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Did he think she would care for his side wife? Don't even think about it. Even if she, Mo Ningxue, didn't marry in her entire life, she wouldn't be someone's concubine and share a man with others.

What do you mean? Yue Molu's face changed, she did not want to be his concubine? How many women were eagerly waiting for his fortune? But what about her? He had such a disdainful expression!

Yue Molu, you don't understand emotions. After Mo Ningxue finished speaking, her face became even colder. Please leave this place, my prince. A man and woman alone in a room, Ning Xue's fear that the misunderstanding will spread.

What do you mean? Yue Molu's face flushed red and then purple. It was the first time he spoke to a girl in such a serious manner, and yet she had such a reaction? And even driving him away!

How can there be such a girl who doesn't know what's good for her?

The meaning was obvious, Ning Xue couldn't get close to it. Mo Ningxue no longer spoke, and because his face was somewhat angry, it became red.

I'll give you time. You don't even need to go there this month to do anything. He's busy preparing for the emperor's birthday. I'm afraid he doesn't have the time to teach you. After Yue Molu finished speaking, he still returned to the Heavenly God like duke that he had hoped for. However, his back seemed a lot more lonely.

Watching him leave, Mo Ningxue slightly pursed her lips. If he really was Yu Lianshang, then she would also bless his marriage with Mo Zhiling. At worst, she would just start over from the beginning and wouldn't foolishly go and be her concubine. However, if it really was Yu Lianshang, then shouldn't she approach him and let him regain his memories? If he knew that she had married Xing Zhiling, she guessed that even if she went to the ends of the earth, he would find her to settle the score.

Sigh, I am truly worried about nothing, I am not sure if he is Yu Lianshang or not! Let's wait and see when the smell of the coal will recover.

Eh? Coal balls? Why are you here? When Mo Ningxue opened the door, he saw the coal ball standing under the tree far away with a pitiful look.

Master, the coal ball saw Mo Ningxue happily running over. Wuu, I couldn't get in earlier, and was even thrown out by the prince. Even now, the coal ball's butt still hurts!” Speaking of which, what were you and the prince doing just now?

It opened one of its round eyes and looked at Mo Ningxue as if it was having an affair with him.

Mo Ningxue was embarrassed, it's nothing, I want to go for a walk, are you going?

Hmph, I'm not going. The coal ball was unhappy that she had not satisfied her gossip.

Well, I'll take my time. Mo Ningxue nodded her head, she suddenly felt that this palace was a bit too unnecessary, she was naturally arrogant, and wouldn't be someone else's mistress.

There were also hawkers and snacks in the Outer Palace, but only a little. Especially since it was night again, and Mo Ningxue did not have a single bit of silver on her body. Only now did she realize that she actually had no money at all.

Wasn't it time for her to find a way out for the rest of her life?

As she walked westward with the Wang Residence, she saw what seemed to be a small garden. Laughing lightly, she brought up a bridge, a small river, and willow trees. The night wind blew gently, making her feel much more refreshed. She stood by the small bridge and looked around to see that no one was around, then she pulled out the pink flute from her waist and placed it by her mouth and blew gently.

If the blue sea dried up, there would still be a tear left.

That is a thousand reincarnations waiting for you.

Suddenly, he looked back and saw Zhan continuously dragging him along.

All your pride can only fly in the picture.

Under the desert setting sun, who was the person playing the flute?

In spite of years of stripped red makeup, she is riddled with scars.

His white clothes fluttered in the wind and his hair looked as if it could fly. From afar, it looked like a fairy from a flower.

She didn't know why she would play such a sad melody. It was as if she was waiting for a thousand years for a lover to divide the two of them.

As expected, he was also saddened. Mo Ningxue shook her head. She wanted to turn around and leave, because she saw that a few people on the shore of the bridge had stopped to listen to her play.

When she turned around, she was suddenly stunned —