After rebirth, the daughter of the genius doctor went crazy

“The Crescent River surrounds the house like a coiled dragon, and the West Mountain in the distance looks like a crouching tiger.” This is the Prince Chen’s Palace, which occupies an excellent location in the capital.

It is said that there are two dragon veins in the capital city. One is the earth dragon, which is the dragon vein of the imperial palace; the other is the water dragon, which is the line between Qianhai and Houhai.

The Prince Chen’s Mansion is located right on the line connecting Qianhai and Houhai, that is, on the dragon vein, so the feng shui is very good.

Since ancient times, people have described wealth as a source of water. Therefore, there is water everywhere in Chen Wang Mansion, and a lake at every step. The mansion is almost built around the Pavilion in the Center of the Lake. The water of the Pavilion in the Center of the Lake is brought in from Longquan Lake dozens of miles away, and it only flows in and not out, swirling around the mansion endlessly.

Mo Lishang stood in Prince Chen's mansion, looking at all the familiar scenes, as if it was just yesterday, except that the mountains and rivers were still there, but the things and people had changed.

"Miss Mo, please." Li Zhong, the steward of Prince Chen's Mansion, respectfully led Mo Lishang to the study.

The buildings of the Chen Palace are divided into three sections: east, middle and west. Each section consists of a quadrangle that is open from north to south. The red walls and green tiles give off a majestic and solemn glow under the sun.

Along the way, there are pavilions, bridges and flowing water. A wisteria that has grown for more than two hundred years is still thriving.

Mo Lishang paused slightly, stretched out her slender hand and touched the leaves of the vine. The shiny green leaves were as smooth as silk, and her fingers were like pink pearls. The green was seductive, the pink was delicate, and her slender figure was so beautiful that it was dazzling.

Tong Yeming stood at the door of the study, dignified like a god, his evil and handsome face was dark and inexplicable, his hands were behind his back, he looked as tall and lofty as a mountain, and as lonely and cold as water.

His once cold eyes were now filled with warm sparks. He stared at her intently as she blended into the scenery in the distance. She was graceful and elegant, as light as a butterfly, as ethereal as a cloud, with a dreamy look on her little face. All of this made his heart beat fast and his blood boil.

He couldn't control his steps and walked towards her with joy.

"Princess Mo."

He intended to call her Princess Mo so that she wouldn't have to bow to him. But for some reason, he couldn't bear to let her bend her knees, as if she was born not to bow her head or kneel to others.

"King Chen."

Upon hearing this, Mo Lishang retracted his little hand, looked at Tong Yeming with a smile, and nodded slightly, but his expression was distant and indifferent, making it difficult to read.

He suppressed the slight disappointment in his heart, smiled like a blooming spring flower, and said softly, "I wonder why Princess Mo came to see me?"

"No one comes to the temple for no reason. I'm here for something, and His Majesty is also happy about it."

Mo Lishang smiled casually, strolling leisurely along the cobblestone path, but his almond-shaped eyes looked towards the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains.

"Happy things?"

Tong Yeming followed her closely and it was very natural.

He even forgot how a servant girl could walk in front of the prince. He just felt that as long as he was this close to Mo Lishang, it would be a blessing to walk like this for the rest of his life. This feeling made him extremely comfortable. He just hoped that this road would be as long as possible.

"Um"

Mo Lishang nodded, she suddenly stopped and looked up into the distance, where the waves were rippling and the green willows were swaying in the wind.

But no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it did not catch her eye. She was thinking about how to start the conversation. She could threaten him to marry Mo Yaner as his concubine, because after all, she was just a concubine and it would not be a big deal. But she was not sure that she could make such a proud man like him put aside his face and marry Mo Yaner as his concubine.

Because the concubine will be recorded in the Jade Disc in the future, how could a man as aloof and arrogant as him allow a fallen woman like Mo Yan'er to enter his Jade Disc?

