Chapter 731: 875: Zhao Yusu Seeks Help From Liang Ji

Palace.

On a hot summer night, the moon was particularly bright and clear. The full moon was like a silver plate, hanging high in the sky, casting silver streaks.

The third floor of the Stargazing Tower.

A medicine furnace was burning in the middle, with steam rising from all directions, spreading in all directions, and rolling heat waves spreading from the medicine furnace.

Nalan Yiren was dressed in black, sitting cross-legged three feet away from the medicine furnace, with her long hair tied up in a bun. Her sickly white and handsome face was red on both sides, and beads of sweat rolled down from her forehead, along her white and slender neck, and into the lapels below.

She raised her hands and opened her palms. The rich innate spiritual energy surged out from her palms, and through continuous compression and condensation, it turned into colorful liquid beads visible to the naked eye, and was introduced into the medicine furnace by her.

"Pah" the furnace cover was rushed by a strong energy, and when it fell, it made a metallic crisp sound, and the flame under the furnace became more and more vigorous.

Nalan Yiren's expression was very serious, and her eyes were fixed on the medicine furnace, without a trace of distraction.

At this moment, Nalan Yiren raised her eyebrows, and her ears moved slightly, and she heard footsteps coming from downstairs.

She wanted to end her practice, and the voice of the palace maid she had asked to wait downstairs sounded: "Your Majesty."

"Is the national master here?"

"Your Majesty, the national master is in the building, but she told the servants that she is practicing and no one can disturb her."

"Got it."

Then, Nalan Yiren heard footsteps in the stairwell.

Nalan Yiren shouted softly and continued to introduce the condensed spiritual liquid into the medicine furnace.

Soon, Nalan Yiren saw a slender figure coming to her side.

Seeing the figure raising his hand, Nalan Yiren said anxiously: "Don't mess around, I'm refining the spirit water."

Having learned from the previous experience, Nalan Yiren thought Chen Mo wanted to take advantage of her again.

However, what fell on her face was a handkerchief, gently wiping away the sweat on her face.

"Huh"

Nalan Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, her cheeks undoubtedly rosier, her attention was still on the medicine furnace, but she said: "Why are you here so late at night?"

"I know you haven't eaten yet, so I brought you some food." Chen Mo said in a gentle voice.

Nalan Yiren tilted her head slightly to look. The first thing that caught her eye was Chen Mo's handsome face, and then the food box placed at his feet. Nalan Yiren's five senses were sharp, and she could smell the aroma of the food. A touch of sweetness rose in her heart, but she said in a calm tone: "Just ask a palace maid to bring it over."

"I also want to come and see you. I haven't seen you for a few days. I miss you very much." Chen Mo smiled and tidied her hair in front of her forehead.

Nalan Yiren, who grew up in the Poison King Valley and was obsessed with cultivation in order to avenge her grandfather, had never experienced anything between men and women. With her status in the Poison King Valley, no one dared to pursue her, so Nalan Yiren had never heard of sweet words and some ambiguous words between men and women.

And she came to Tianchuan this time, and she also wanted to have a love affair with Chen Mo.

Therefore, Nalan Yiren was very happy to hear Chen Mo's words, and said: "You probably said this to every woman."

Chen Mo did not answer, and wiped her neck with the handkerchief in his hand.

Nalan Yiren's body was numb, and she said softly: "Don't move."

"Stop and rest for a while, I see you are very tired."

"No, you can't stop in the middle of refining the spirit water, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted."

"Then you eat something first."

Chen Mo sat down on the ground beside her, opened the food box, took out a plate of hot osmanthus cake, and then picked up a piece and fed it to Nalan Yiren's mouth, whispering: "Ah, open your mouth."

Nalan Yiren looked a little panicked: "Put it down, I will do it myself later."

The moment she opened her mouth, Chen Mo directly stuffed the osmanthus cake into her mouth.

Each piece of osmanthus cake was made smaller and more exquisite by the Imperial Study, which obviously took into account the dining habits of the nobles in the palace.

The fragrance of osmanthus and the sweetness of the cakes were released in Nalan Yiren's mouth, blocking her next words.

After taking a few bites and swallowing them, Nalan Yiren said angrily: "Put it down, I will eat it myself later, and I don't need you to feed me."

"Come, eat another piece." Chen Mo responded.

"Are you listening to me again?" Nalan Yiren was forced to eat another piece of osmanthus cake by Chen Mo.

"You" Nalan Yiren tilted her head to look. But she saw Chen Mo got up and poured her a cup of tea: "Come, drink some tea to relieve the greasiness."

