اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
They soon left Yanxie Town to Zhongjing. It was snowing. Because Mo Yan was a little sick Ning Jin had provided a carriage all to herself. However, an extra space is needed and Mo Yan's carriage seemed to be perfect. Mo Yan was instructed to join Ning Jin in his carriage. To pass time they have a game. After a while,
Someone came from behind the carriage, but before they appeared in front of the carriage, the voice was heard: "Master Wu, what happened? Why stop?"
It was the voice of Yelu Bodhisattva.
Mo Yan had an idea. Taking advantage of the gap between Wu Zichu and Yelu Bodhisattva, he said to Ning Jin in a low voice: "Let's bet on which foot to take first when Lord Yelu leaves. I bet on the right foot."
"Then I bet on my left foot." Ning Jin also lowered his voice.
Mo Yan nodded and concealed the smile on her lips. She had observed the walking posture of Yalu Bosatsu before, and remembered that he was used to stepping on the right foot first, so she was sure to win.
Remember, three years ago the Yelu Bodhisattva was Hai Dongqing. His left leg was weak due to the poison on his body.
So now that it is Zhan Zhao in disguise as Yelu Bodhisattva...
"Left foot, left foot! I won!"
Shouted Ning Jin triumphantly.
Before I moved on, I just have to say I love those moments where Zhan Zhao couldn't help but oftentimes stare at Mo Yan. He so wanted to speak to her as his true self. But he must remain hidden.
After four days they have arrived at Zhongjing. At the Datong Pavilion Zhao Yu greeted them. While catching up with each other, something the princess said had Mo Yan pondering.
Zhao Yudan smiled and shook his head: "My father has his problems, how can I not understand. Little emperor, you have also said that as members of the royal family, we naturally have to take more responsibility than others. So, I have nothing to complain about."
Although she said this softly, it was extremely bitter. With the four words "fate should be like this", Mo Yan's face changed when she heard it, and she thought dazedly...
As the saying goes, there are times in fate, and there is no time to force in fate.
The scenes between her and Zhan Zhao passed by before her eyes, and she couldn't help but think, is it because she is asking for it?