While she was thinking, a breeze blew by. In the distance, the lotus flowers exuded a faint fragrance. Countless huge lotus leaves danced in the wind, making her feel dazed for a moment. She couldn't help but say, "The lotus flowers are really withering early this year, but the lotus flowers in Qinxiang Garden should still be blooming now, right?"

Tong Yeming was suddenly shocked, and felt a surge of blood rushing to his heart. He looked at her in disbelief, his eyes full of shock, joy and confusion!

Ever since he met her, he always felt as if there was an invisible thread connecting him to her, making him want to be close to her involuntarily and try every possible way to please her.

Knowing that she loved lotus, he had a sudden idea when he walked into Qinxiang Garden yesterday. He wanted to convert the entire acre of osmanthus forest into a lotus pond. He was also going to the Western Regions to introduce late lotus in order to extend the blooming time of the lotus. All this was still in his mind and he had not had time to announce it, but why did she know that there were late lotus in Qinxiang Garden?

Is it...

He took a step forward excitedly, his eyes full of hope, and with frenzied enthusiasm he stretched out his big hand, suddenly grasped her hand, and asked anxiously: "Is it you? Is it you who often appears in my dreams? Are you my lover in my previous life?"

Before Mo Lishang finished speaking, she knew she had made a huge mistake.

It is now the 30th year of Da Zhao, and she has not yet married Tong Yeming.

It was impossible for Tong Yeming to dig a lake in Qinxiang Garden just to please her! How could there be lotus without a lake? Unexpectedly, she made such a fatal mistake when she revisited the old place!

Seeing Tong Yeming rushing towards her excitedly, she quickly dodged and said sternly, "Your Majesty, please respect yourself!"

"Self-respect?"

Tong Yeming felt as if he had been hit on the head with a stick. He stood there in shock, then smiled awkwardly, filled with sadness and loneliness, pain and sorrow!

She is not the woman in my dream!

In that hazy dream about to rain, the woman was extremely beautiful, completely different from Mo Lishang!

He was not a shallow person who only cared about appearance, but the woman in his dream was gentle and lovely, and a model of virtuousness and kindness. What's more, her beautiful eyes were full of affection and love, always following him, unlike Mo Lishang who regarded him as a monster!

There was nothing but coldness and indifference in her eyes, which made him think for a moment that she hated him!

But why did that woman always overlap with Mo Lishang, causing him to wake up from his dreams with bitter aftertastes every time?

He suspected thousands of times that he and the woman in his dreams had a connection in their previous life and were entangled in this life, but when he woke up from the dream he had no clue!

Mo Lishang's alienation and vigilance made him sober up. She must not be that woman. If she was, she would never treat him like this...

All the disappointment and frustration hit him at the same time. He put down his hand dejectedly, smiled miserably but couldn't suppress the doubt in his heart and asked, "Why do you think there are lotus in Qinxiang Garden?"

"I don't know why I say that, I just think it should be like this."

Mo Lishang smiled faintly and said inconspicuously: "Let's not talk about these, let's talk about the prince's big happy event."

Tong Yeming suppressed his inner doubts and asked seriously, "Where does the joy come from?"

He really didn't know what other happy things could happen in his life besides the throne!

He passed by her and strode towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake. His tall figure cut through the flowing air, leaving only the wind that broke through the air and the faint scent of ambergris filling the air...

A familiar scent, a familiar place, and a familiar pain quickly spread throughout Mo Lishang's body. She suddenly tensed up and her eyes were cold.

Looking at his imposing figure from behind, pure as a spring plum blossom blooming in the snow, clean as an autumn chrysanthemum covered with frost, still as a pine tree growing in an empty valley, gorgeous as the rosy clouds reflected in a clear pond, his unrestrained and unpredictable elegance made her eyes sting, and hatred immediately rushed over her. She no longer needed to carefully consider the words she was still thinking about just now.

"I came here today to ask the prince to marry my sister Mo Yan'er as his concubine."

Her voice was as clear as the moon, but her words were as sharp as a ghost, full of malicious provocation, and there was a pleasure of revenge between the lines!