He still fed it to her mouth: "Open your mouth."

Osmanthus cake is delicious, but after two pieces of osmanthus cake, Nalan Yiren felt a little sweet and greasy. She drank a sip of tea reluctantly, and the sweet feeling in her mouth dissipated immediately.

"Have a piece of fish. This is the tail-eye spirit fish that I raised when I was in Pingting County before I became successful. It was just killed at night and is delicious." After Chen Mo put down the teacup, he picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and handed it to Nalan Yiren's mouth.

When she was in the Poison King Valley, Nalan Yiren was used to being domineering. At this moment, she felt a strange feeling in her heart when she felt others domineering towards her.

This time, Chen Mo didn't say to open her mouth, and Nalan Yiren opened her thin lips and put the fish into her mouth.

Nalan Yiren just sipped it lightly, and the fish melted in her mouth, and the meager spiritual power merged into her flesh and blood, allowing her blood and qi to get a little nourishment.

For a warrior in the supernatural realm, this little nourishment has no change.

"How is it, it tastes good, right?"

"good."

Chen Mo smiled and said no more. He picked up the entire spiritual fish in the dish piece by piece and fed it into Nalan Yiren's mouth.

After she finished eating, she wiped the oil from her lips with a handkerchief.

"Do you want to eat more?" Chen Mo said softly.

"I'll do it myself."

Nalan Yi began to form seals with his hands, and the movement in the medicine furnace became calmer.

She let out a breath, slowly finished her work, and said: "Okay, then add various venoms and boil them for seven or forty-nine days, and you're done."

"Thank you for your hard work." Chen Mo reached out and held Nalan Yiren's bare hand.

This time, after Chen Mo held it for a few breaths, Nalan Yi just took it away. Without saying anything, he took the chopsticks and ate the food Chen Mo sent.

Chen Mo didn't say anything, just sat next to her and watched her eat quietly.

Nalanyi didn't say anything. She enjoyed the atmosphere very much. Even the food in her mouth felt particularly delicious at this moment.

After eating, Chen Mo invited Nalan Yiren to go for a walk in the back garden.

"Dating."

Such a thought flashed through Nalanyi's mind.

The reason why she was angry at Chen Mo for kissing her before was because she felt it was too fast and disrespectful to her, and she didn't even take the step of dating.

She hesitated. She thought it would be better to take a bath and tidy up.

But would this be too obvious? Let him think more?

In the end, she decided to wash it after returning from shopping.

She said "hmm" softly.

Lanxiang Palace.

Liang Ji had just finished taking a bath, put on a big purple nightgown, her long hair was loose, and sat down on the soft couch. The brilliance of motherhood appeared on her rather graceful and beautiful face, and she was humming softly. Playing a little tune to coax Xiao Chen Qin to sleep.

In the original plan, Xiao Yunxi was asked to adopt Chen Qin to Liang Ji later.

But now, Liang Ji quits.

This is his biological son, what kind of successor?

Chen Mo felt that she had been given the title of Concubine Lan anyway, and now that the world was stable, he could no longer admit it, so he announced to the outside world that Chen Qin was Liang Ji's biological son.

"Empress, noble Zhao is here."

Just as Liang Ji coaxed Xiao Chen Qin to sleep, a female official quickly entered the palace and whispered to Liang Ji.

Seeing that Zhao Yushu had not left the palace, Liang Ji raised her eyebrows slightly, opened her pink lips slightly, and said warmly: "Xuan."

With that said, he handed little Chen Qin to the female officer and asked her to carry him down.

After a while, I saw a tall beauty in a blue palace dress walking into the palace with light steps.

"A common girl has seen Concubine Lan." Seeing Liang Ji again, Zhao Yushu was silent for a moment. After all, a month ago, she was still called the Queen Mother, but now she has become the Emperor of Wei's Concubine Lan, and she has no identity. She became an ordinary folk girl.

Liang Ji stared at Zhao Yushu with her watery eyes, raised her hand and said, "No courtesy."

As she spoke, she pretended to be surprised and said: "Yu Shu, didn't your parents come to Beijing today? Why are you still in the palace?"

"This" Zhao Yushu lowered his eyes and avoided words, which was a bit difficult to say.

"You all go down first." Liang Ji waved a slender hand and dismissed the people serving around her. Then she patted the soft couch and said, "Yu Shu, come sit here and speak slowly."

"promise."

Zhao Yushu responded and walked over, but instead of sitting on a soft couch with Liang Ji, he sat down on a round stool below her. Her plump buttocks outlined an alluring curve. Tighten the hem of the skirt.

