newbobooks Chapter 441: Immortality? ?
Chapter 441: Immortality? ?
Luo Xiaoran:!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノMy cerebellum is atrophied.
Just now, a very absurd idea suddenly popped up in her mind, but she quickly dismissed the idea, thinking to herself that she must have been imagining too much.
"I came here this time in compliance with the order of the Grand Empress Dowager, asking Mr. Mo Shen to return to the capital to officiate at the wedding between me and the Prince of Yan."
"If you don't want to go with me, I personally have no objection as long as Mr. Mo Shen agrees."
"Don't worry, even if you're not here, I will definitely take good care of him and send him back safely another day."
Luo Xiaoran put on a sweet and warm smile and spoke politely, trying to get the young man to help her pass the message as soon as possible.
A smile flashed across the young man's white jade face. He placed his chopsticks horizontally on the empty bowl, propped his elbows on the desk, and rested his chin on his fist. He said leisurely:
"You obviously...know what I mean."
Luo Xiaoran couldn't hold back her smile. No way? Was it really what she thought?
She suddenly stood up from the stool, her skirt fluttering, and walked quickly towards the inner room.
All she saw was a simple wooden bed and a wardrobe, but Mr. Mo Shen, as she thought he was, was not on the bed.
Luo Xiaoran didn't care about etiquette at this moment. She opened the closet door directly and saw the clothes inside. They were similar in style to the clothes the young man was wearing at the moment, and even the size was almost the same.
Still unable to believe it, Luo Xiaoran ran out again and walked around the thatched cottage, confirming that there were only three rooms in total: the living room, the kitchen, and the bedroom, and no other rooms.
Standing next to the spinach field, Luo Xiaoran recalled that when she first came here, she thought the spinach was planted by Mo Shen. Director Mo Qingshan did not deny it and said that the vegetables were planted by this young man.
Moreover, she sensed in this young man a maturity that was not consistent with his age, although she had no basis for it.
In addition, when she thought Mr. Mo Shen had not yet stood up and was about to go outside to wait, the young man called her and muttered something like - "Young people are impatient"!!!
The more Luo Xiaoran recalled, the more frightened she became. It was all because of her wild imagination that she actually thought that this young man was Mo Shen!
But how is this possible?
As everyone knows, Mo Shen was a prominent figure during the reign of Taizu of Daliang. He is now eighty years old. How could he be the young man in front of him who looks to be only in his twenties!
Also, he just came out to pick vegetables, and he was jumping around, so energetic, just like a young man!
But then again, if something like her soul traveling through time and space to a fictional dynasty exists, it's not hard to accept that there's a great scholar named Mo Shen who never gets old in this world, right? ? ?
"If you, Bailu Academy, don't want me to see Mr. Mo Shen, you can just say so! Why are you teasing me like this?"
Luo Xiaoran returned to the hall in a daze, sat down on a low stool with a desperate look, hugged her knees in front of her with her arms, and asked half angrily and half tentatively.
The young man just raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes moved, revealing his elegance and grace.
From beginning to end, he was observing Luo Xiaoran's actions with great interest, with a lively look between his brows.
"White Deer Academy does not engage in deception. You already know this in your heart. Why bother testing it?"
"Look at me like this. Is it appropriate for me to go to Kyoto with you?"
Luo Xiaoran was choked by her own saliva. If the young man in front of her was really the great scholar Mo Shen, then she could fully understand why he was unwilling to go to Kyoto.
Once this secret is exposed, he will either be burned to death as a monster or treated as an immortal to satisfy the desires of those in power. His treatment is almost the same as that of Tang Seng.
But in the mythological story, Tang Seng not only has a backer, but also bodyguards.
However, Mo Shen was in the reality of the Daliang Dynasty. He could not resist the absolute power, and his final end was nothing more than being skinned and bones pulled out, cooked and made into soup to realize the greedy people's dream of immortality.
"You're right, it's indeed inappropriate!"
"I can't get married for myself, so I'll hurt you."
"Then let's leave it at that!"
"I will keep your affairs confidential."
Anyway, I didn't think that I could really apply for Mo to leave the country this time.
From the beginning to the end, she felt that the Empress Dowager's decree of marriage was just empty talk. She came to Chuzhou with the intention of going out for a trip with Chen Ji.
After all, after returning to Kyoto again, they were faced with a rapidly changing situation, and it was really nice to take a break from their busy schedule and take a trip like this.
Even if she and Chen Ji could not get married, they had a solid friendship between them, and the little flame of love seemed to be growing little by little without them noticing, and that was enough.
Isn't it according to the national system that a prince can only marry a relative who approves the marriage?
Then they will wait for the Empress Dowager to come and talk about it.
Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoran patted her butt and was about to leave, very free and easy.
"Wait a moment!"
"what happened?"
"Help me wash the dishes."
"..."
Luo Xiaoran picked up the dishes and chopsticks from the desk with a stern face, then went into the kitchen, which had just been lit. She washed them in no time and came out shaking the water off her hands.
"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave."
"There seem to be some weeds in the vegetable garden outside the house. I'm too old to do it. How about you give me a hand?"
"..."
That piece of spinach is very neatly maintained, without even a trace of weeds. Are you kidding me?
"Cough cough!"
Perhaps it was because the resentment in Luo Xiaoran's eyes was too obvious, the young man covered his mouth with his right fist and coughed twice.
"If...if you don't want to, then...just leave!"
Luo Xiaoran was startled. She saw the young man sitting on the chair. It seemed as if all the energy in his body had been sucked away overnight, and the color between his brows instantly lost its vitality.
He still looked like a young man, but he gave people the feeling that he had turned into an old man in an instant.
Extreme loneliness continuously emerged from him, silently sweeping across the entire hall, making the originally simple and elegant thatched cottage look like a tomb.
Luo Xiaoran unconsciously believed that the person in front of her was the great scholar Mo Shen.
Moreover, she seemed to be infected by Mo Shen's loneliness and became very sad for no reason.
Not getting old and almost immortal, is this a lucky fate?
At least, Mo Shen didn't seem to feel lucky.
"If you don't mind, I will come to see you after I finish what I need to do. Then I will definitely cook you a delicious meal."
"Your pot noodles, tsk tsk... are too bland."
Luo Xiaoran curled her lips, disliking Mo Shen's cooking skills.
Mo Shen, who was despised, was not angry at all. Instead, he looked very happy. Zhenzhen's eyes lit up when Luo Xiaoran finished speaking.
"Hahaha! Okay! I'll wait for you!"