Mo Wen couldn't speak, his expression seemed quite surprised, Bai Lijing sat up straight, and asked vigilantly, "What's the matter?" ”

The housekeeper was embarrassed: "The slave doesn't know, it's just that Xiangye asked the slave to invite, and the sedan chair also came......" Seeing that Bailijing was about to get up, the housekeeper was busy again: "Princess Jing, Xiangye said to let the eldest prince go alone, you ......"

Mo Wen naturally knew why, so he held Bailijing's hand at the right time, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and then wrote: "Eat obediently, wait for me to come back." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

He had already said so, Bai Lijing was not easy to follow, and Zuo Xiang would not do anything to Mo Wen, she didn't need to worry so much.

The light bamboo puff carried Mo Wen to the front yard, Bailijing stood in front of the hut and watched his back go away, sat down again, saw the food in front of him, and found that he was full.

……

The bamboo bowl stopped at the door of Zuo Xiang's study, Zuo Xiang personally stepped out of the threshold to greet him, and the housekeeper helped Mo Wen into the study, and then brought the door. Because the study was dim, the lamp had been turned on, and the look of the left phase looked particularly ...... in the dim candlelight Pretend to be calm.

Mo Wen was dumb, so naturally he didn't speak, but just looked at Zuo Xiang with an innocent face, Zuo Xiang walked around the room, and finally spoke: "...... Xun'er's business is thanks to you. ”

Mo Wen raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled lightly at Zuo Xiang, picked up the hot tea on the small table in front of him and blew it, took a sip, not to his appetite, he rested on the table again, and he was not impatient between his eyebrows, he waited for him to continue.

The treacherous nature of Zuo Xiang's years of cultivation is helpless in front of Mo Wen's "innocent", how can he spend a dumb person? I could only speak again: "I asked people to check, the dead little man and the prostitute's family are gone, what if they come to make trouble again?" ”

Mo Wen put pen and ink on the small table in front of him, and when he heard this, he wrote on the white paper in a hurry: "Everyone has been settled, and my father doesn't have to worry." ”

He didn't say whether they were dead or not, and he didn't say whether to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, which made Zuo Xiang uneasy, and the implication seemed to be to say, people are in my hands, and it depends on you how to deal with them.

Zuo Xiang couldn't bargain for half a price, and he couldn't guess this son's mind at all, so he had no choice but to compromise: "Okay, everything is up to you." I owe you all your mother and son, shall I pay it all off...... After a hundred years, you will inherit the Mo family. ”

Mo Wen's expression was still not surprised, he lowered his head and wrote on the white paper: "Father's words are serious, but he seems to be very angry, but after listening to the verbal words a lot over the years, I don't believe it a little, and my father should always let me rest assured." ”

The handle is in his hand, naturally he is what he says, Zuo Xiang walked to the desk and sat down, picked up the pen and wrote quickly, the study was very quiet, and the family guarding the door outside could hardly hear any sound, and they didn't know what they were doing.

After a while, Zuo Xiang put down his pen and stamped his seal on the paper, the bright red mark that could not be altered made him stunned for a while, sighed and got up and walked to Mo Wen's side and handed it to him.

Mo Wen took it, looked at it, looked up at Zuo Xiang, his eyes were extremely innocent, he took the black and white letters, looked at Zuo Xiang's depressed appearance, seemed to be quite unbearable, and wrote: "Actually, in addition to these, I have many benefits that my father has not seen for a long time, so it is better to try it first to see if I still have some use for my father." If my father has any problems, he can tell me about them. ”

Although Zuo Xiang Mo Song didn't dare to underestimate Mo Wen anymore, he didn't really have much expectations for him, so he deliberately told Mo Wen about the worries of Emperor Jingyuan in the early days of the Qing Dynasty, and said: "If you inherit the Xiangguo Mansion in the future, I don't say it alone, even if you don't get the approval of Your Majesty, everything is nothing." ”

Although the truth in this statement is good, it contains some warning.

Mo Wen hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and the essence of his eyebrows and eyes burst out, and he wrote on the paper calmly, and then showed it to Zuo Xiang, who was shocked: "This ...... It's just ......."

He didn't say what he said below, but Mo Wen ignored him anymore, got up, took the paper from Zuo Xiang's hand, and walked to the lampshade...... The tissue paper ignited as soon as it touched the fire, and the bold plan was soon reduced to a pile of ashes, leaving no trace.

