The first day after waking up, other than her father and mother, she didnât see anyone else.
Since she didnât have the âprevious host memoriesâ, she didnât know a thing about the story of this world.
Luo Qing Chen could only learn about the world from the mouths of the maids and some simple forces in the court.
Of course, there were names that were already engraved in her mind.
For example, Mo Ye.
For example, Feng Ling Er.
Fate really was strange. Feng Ling Er was a princess a thousand years ago and she was still a princess a thousand years later.
Moreover, she had a very awkward identity, her motherâs little sister.
In terms of seniority, she should call her aunt.
She didnât know if the grudge from a thousand years was brought to a thousand years later, but even if they didnât become enemies, it would be impossible for them to become friends.
As for Mo Ye......
From the palace maids, she heard that he was a fortune teller. She had slept for fourteen years and he had calculated the day that she woke up.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Only......
She heard that he only had a single request which was to become the wine master.
She didnât know why Mo Ye chose this position. This not only did not match his current status, it also didnât match his previous status.
Crossing a thousand years, she only saw Mo Ye in the afternoon three days later.
She was wearing a garnet red brocaded robe with pearl cotton shoes and holding a cane, walking through the gardens alone.
There was a crisp feeling when she stepped on the white snow and after a few seconds, there would be a chill that ran through her heart.
Her body wasnât good. It was most likely because she had been lying down for too long that she was out of breath every few steps.
The maids beside her wanted to help, but if she didnât get any exercise at all, she wouldnât make any progress.
âYa!â There was a sudden chill that blew past.
She narrowed her eyes and used all her strength to hold on, but she still staggered back. When she was about to fall into the snow on her butt, there was a warm hand that wrapped around her waist.
There was a faint fragrance in the air that was also familiar to her.
She suddenly looked up and what entered her eyes was that familiar face. Reflected against the light of the white snow, it was unbelievably beautiful.
She felt strangely nervous at that moment. She wanted to use her own strength to get up, but she found that she couldnât use any strength at all.
âYour highness.â He bent slightly and helped her up. He said in a voice that had a faint chill to it, âYour highnessâ body isnât suited for walking around.â
She seemed very small in front of him at the age of fourteen and when he held her in a princess carry, they looked like a big brother with his little sister.
âI just wanted to see the scenery.â Luo Qing Chen blinked in a panic, âThe plum blossoms in the winter sun are very beautiful.â
âPlum wine is better.â He said with a faint smile, âMiss Feng rather likes it.â
Feng Ling Er.
She silently repeated those three words in her heart and felt a strange sense of suffocation.
Could it be that he really stayed in the palace for Feng Ling Er?
Why? Feng Ling Erâs reputation was that bad, so why would Mo Ye stay in the palace for her?
A high ranking fortune teller who never cared about anything had actually become a wine master without any position.
Seeing that she lowered her head without saying a thing, he said in an understanding voice, âUn, your highness might not know this, but miss Feng is the empressâ younger sister, so sheâs your aunt. When your body is better, the empress should tell you about the palace.â
âBut I donât want to listen.â She looked up slightly to calmly look at him, as she spoke with a slight chill in her voice.
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