Children of Loulan

Chapter 278: My subordinate wants to marry Bayer

After a brief shock, Concubine Xian couldn't control her sudden joy and burst into laughter: "Haha, I never thought it was that bitch, the queen! Humph, that's great! If Xilin and that Lan Meiren have miscarriages because of this, the king will definitely not tolerate her continuing to sit on the queen's throne!"

Although Concubine Xian hoped very much that Xilin could successfully give birth to a prince, compared with the position of queen, the latter obviously had more power. The child was not her own anyway, so it didn't matter whether she had the child or not. But there was only one position of queen, and the opportunity was rare. Once the queen was pulled down, she should contact her father and make plans to ascend to the throne!

Yumei agreed after hearing this: "Yes, Queen, now we just need to wait for the King to verify the situation. Once the evidence is conclusive, we will see the Queen being deposed!"

The virtuous concubine was secretly happy in her heart, but on the surface she pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Well, I'm in a good mood today. Go and heat up a pot of wine for me. I want to have a couple of drinks!"

At the same time, Keremu has been with Hanguli almost all the time since he learned that she was pregnant. Every day, he would take good care of her diet and daily life. Seeing her eat and vomit, vomit and eat again, his heart was filled with love and care.

After thinking everything through, Dal decided to express his feelings to Bo Xi. So, he secretly told Bo Xi that he was willing to marry him. However, because the princess was suffering from morning sickness, Dal asked Bo Xi not to tell her about this matter first, and to make plans after the princess got through this difficult period. Bo Xi readily agreed and said that she understood Dal's concerns.

Mo Ming had recovered quickly during his stay in the palace, and his injuries had almost healed. In fact, he should have left long ago, but every day when he saw Bayer sharing his joys and sorrows with him, he felt extremely happy and satisfied, and he was reluctant to leave. However, the case of the fake materials in Xicheng had already been solved, and General Ankar was about to return. Therefore, Keremu called him to the study and asked about his injuries.

When Mo Ming heard the prince's question, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. He knew that he had to face reality. He replied, "Your Majesty, my injury has almost healed, and I can return to West City!" He tried his best to make his voice sound calm, but he couldn't hide his reluctance in his heart.

Keremu nodded with satisfaction, expressing his satisfaction with his recovery. Then he continued, "Well, you can leave tomorrow. General An is the general guarding the capital after all. He has been away for too long and needs to come back as soon as possible."

Mo Ming understood the prince's concerns. He knew that as a soldier, he must always remain vigilant and loyal. He nodded to show that he understood and assured the prince that he would set off early tomorrow morning.

Although he didn't know how the prince investigated the Xicheng fake materials case, when the murderer was punished, he found that the granite that was swapped was still missing. He knew that the case had not been completely solved and there were still many mysteries waiting to be solved. However, before the case was completely solved, the guards of the capital must return to their posts.

Seeing Mo Ming still standing there in a daze, Keremu frowned and asked softly, "Captain Mo, do you have anything else to say?"

Mo Ming was startled. When he came to his senses, he knelt down with a determined look in his eyes and said with his head lowered: "Your Highness, I have an unreasonable request!"

Keremu glanced at Mo Ming who was kneeling on the ground, and asked with a hint of doubt and curiosity in his tone, "What's the matter?"

Mo Ming took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, looked up at Keremu, and said seriously: "I would like to marry Miss Baier, I hope Your Majesty will grant my wish!"

"What? Who are you going to marry?" When Keremu heard this, his face instantly became very ugly. He widened his eyes and looked at Mo Ming with an expression of disbelief, even wondering if he had heard it wrong.

He could never have imagined that he asked Bayer to take care of Mo Ming simply because he didn't want Bayer to disturb Daer from considering Bai Xi's proposal. But he never expected that Mo Ming would actually fall in love with Bayer and even proposed to him so bluntly.

Mo Ming did not back down. He once again said solemnly: "Your Majesty, I would like to marry Miss Baier. I beg Your Majesty to grant my wish!"

Keremu pondered for a moment and said tactfully, "This matter cannot be decided by me. After all, she is the princess's maid. Besides, you have been in the palace for so long, and you must have heard about the relationship between Daer and Baixi. So the princess will ask for Baier's opinion in the end. If Baier himself is unwilling, my opinion will not count."

Mo Ming nodded to show his understanding, but he felt a little disappointed. However, he still politely said goodbye to the prince and thanked him for his help. After leaving the study, Mo Ming began to say goodbye to everyone he knew in the mansion one by one. After saying goodbye to everyone, he found Bayer for the last time!

When Baier saw Mo Ming, he stopped what he was doing and asked him what he wanted with a smile. Mo Ming mustered up the courage to tell Baier that he would leave the palace and return to West City tomorrow and hoped that she could come to see him off. Baier agreed without hesitation.

The next morning, just as the sky was turning pale, Mo Ming had already gotten up early, packed his bags and prepared to leave. When he stepped out of the gate of the Xuanwang Mansion, he saw Bayer standing outside the gate with a horse, quietly waiting for him.

A warm feeling welled up in Mo Ming's heart. He walked forward quickly with a happy smile on his face. He said to Bayer, "I thought you were not coming!"

Bayer looked at him tenderly and chuckled, "How could that be? I promised to send you there, so it's only natural that it will come."

Mo Ming looked at the horse she was holding, startled for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Is this the horse you prepared for me?"

Bayer smiled and nodded, and replied in a brisk tone: "Yes, I heard that you were leaving. The journey is long, and even if you buy a horse now, it won't be as good as the one in the palace, so I asked the prince for one and gave it to you!"

After hearing this, Mo Ming's eyes flashed with a trace of emotion and gratitude. He gently stroked the horse's back, feeling the soft fur.

He looked at Bayer with deep affection in his eyes and said softly, "Thank you, Bayer. This horse is so beautiful. I like it very much."

She smiled and responded: "You're welcome, we are friends, this is just a small matter."

Mo Ming nodded, then took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Bayer. His expression was a little complicated, as if with a hint of shyness and expectation.

He whispered, "This letter is from me, but you have to wait until I leave before you open it and read it."

Bayer took the letter and looked at the envelope in his hand curiously, his brows slightly furrowed, a puzzled look on his face.

She couldn't help but ask, "Ah? Is it so mysterious? What's the matter that can't be said directly? Not only do I have to write a letter, but I have to wait until you leave to read it? What is it?"

Mo Ming's face flushed slightly, and he scratched his head a little embarrassedly, then hesitantly replied: "Well...it's nothing special. Anyway, you can take your time to read it after I leave."

Baier saw that Mo Ming was blushing and a little nervous, so she could only say, "Well, in that case, let's wait and see after you leave. I believe it must be something very important."

Mo Ming nodded gratefully, then mounted his horse and said goodbye to Bayer.

As the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away, Mo Ming's figure gradually disappeared in the distance.