Zuo Xiang was still stunned, Mo Wen bowed his head and saluted him shallowly, then turned around and opened the door and walked out, the housekeeper saw this and hurriedly greeted him, and let the little maid carry Mo Wen and send him back to the side courtyard. Night completely fell, a little bumpy bamboo from the front yard to the west chamber when he met Mu Lian and Mo Yu, Mo Yu glanced at the housekeeper, then politely called his eldest brother, Mu Lian stood aside, did not speak, Mo Wen smiled lightly and nodded, the bamboo bowl had already been carried over, how could he have the time to greet them? This feeling of condescending hugging each other has not passed for a long time, but it seems that he is particularly noble.

However, for Mo Wen's identity, the past three years have indeed been extremely aggrieved, if he wants to, how can he only be in a corner of the backyard of the West Wing? is used to being ignored, and when he first appears, he feels weird, and it doesn't matter to others, what will his wife think of him?

Back in the courtyard, his wife stood at the door of the hut waiting for him, the moon had risen in the west, it was almost fifteen, the moonlight was exceptionally bright, and her light-colored clothes shone in the moonlight, which dazzled Mo Wen, very much like the distant home in the song he had heard. Mo Wen's slightly apprehensive heart since Fang Cai settled down, and Lao Yuan stretched out his hand to her, and his wife greeted her when he saw this, and the bamboo stopped and he finally took her hand.

The housekeeper took people to retreat after a few words of greeting, the side courtyard was an ominous place, and he didn't dare to stay for a long time.

"What is Zuo Xiang looking for you?" Baili Jing asked as she walked back with Mo Wen in her arms.

Mo Wen held her soft little hand, the more he pinched it, the more comfortable it became, when he heard the question, he thought about it, and was about to write, Gui Jiu, the little guy who had been serving Mo Wen since he went to the distant mountain, said: "The eldest son, the water is boiled, you can go to the medicinal bath." ”

The medicinal bath at the beginning of each month has been delayed to this day because the arrow wound of Mowen has not healed. The last time he confessed to her in the medicated bath, he scared her into a big mood and ran away, this time ...... Mo Wen naturally wouldn't let her go.

He stopped and wrote in Bailijing's palm: "Little madman, you come with me and help me rub my back." He looked down at her after writing, he was tall, Bailijing couldn't look up at him, but his eyes were too innocent and harmless, these words were all written about intimacy and help, and there was a little taste of begging, a natural tone, as if she didn't think she would refuse.

Bai Lijing really couldn't refuse, her eyes were the first to dodge, and she responded: "Oh." ”

Entering the bathroom with Mo Wen again, except for his clothes and sitting in the bathtub, there was a layer of various herbs floating on the water, and the whole bathroom was full of medicinal smells. This time, it is much easier to be familiar with the road, where is the hot water, where should she be, Mo Wen doesn't need to explain anymore.

Mo Wen first wet his body with a bath towel, then turned around and handed it to Bai Lijing, and then the person stuck to the wall of the barrel and put his hands on the edge of the bath barrel, which was not polite at all. Bai Lijing looked at his back, her wet black hair was spread out, her long arms were not fat or thin, this arm had hugged her, this sick body had kept her warm, this person was forever silent, and the only thing she could call was her name.

Bai Lijing sighed in her heart, rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her hand to wipe his back, only a slight sound of water could be heard in the huge bathroom, and after listening to it for a long time, it made people feel empty, Mo Wen glanced back at her, then withdrew her outstretched arms, and folded her hands to blow the song called "Firefly".

With the sound of water, the song sounded much more desolate and muddy than that night, but Mo Wen always made her helpless, he couldn't catch his breath and insisted on blowing, and finally he could only hear bursts of noisy wind, he also turned around and smiled at her, I don't know if it was water droplets or sweat beads on his face, Bailijing couldn't help but laugh with him, and the hand holding the bath towel nudged him: "Stupid...... Stupid ......"

