Resisting the Wind and Splendor

The Prince Mo's Mansion is indeed deserted every year.

After all, the prince wasn't in the manor, and the entire manor was without a master, so it was completely lifeless.

Consort Yu and the Ninth Prince did not come very often.

Especially during the Lunar New Year, Consort Yu was often not even in the palace, as she would be outside praying for her son's well-being.

It could be said that this was the first real New Year they had celebrated since the construction of their palace.

Because this is the first time that a master is spending the Lunar New Year here.

Liu Yun listened intently to Zi Su's arrangements, and a hint of anticipation for the New Year began to stir within her.

It's really not easy to have a New Year without having to fight.

But their prince is still in Southern Mongolia, in the border town!

I wonder what the prince's current situation is.

Just as Chu Yueli boarded the carriage, a thunderclap sounded. The person standing beside the carriage said to the curtain, "Your Highness, the Prince's letter has arrived."

Chu Yueli immediately lifted the carriage curtain, took the letter, and her fingertips trembled slightly as she opened it.

The letter contained strong, vigorous handwriting, clearly the work of Bei Mo.

"My wife Ali is well. My elder brother and I have now settled in Nanmeng and have just captured Sukru. We will set off for Dorub in three days, hoping to recover Dorub before the end of the year. If we succeed, I will pluck a blue lotus from the Dorub Snow Mountain and present it to Ali."

The winter air is crisp and cold. I hope Ali takes good care of herself and waits for my return so we can stay together forever.

He never wrote many words in his letters, but his longing was so deep that Chu Yueli could feel it even across mountains and rivers.

Besides the letter, there were three flowers inside the envelope. They had been dried out before being delivered, so they didn't rot when they reached Chu Yueli's hands.

A Qilian flower is a flower that is abundant in Dingzhou; a Shanwusu flower comes from Wuyi; and a Xueshan Camellia is a famous flower of Sukelu.

Even Zisu, who got into the carriage with her and planned to return to the Duke's mansion together, couldn't help but exclaim, "I never expected that someone like Prince Mo could be so warm and caring."

Mo Wang is tall and strong, aloof and prone to fighting at the slightest provocation. It is truly rare to find such a man who can be so meticulous and tender-hearted for the girl he loves.

Chu Yueli didn't say anything, carefully put away the three flowers, put the envelope into her bag, and held the bag tightly in her arms.

Just like Bei Mo holding her.

My heart was filled with both joy and sorrow.

When can we meet? She couldn't wait any longer.

So this is what the pain of longing can be like. When you think of that person, you want to laugh, but then, for no reason, you want to cry.

Even my tears seem to be ten times, a thousand times more than before!

She lowered her eyes, gathered her thoughts, and then looked at Jing Lei.

"It will take at least seven days for the letter to arrive; they should have reached Vani by now."

Jing Lei nodded and said, "No new information has come back yet, but it should be within the next few days."

He looked at Chu Yueli's profile and said softly, "Please rest assured, Your Highness. The Prince will definitely protect himself and the Marquis. Your Highness taking good care of yourself is the best way to repay the Prince."

Chu Yueli nodded.

Zisu joked, "I never expected even Lord Jinglei to know how to say heartwarming things."

Jing Lei's face flushed, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

He never understood tenderness; he just said whatever came to mind.

"I'm going back to the Duke's mansion to see my second aunt; she should be back by now."

Chu Yueli glanced at Jing Lei and said, "If you have nothing to do today, come back with me to see them."