The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

"Okay, now that you've done your job, it's my turn." Hua Ruoruo put down the medicine box on her shoulder, took out the cushion and asked Mo Luofan to put down his hand so that she could take his pulse.

"Her pulse is calm, and she doesn't feel any discomfort." Hua Ruoruo said as she packed up her things, "Your master is just too sensitive. Especially when it comes to you, her usual cold demeanor disappears completely. Maybe it's because marriage can change a person. It's really scary."

"Master, does she really love me?" Mo Luofan looked at the place where his wrist had just been held.

Hua Ruoruo on the side sighed: "Here it comes again."

Mo Luofan is a typical person who lacks a sense of security. If there is something wrong, he will imagine that Mo Xiaolan doesn't love him anymore, and that others are better than him, so that Mo Xiaolan loves others more. Although he knows in his heart that the person Mo Xiaolan loves the most must be him, sometimes he just likes to be pretentious and has to use other people's mouths to tell Mo Xiaolan that it's time to coax him.

"You know whether Mo Xiaolan loves you or not, but..." She put the medicine box on her back and said, "Shouldn't you fulfill the promise you made to me some time ago?"

"whats the matter."

"Why are you pretending?" Hua Ruoruo grabbed his wrist and said, "Go and tell Xiangsi to give me that herb. I've been thinking about it for a long time."

"Who are you talking about?" Mo Luofan pulled her hand back: "Xiangsi? Which Xiangsi?"

"Who else could it be? Ruo Xiangsi!"

After Ruo Xiangsi retired, she came to the Ruo family's birthplace. Here there was no power struggle, no intrigue, only the simple life of working from sunrise to sunset.

When Hua Ruoruo brought Mo Luofan here, Ruo Xiangsi was just collecting dried herbs. After changing into simple clothes, she no longer looked as noble as a saint, but had the simplicity of a girl next door.

"Lovesickness!" Hua Ruoruo waved and ran towards her: "Where's the fairy grass, where's the fairy grass!"

"Ruoruo, I've told you many times that the magic herb is too precious. I can't give it to you to try. It has to be used where it is needed." Ruo Xiangsi stretched out her finger and tapped her head. She heard slow footsteps coming towards them. She looked up and saw that it was someone she hadn't seen for a long time.

Yes, the two hadn’t seen each other for many years since that farewell. She had been living in seclusion, and she only knew about Mo Xiaolan’s death a few years ago when Hua Ruoruo accidentally entered here and found out.

If it were in the past, Ruo Xiangsi would have rushed to Mo Luofan's side without hesitation to heal his scars, or even just stayed by his side to give him a place to relax. However, time has worn away her emotions, and for this sad news, she can only pray silently and wish the two of them a blessing, and do what she can.

Now, she no longer has the same admiration for the man she once loved but could not have. It seems that the love has been taken away by time. When the man stands in front of her now, she no longer feels excited, but just says a plain...

"Long time no see." Ruo Xiangsi smiled at him, like a long-lost greeting between friends.

Mo Luofan felt as if a thousand-pound weight was hanging on his body, and he dared not take another step forward, or even breathe deeply. He looked at the person in front of him. Although he was still wearing simple clothes, the face was exactly the same as he remembered, even the movements and the gentle tone.

Everything was like a spring breeze blowing towards him, and the blood in his body began to boil. He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch him, but the person in front of him was like a fragile object that would dissipate with a slight touch, so he put his hand down and replied in a gentle tone: "Long time no see."

Hua Ruoruo didn't get the immortal grass in the end, just because Ruo Xiangsi said "no", Mo Luofan followed her and rejected Hua Ruoruo, which made her so angry that she sat on the steps of the wooden house and complained to herself: "Master Demon, you wait for me. If you make Mo Xiaolan angry again in the future, don't come to me for advice!"

Inside the wooden house, Ruo Xiangsi poured him a cup of sake that she had brewed herself. The sake was very fragrant and pure. When it entered his mouth, it did not have any pungent taste. It was just like the person who brewed it, very gentle.

"How have you been lately?" Mo Luofan put down the cup in his hand and talked to her.

Ruo Xiangsi nodded and said, "Well, it's not bad to live a simple life away from all the disputes, but Shuangying was too obsessed, so I couldn't keep her here in the end."

She smiled bitterly: "But it's okay, let her pursue what she wants. After all, not everyone thinks the same as I do. Your Excellency, I heard from Ruoruo that Master Mo has woken up. The two of you have been through so many hardships, but fortunately, in the end, you are together..."

"Miss you!" Mo Luofan held her hand and looked at her with a pair of burning eyes: "You have been away from me for a long time, come back, come back to me, let's accompany each other like before, okay?"

Ruo Xiangsi shook her head, took her hand back and placed it on her chest: "The years I spent with you and Yan were the craziest and most unforgettable days of my life. I have seen with my own eyes how you ascended to the highest power, and I have also seen how you were happy. But all good things must come to an end. Now, I have found a place that suits me. We are no longer the teenagers we were back then, but this friendship will always be with us. Your Majesty, in the first few years, I have always recalled the scene of you standing with Master Mo. I don't know how to describe it, but now I understand. He is the so-called match made in heaven. You own each other, and you only want each other in your eyes and hearts."

"No!" Mo Luofan's eyes turned red: "Xiangsi, you have always been a very gentle person. For me, you can even give up everything, so your happiness should also be given by me."

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When he returned to the imperial palace, it was already midnight, but there was a person waiting for him on the stone steps of the bedroom.

Mo Xiaolan was bored and drawing turtles on the ground with a branch. When she heard someone coming, she looked up and saw that it was the person she was waiting for. She immediately stood up, trotted to his side, and put her hands behind her back: "Ahem, you're back."

"Yeah." Mo Luofan didn't know what she was going to do, but he was tired and didn't have the heart to accompany her outside in the cold wind.

But before he could say anything, the person in front of him took out the branch and waved it in his hand. In an instant, the branch turned into a rose, and the red rose was blooming brightly.

"What are you standing there for? Catch it now."

Mo Luofan grasped the green stem of a small rose flower as if possessed by a ghost: "Why did you give me a rose flower?"

"Because the language of roses is, I only love you and I only want to understand you." Mo Xiaolan smiled, and the moonlight sprinkled on her body, as if covering her with a layer of hazy gauze.

like……

Mo Luofan felt his breathing quicken, as if he remembered that a long time ago, he also picked a beautiful red flower and wanted to give it to the person in front of him, but he didn't dare to. So he could only keep the flower in his room until it withered.