Mo Wen listened, raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out and took her over, held her face with both hands and kissed her lips very dryly, warm and deep, hooking her tongue and biting it lightly. Mo Wen's hands were wet, her hair was wet, and when she let go, Bai Lijing's face was full of water, and even her long eyelashes were hung with water droplets, which fell in the blink of an eye, that look cute and funny, Mo Wen suddenly laughed, Bai Lijing's original fun and active bad temperament was aroused by him, and he was ashamed and annoyed to pick up the water in the bath bucket and splash him: "Mo Wen, you are hateful!" Damn it! ”

How many years has it been since there has been such a moment of rejoicing? Mo Wen's eyes flashed with a soft and doting light, and he accompanied her to make trouble, and after a while, Bailijing's body was all soaked, and her hair bun was also rubbed away by Mo Wen's big hand, and she was tired, Mo Wen took her hand and wrote: "Little madman, you are really energetic, I really want to accompany you for the rest of my life." After writing, he brought her hand to his lips and kissed him deeply, his lips were warm and cool.

Bailijing's mental defense was attacked again, Han Ye always said before, Yaya, when will you grow up, and when will you not be worried? It turned out that after leaving Han Ye, there were still people who were willing to go crazy with her. How lucky.

"It's still a long life, what are you anxious about?" She took the dry silk cloth and put it on Mo Wen's hair, and stood up with a red face: "It's almost time, don't soak it for too long, I'...... Let Gui Jiu come in and dress you......"

Mo Wen didn't embarrass her anymore, although she had seen her naked many times, the little girl's face was thin, leaning on the edge of the bath tub, Mo Wen thought about her words, she said, it's still growing all her life, what's the hurry...... Fool, you still don't understand, you are not in a hurry for anything, you are so anxious that you are not mine yet, when you will be mine - every inch from the heart to the body is mine. After putting on a long line for so long, is it just a kiss?

Don't be silly.

At night, lying on the same bed, Mo Wen naturally hugged her into his arms and slept close to her, Bailijing asked again: "What did Zuo Xiang say?" You seem to be happy tonight. ”

This question must not be avoided, Mo Wen lowered his head and kissed her forehead, spread out her palm and wrote: "I told you before that you want to be a leader, and I also told my father a few days ago, he is very supportive, I expect him to be so kind to me because of your face." But, you are my wife, your face is my face, it doesn't matter if he looks down on me, I'm just afraid of losing face for you, trying to think about what I can do...... Jing'er, if I don't do well in the future, you must tell me that although this heart is a little eager for quick success, it only listens to you. ”

Mo asked too deeply, a few words coaxed Bai Lijing to say nothing, Bai Lijing knew that Mo Wen had always been calm, but she didn't know what to do with this "quick success", she replied: "Your body is not good, the things in the court are very chaotic, can you afford it?" If you know that it is not right to rush for quick success, why do you want to make this mistake? ”

Mo asked and wrote: "Jing'er, although I am useless, I always want to be worthy of you, you are so good, if I want to accompany you for the rest of my life, I should always work harder, so that you can rely on it, and you don't have to be wronged by others." However, these are all my own dreams, and I don't know if I can do it. ”

Bai Lijing was silent for a long time, took the initiative to lean into his arms, closed her eyes and said softly: "...... If you have this heart, it is enough. Go to sleep. ”

Mo Wen tightened his long arms and stroked her long, soft hair. Summer is silent, at this moment, who thinks of the world for a long time?

……

"If there is no supply of food and grass within a month, the soldiers in the northwest may cause a riot, and the Turkic southward offensive is rapid, and the city will be broken......"

In the study of Jinyang Palace, Han Ye stared at the secret letter in his hand, read it, put it on the table, and replied. Since Baililuo sent people to Lutai Mountain, the palace has temporarily settled down a lot. Without those noisy incidents, Han Ye did not stretch his brows because of this, and his sorrow could not be relieved.

The war has started, everyone knows about these critical situations, Emperor Jingyuan is anxious about this, and the practice of the Chang Dynasty is no longer followed, and he asks the ministers for their opinions all day long, but they cannot be satisfactorily resolved.

How can it be satisfied? Although the external troubles of the frontier are terrible, the internal troubles are even more critical, and the king of a country does not have the slightest trust in the foreign vassals, and he cannot get rid of them as soon as possible. On May 14, the early court was deliberating, and the ministers thought about it for several days, and when they said the ideas they racked their brains, none of them could be passed.

Seeing that the ministers were helpless, Emperor Jingyuan's face became more and more heavy, and Zuo Xiang struggled in the queue for a long time, and finally took a step out of the queue and said: "Your Majesty, the old minister has a ridiculous strategy, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." ”

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+_+ The little black room was closed for a day before I wrote this.