After saying this, she stood tall and proud like a green pine or cypress, waiting for the coming of the storm...

Waves arose without wind, and ripples appeared on flat ground. A chilling chill suddenly spread across the entire lake, and the rippling green waves seemed to freeze in an instant.

"What did you say?"

Every word seemed to pop out from hard stone, without any warmth, as if hail was falling from the sky, making a sound when it hit the ground.

The stiff body slowly turned around, and the handsome face collapsed in an instant. A ferocious rage leaped up, and a chill as cold as a gust of wind came out of nowhere. The sleeves were filled with true energy, surging like the wind.

The eyes staring at her were filled with the coldness of thousands of miles of snow and tens of thousands of miles of ice, and condensed in them was unbelievable pain.

Her smile is like a weak willow standing firm in the wind, unfazed by the rain and wind, with a smile full of mockery always on her lips.

"Are you sure she's a concubine and not a concubine?"

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice softer, clenching his fingers tightly, afraid that an impulse would shatter her smile and tear her body apart.

"Yes, Your Majesty, you heard it right!"

She was lonely and aloof, just like the withered lotus leaves in the pond, exuding a withered chill, and she spoke every word without hesitation!

The two people's eyes confronted each other silently, silently confronting each other.

His anger was overwhelming, hers was calm and indifferent;

His murderous intent was awe-inspiring, her ridicule was subtle and elegant;

Finally he backed off. He wanted to just kill her so that he wouldn't have to suffer the pain of missing her every day, so that he wouldn't be hurt by her, so that his dignity wouldn't be trampled upon by her mercilessly. But he couldn't bear to do it!

I can't bear to see her suffer any injustice!

It turns out that falling in love with someone is so humble and painful, and all he does is just to find a little invisible happiness in the endless pain.

At this moment, Tong Yehan suddenly understood why she loved the lotus. She didn’t love the enchantment of the lotus, nor the holiness or loneliness of the lotus. Instead, she loved the desolation of the withered lotus, the cold charm of its imperfection, and the loneliness of its withering...

"You clearly said that you only wanted her as a concubine, so how could she become a concubine? Do you know that concubines are to be recorded in the Jade Table? How can such a dirty woman like her be recorded in the Jade Table of the royal family? And how can I, the king, be laughed at by the world for marrying her?!"

His words were not rhetorical questions but accusations, and every word he said was filled with rage. If it wasn't for Mo Lishang, the person who said this would have turned into a dried skeleton!

No one dared to insult him like this! She challenged his limits again and again, and he only tolerated her because she was Mo Lishang. However, indulgence is not unlimited, and it does not mean that he can compromise without principles and let her take whatever she wants from him!

"Why is your Highness so angry? Although the weather has turned cooler, it is harmful to your health to get so angry."

Mo Lishang smiled lightly, strolled gracefully, and walked towards the lake. The wind blew her hair and her clothes fluttered, making her look like a fairy, ethereal and like an elf who had strayed into the world.

Looking at her in a white dress, stained by the morning sun, she looks vague and invisible, with the scenery in the garden just as the background. Her slender body is like a beautiful painting, full of poetic and picturesque feelings, and a quiet yet breathtaking beauty emerges!

He involuntarily approached her step by step, and her expression at the moment was lingering in his mind. Her lips must have been indifferent and cold, as if she had seen through all the vicissitudes of life; her brows must have been hidden with a hint of cruelty; her eyes must have been misty, yet clear as spring water...

At this moment he forgot everything that had just happened, and she was the only one in his eyes.

She is so elegant and totally untainted by the mundane world, with an air of fairy-like aura in her bones...

He could not in any way associate her with a scheming, cruel and ruthless woman. How could someone who was good at fighting in court have such a clean and pure temperament as her?

But the fact is that she is, and her methods are so cruel, her mind is so heavy, and her work is so ruthless that even men are ashamed of themselves!

The closer I get to her, the more I am attracted to her; the closer I get to her, the more I want to crush her; the closer I get to her, the more I want to hold her in my arms!