Zhao Yushu lightly opened her red lips and said, "Mother Lan Fei, can you lend me some money?"

"How much?" Liang Ji asked.

Zhao Yushu raised a hand and spread his fingers: "Fifty thousand taels."

"fifty thousand!"

Liang Ji showed a hint of surprise. Although when she entered the palace, her dowry was several million taels, and fifty thousand was just a small amount of money, but that was more than ten years ago, and her dowry had long been subsidized to the previous dynasty. The royal family has run out, and now she really can't afford 50,000, so she has to take care of what the family wants.

But if the family knew that she wanted 50,000 taels to lend to Zhao Yushu, they probably wouldn't give it to her.

The Liang family is also having a hard time.

When I supported King Chong and King Huai, I invested a large sum of money.

Later, when Lu Sheng united with King Chong and King Huai to send troops against Chen Mo, he made another bet.

In the end, Chen Mo took power. Although Chen Mo did not blame the Liang family because of the influence of Liang Ji and the Liang family themselves, how could the Liang family not express their feelings when they saw that the Liang family was surviving the disaster, so they took out a large amount of money. money.

Fifty thousand taels is neither too much nor too little. If it is used in some places that need to be used, then there is nothing to say, but if it is used to lend someone...

Liang Ji asked: "Why do you want so much money?"

Zhao Yushu bit her lip, and after some hesitation, she talked about her younger brother's marriage.

"That's it?"

Liang Ji looked like she didn't take it seriously and promised for Zhao Yushu: "Yushu, considering the friendship between you and me, I can ask your majesty to grant them a marriage. When the time comes, the chai I won’t dare to embarrass your Zhao family anymore.”

Zhao Yushu was startled when she heard this, and her eyes immediately lit up. In fact, when she said this, she was not sure whether Liang Ji would help. Now it seems that there are additional gains.

"Thank you, Concubine Lan." Zhao Yushu thanked her quickly.

"Don't be in a hurry to thank her." Liang Ji said: "Although His Majesty's grant of marriage can solve this matter, it can only be done for a while, but not for a lifetime. Your Majesty has no idea whether your brother and she can live together for a long time after they get married. I promise, after all, this is your family matter.”

Hearing this, Zhao Yushu's face paused in joy.

Yes, a good iron must be strong. Although His Majesty's marriage can give the Zhao family face, the inner problem cannot be solved.

Seeing Zhao Yushu not speaking, Liang Ji thought for a while and said, "Yushu, there are beautiful girls everywhere in the world. Why bother to hang yourself in the Chai family? You can find another girl from another family. When it's done, I will still ask His Majesty to grant them a marriage."

Zhao Yushu smiled bitterly and said, "Forget about this matter, Concubine Lan, can you do me another favor?"

"Tell me." Liang Ji did not agree immediately.

Zhao Yushu talked about what the Zhao family is facing now. If Liang Ji agreed to help, then the Zhao family would have found a backer and could pull the banner of Liang Ji. In this way, I think those people would not dare to offend the Zhao family.

"I can help you"

As Liang Ji said this, Zhao Yushu's eyes lit up, but Liang Ji's next words suppressed the brightness in her eyes, saying: "But I still say that I can only help you for a while, not for a lifetime. Don't think that the Zhao family can mess around with my name after this, I won't agree. After all, your Zhao family can cause these troubles, isn't it your father who used your name to cause trouble in the past."

Zhao Yushu: "..."

Liang Ji stood up, came to her, bent down slightly, stretched out her hand to hold her bare hand, and said softly: "But I can show you a clear way."

"Bright way?" Zhao Yushu's eyes flickered.

...

Back garden.

Chen Mo and Nalan Yiren walked on the path in the back garden, and no one followed them. The two walked slowly. Chen Mo talked about his past in front of Nalan Yiren.

He said his life experience was even worse than Nalan Yiren.

The reason for saying this is to make Nalan Yiren empathize and get closer.

At this point, Chen Mo stopped, turned his head to look at Nalan Yiren, and whispered: "Come to think of it, I haven't heard you talk about your grandfather yet, can you tell me about it?"

Nalan Yiren hesitated, but seeing that Chen Mo had told her about his past, she was embarrassed not to talk, so she started talking.

Chen Mo listened quietly without interrupting.

Nalan Yiren's feelings for his grandfather were indeed very deep. Not long after talking, his eyes turned red. He missed his grandfather and his mood became sad.

At this time, Chen Mo reached out and held Nalan Yiren's bare hand, then gently hugged her into his arms and comforted her.