Chapter 2273

Luo Qing Chen thought about it before revealing a faint smile, “I don’t know why, but I suddenly want to drink. I wonder, is the wine that young master Mo makes really that delicious? Aunt Feng likes it that much.”

It had been some time since she came to this world, but she still hadn’t met Feng Ling Er yet.

She heard that her Splendid Moon Hall was surrounded by guests every night. The singing during the night resounded from the northeast corner of the palace.

“What kind of wine does the princess want to drink?” Mo Ye saw her tender cheeks and clear eyes and strangely felt his heart throb. But he kept the throbbing in his heart and didn’t let others know.

“Peach blossom wine, does young master Mo know how to make this?” Luo QIng Chen looked at his handsome face and the memories of the past slowly filled her mind.

In this desolate and silent corner of the palace, there was a peach blossom tree that wasn’t too tall or short.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

When the wind blew, the petals slowly fell. A jug of wine, toasting each other.

“But it’s not the season for peach blossoms to bloom right now.” Mo Ye narrowed his eyes, “But if the princess wants to drink it, this lowly one naturally has his methods.”

When he said this, there was a bright light that flashed in those dim eyes.

At that moment, she heard the system giving her a notification that hadn’t appeared in a long time.

[Ding, affection has increased by ten. Mission completion rate is now 10%.]

The system wouldn’t lie. Although it felt like she was still very far from him, this notification at least told her that she was in his heart.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, they had already done a lot.

The first accident, the second planned. Although this script wasn’t as perfect as she thought, it didn’t seem that sad.

“Your highness, the seventh maid of the Splendid Moon Hall is here to see you.”

The maid’s voice interrupted their conversation. Luo Qing Chen knitted her brows and felt a bit displeased.

“Have her wait outside.” She narrowed her eyes as a faint chill filled her voice.

The maid rarely saw Luo Qing Chen like this and quickly retreated, “Yes.”

When she slowly walked out, Mo Ye said, “Although the princess’ fever had subsided, you still need to drink your medicine. If you feel it’s bitter, you can eat a few more candied fruits.”

When he said this, it was like a big brother talking to his little sister.

Exhorting and reprimanding.

It was like back in the past, a thousand years ago, when they first met. She was seven years old and he was fourteen.

No she was already fourteen years old, but she was still a child in his eyes.

The gentleness on that impeccable face, the eyes of an elder looking at someone younger.

She didn’t like this feeling. Based on seniority, she was someone who lived a thousand years. Whether there was love or not, she didn’t need to be taken care of by a big brother.

“Mo Ye, do you like Feng Ling Er?”

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Even the system took a cold breath at how direct the host was.

She was most likely this kind of direct person. She always followed the principle of not doing anything to people she hated unless they made a move first. But when it came to people she liked, since she could get the answer, why would she bother hesitating.

That really wasn’t her style and she didn’t like it.

Mo Ye was clearly stunned. He looked at her with his deep eyes for a while before finally saying, “I have no power, how could I be qualified to admire miss Feng?”

Luo Qing Chen knew that he was avoiding the question, but she didn’t give him the chance to avoid it.

She took a deep breath and moved towards him step by step, looking up arrogantly at him as she asked again, “I’m asking you, do you like her?”