said, "Where is Mr. Mo? Didn't he come today?"

The maids looked at each other, and their faces looked a little embarrassed.

Deep in the palace, knowing what the master likes is what the servants must do.

As close maids, they naturally know what their princess likes.

So, there is something about Mo Ye staying in Yuehua Palace last night. Even if it is widely spread in the palace, they don't want their princess to know.

"Look at your expressions..." Luo Qingchen retracted his smile, raised his eyes slightly, and said with long eyelashes trembling: "Something must have happened?"

"Princess..." One of the little maids came forward, pursed her lips and said: "In fact, the rumors in the palace are varied and can't be believed."

"Rumors." Luo Qingchen couldn't help but laugh at himself and said: "You have to tell me what the rumor is, so that I can judge whether it is true or false?"

The two little girls looked at each other, and the maid standing a little behind said: "Reporting to Your Highness, I heard... I heard that Mr. Mo stayed in Yuehua Palace last night."

"Hiss-" In just a moment, they felt the cold air shrouding the entire Weiguang Palace at the same time.

The window from north to south happened to be not closed, and the heavy snow flew in like goose feathers, and some fell into her boiling hot tea.

She didn't want to change a cup, but gently slid the lid of the cup, blew a breath, and took a sip.

The boiling tea poured into her cold heart at this moment, spreading in the blood of her body bit by bit.

Seeing her like this, the maids all knelt down in panic, muttering: "Your Highness, we only heard it from others, please don't take it seriously."

If they had not seen their own princess scolding Nanny Seven, they would not have felt so scared of her.

But after seeing it, they knew that although this princess had been sleeping for fourteen years, her aura was better than all the masters they had seen.

Besides, the princess's language learning ability alone was different from that of ordinary people...

Therefore, for things that were not fully confirmed, they, as servants, naturally did not dare to gossip in front of her.

"Don't be so scared..." Luo Qingchen put down the teacup, narrowed his eyes slightly, and chuckled: "Such rumors can't be true!"