After talking to the Empress Dowager for a while, the Empress Dowager asked the young girls to go out to play. At this moment, Xiao Qianye was preparing for the throne ceremony, so there was no need to worry about the female relatives colliding in the harem. Although Nangong Mo was already married, she was still a 16 or 17-year-old child in the eyes of these older generations, so she was naturally driven out to play. Nangong Mo also knew that the Empress Dowager was afraid that she wanted to talk to the two eldest princesses, so she took her leave as she wanted.

The harem is not an interesting place. Standing in the somewhat bleak imperial garden, Nangong Mo looked up at the sky and sighed quietly. He said he was not guilty at all about the death of the late emperor. If she had been determined to save the late emperor, there might not be any way, but she still let Xiao Chun kill the late emperor and leave. Because she knew that with the late emperor's temper and personality, she would never let him go after knowing the secret of Wei Junmo's life experience, even if he was his relative.

Sun. Even Xiao Chun and Xiao Qianye would not let Wei Junmo go, but Xiao Qianye didn't know yet, and Xiao Chun was not the emperor yet, so he was naturally not in a hurry. As an emperor, Nangong Mo felt that the late emperor was a good emperor. Although he was mean and even cold to his ministers, he was very good to the people. What's more, he expelled the Northern Yuan Dynasty and created the successors of Daxia. But... this was definitely not enough to make her fall into a catastrophe.

I raised my hand and touched my arms that were a little colder. Even the temperature in the palace was a little colder than elsewhere.

"How can you not be cold when you wear so little?" Xie Peihuan's voice came from behind. Nangong Mo turned around and saw Xie Peihuan walking towards him in a light blue embroidered orchid cloak. Nangong Mo turned around and smiled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Looks like a good spirit?" Xie Peihuan smiled faintly, took Nangong Mo's hand and said, "Mo'er, thank you."

Nangong Mo knew it and said softly: "It's just helping to bring a sentence."

Xie Peihuan shook her head and said, "If it weren't for you to mention it with the Imperial Concubine, no one would have thought of this?" Even if I remembered it, I was afraid that I wouldn't dare to mention it. Although the wedding could not be held because of the mourning period of the late emperor, the Xie family could at least look at each other slowly and prepare. For Xie Peihuan, she was not in a hurry to get married, but at least she could understand that she was free and her future life was not endless withering. Nangong Mo sighed lightly, thinking of Concubine Lin who died so resolutely.

Looking at the clothes on Nangong Mo, Xie Peihuan frowned and raised his hand to untie the cloak on his body for her. Nangong Mo quickly reached out and held her down and smiled, "Don't mess around. I'm not cold, don't freeze myself."

Xie Peihuan said: "I'll be cold for you." Others were wearing thick cotton clothes and fox furs. Only Nangong Mo's clothes were still Yunjin, and he looked graceful, but... it was so cold...

Nangong Mo did not intend to be independent. People who practice martial arts, especially killers, have extremely strict requirements on their own physical reactions. Most experts with internal energy and spirit do not like to wear too thick clothes, which can not affect their actions. Just like Wei Junmo, Lin Changfeng, and Jin Zhuo, it is difficult for them to imagine that they will wrap themselves tightly.

Nangong Mo Zhanyan smiled, reached out and touched Xie Peihuan's face, raised his eyebrows and said, "Who is cold?"

Xie Peihuan was speechless and raised his hand to touch his face, "Okay, I'm cold." His hands were actually warmer than her. It was really impossible for people to compare with others, so she cared about her extra care.

"Thank you, fortunately you are here, otherwise it would be so boring today." Nangong Mo smiled. Xie Peihuan glanced at her and said, "Do you know how many people in Jinling City are envious, jealous and hate you now?"

"Why?" Nangong Mo was surprised. She was so busy that she was almost exhausted recently.

Xie Peihuan snorted and said, "Of course it's because you have a good mother-in-law. Whether you are married or a woman, who doesn't know that Princess Xingcheng and Prince Wei are deeply in love with Princess Wei, but she is as close as a mother and daughter to Prince Changping?" Most of the noble girls in Jinling were spoiled and carefree when they were in the boudoir. The mother-in-law was simply the first test in their lives, and this test was probably not easy. In the end, they could only wait for their daughter-in-law who had been married for many years to become mother-in-law and then test their daughter-in-law. This cycle was endless. Just like in the Empress Dowager's Hall, the girls who were waiting for the boudoir were mostly sitting aside with their mother-in-law, while the young daughter-in-law had to stand behind the mother-in-law to serve.

Nangong Mo shrugged and said with a smile: "I'm lucky."

"I really deserve a beating." Xie Peihuan was speechless.

As Xie Peihuan said, although no one dared to be disrespectful to Nangong Mo, he still heard a lot of sour words occasionally. Nangong Mo didn't care. She lived her own life, so let others say it.

"You really don't mind?" Xie Peihuan poked Nangong Mo who was calmly drinking tea.

Nangong Mo looked at her and smiled, "What do you mind? They are sour, I prove that I am more comfortable than them. If I have a miserable life, they should come and comfort me now."

"Big sister." A familiar voice came from behind. Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows. There were not many people in the world who could call her eldest sister. Looking back, she saw Nangong Shu standing outside the pavilion and looking at them. She frowned and said, "You are not in good health yet?" It has been several months since I last met Nangong Shu, but Nangong Shu was pale and thinner than that time. The noble imperial concubine's clothing made her look even more eclipsed, and she was not as good as the famous beauty in Jinling.

Nangong Shu moved the corners of her lips and smiled reluctantly, "Isn't it just that? I haven't seen my elder sister for a long time, but she is still full of looks."

Xie Peihuan also knew that the two sisters had a bad relationship, so he stood up and blessed slightly, "I've seen the Empress." But he didn't mean to leave. Nangong Shu didn't care either. She walked into the pavilion and waved her back and asked, "Sister, Duke Chu's Mansion..." Nangong Mo shook his head, "You should know, my father's relationship is not good." She and Nangong Shu actually had no deep hatred. Zheng was dead, and she avenged most of the things that Nangong Shu offended her on the spot, and there was no need to hold a grudge. However, there was no need to tell the sisterhood, something that was not originally there.

Nangong Shu shook her head and said, "No, I want to ask... Qiao Feiyan and the three mothers and sons..."

Nangong Mo looked at her and said lightly: "Don't you want to let Qiao Yuewu go?"

"She killed my child!" Nangong Shu whispered in a low voice, her eyes that were always full of gloomy hatred.
Chapter completed!