The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Mo Chengning looked at Yang Yuheng's back as he left, pursed his lips, and finally couldn't bear it, so he said softly: "Teacher, don't worry, she is lucky and will definitely come back safely."

Yang Yuheng paused for a while before turning back to look at Mo Chengning and said with a smile, "Okay."

Mo Chengning breathed a sigh of relief only after Yang Yuheng left.

He leaned back and rubbed his eyes tiredly. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a pile of memorials. He had gotten used to facing these these days and no longer felt tired. However, since there was no news from Mo Xiao, Mo Chengning was restless every day. He felt impatient when reading these memorials. His father was gone, but he still had to pretend that nothing had happened and flattered the ministers every day.

The eunuch next to him sized up his expression and said softly, "Your Highness, why don't you take a rest for a while?"

There is a small lounge next to the Yinghua Hall. It was where Mo Chengning lived when he was a child, and it is still there today.

Mo Chengning shook his head, stood up, picked up the letter and started reading it, saying calmly, "It's not time to rest yet."

His father hadn't come back yet, so he had to help his father guard the country, his mother, and his unborn brothers and sisters. So, he couldn't rest yet.

The young eunuch next to him had a look of heartache, but he could do nothing to help. He could only order the kitchen to prepare more of Mo Chengning's favorite foods, hoping that he would not overwork himself.

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Lan Yin Hall.

Lin Jiuqing held the letter in his hand and read it over and over again for a long time without putting it down.

Seeing her like this, Yingyue beside her couldn't help but laugh and tease: "Your Highness must be missing His Majesty. I don't know how many times she has read this letter. She has memorized it."

If it were usual, Lin Jiuqing would definitely smile and joke with her, but now Lin Jiuqing pursed his lips and did not speak for a long time.

The smile on Yingyue's face also faded, and she asked cautiously: "My lady, what's the problem with this letter?"

Lin Jiuqing shook his head.

There is nothing wrong with the letter. It is Mo Xiao's notes and written in his tone. There is no doubt that it was written by him personally.

"Go and get my box of letters." Lin Jiuqing ordered.

Yingyue did not dare to delay and quickly got up and went into the house to take out the box containing Lin Jiuqing's letter.

Lin Jiuqing opened the box, took out the letters inside, and read them one by one. After reading them all, he looked at the letters he had received in recent days, and his brows furrowed more and more.

Yingyue was already a little nervous: "My Lady, what's wrong?"

Lin Jiuqing pondered for a long time, and finally slowly put down the letter in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Go to Yinghua Palace."

She hadn't left Lanyin Palace for a long time, and her sudden intention to go out scared Yingyue.

But Lin Jiuqing looked solemn, so Yingyue didn't dare to ask more questions and hurried down to make arrangements.

Lanyin Hall is not far from Yinghua Hall, and they arrived at the door in a short while. When Mo Xiao was still there, Lin Jiuqing could enter and leave Yinghua Hall at will, and now it is even more so.

When she entered, Mo Chengning was sitting in a chair reviewing memorials. He looked up when he heard the noise and saw Lin Jiuqing. He was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed quickly. The seriousness disappeared and he smiled: "Mother, why are you here?"

Mo Chengning put down his pen, walked over with a smile on his face, and took Lin Jiuqing's hand to sit on a chair beside him.