But he just couldn't remember who Hong Lian was or if they knew each other.
"Seventh brother, you look pale. Why don't you go rest for a while?" Leng Muling was worried about his health and, seeing nobody around, hugged him and patted his back.
Mo Qi comforted her, "It's all right, I still need to stay with the Crown Prince until Prince Jinling arrives. If you're tired, you can go back to the palace to rest first."
Leng Muling nodded and agreed with a yes, but the name Hong Lian that Mo Qi had just mentioned, felt like a branding iron seared into her heart.
Leng Muling tossed and turned all night in the palace, unable to sleep. The next day, with dark circles under her eyes, she went to play with Chu Heng and Chu Xi.
Because her painting skills were highly praised in Jiang Du City, having learned from a great scholar since her childhood, the two little ones also loved to learn painting from her.
