MTL - It’s Hard For a Good Wife and Mother-Chapter 115

He finally saw it.

Before this moment, he could only hear her voice through his ears. Countless times, he has imagined her appearance through her pure and clean, clear and mellow voice, but it is always vague and vague through the fog through the veil, like an illusory figure that has no sense of reality.

Until this moment, her image finally really fell into his sight, fresh and elegant, neither arrogant nor impetuous, smiling like a blooming lily, not smiling like a green bamboo growing beside a stone.

Qiong Qing looked into Mo Dai's eyes, her pupils were bigger and darker than ordinary people, like black jade soaked in the stream, clear and crystal clear, but the mysterious black was impenetrable.

Mo Dai is also looking at Qiongqing, God really treats this person very kindly, all the facial features are beautiful, especially the eyes, the pupils seem to be bigger and darker than hers, when the light is backlit, there is a faint purple brilliance flowing, looking at it At a glance, people can't take their eyes off, like a demon, like a curse, willing to sink.

"Ahem!" Mu Qianche suddenly cleared his throat.

Mo Dai regained consciousness in an instant, and she didn't dare to look at Qiong Qing again. She didn't believe that someone's eyes could enchant the beholder, but now she believed it. She was almost controlled by the demon just now. If she did something inappropriate because of this This move, uh, has unimaginable consequences.

Seeing Mo Dai looking away as if nothing had happened, Qiong Qing felt a little blocked in his heart, and the joy of seeing the light again faded because of this.

"My lord, that's great, you can finally see it!" Ciena cried with joy.

Qiongqing smiled and nodded, the light in the room seemed to be bright for a moment, and the porcelain glaze was stunned. Qiongqing stood up, and suddenly bowed to Mu Qianche: "Thank you, genius doctor!"

"Mu is just fulfilling his duty as a doctor. Mr. Qing is serious!" Mu Qianche hurriedly helped Qiongqing up, and when she got closer, she couldn't help but sigh again, she is really beautiful, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at her.

Qiong Qing inadvertently glanced at Mo Dai again, and it happened that Mo Dai also looked at him, and the two looked at each other again for a moment, Mo Dai quickly looked away, but accidentally caught a glimpse of his lips. Unexpectedly, he probably won't remember it. It's best if he doesn't remember. If he remembers... er, what if he remembers? She could pretend it was an accident, but no, the accident happened too, she directly said it was his illusion, yes, illusion!

Seeing that Mo Dai once again looked away from him, as if she didn't want to see him, Qiongqing felt even more depressed, and the joy of regaining her eyesight was gone.

"Mother!" Mo Xiaoyu's voice came from the courtyard, and she ran to the door of the room after a while, and Mo Xiaoyi also chased after her.

"Uncle, can your eyes see?" Seeing that the gauze from Qiongqing's eyes was removed, Mo Xiaoyu was looking towards him at this moment, so she stepped into the threshold in surprise and rushed towards Qiongqing, hugging his thigh , looking up at him with a small face.

"Yes, I see." Qiongqing looked at Mo Xiaoyu, raised his hand to touch the top of his hair, his eyes were soft.

Mo Xiaoyi still didn't dare to get close to Qiongqing, as soon as he stepped into the door, he ran over and hugged Mo Dai's thigh, but his eyes stared at Qiongqing with dark eyes, obviously wanting to run over to hug the beautiful man's thigh, but, his She has a shy personality and is more sensitive than Mo Xiaoyu in her heart. It took a lot of time to accept Modai.

Mo Dai then touched the top of Mo Xiaoyi's hair, squatted down, and whispered in his ear: "If you want to go there, just close your eyes and rush over, uncle won't hit children!"

With Mo Dai's encouragement, Mo Xiaoyi really gained a bit of confidence, but he still rubbed against Mo Dai's legs for a while, before he really closed his eyes and rushed towards Qiongqing. His legs and feet were not very sharp, he thumped, and fell to the ground beside Qiongqing's feet, tears quickly accumulated in his big eyes, but he pursed his mouth and held it back. Feeling ashamed, I lay on the ground and didn't want to get up.

Mo Dai couldn't help stroking her forehead, but Mu Qianche had already heard the conversation between her and Mo Xiaoyi, and twitched the corners of her mouth helplessly. When she was about to go forward to hug Mo Xiaoyi, she was pulled away by Modai. On the one hand, he signaled him not to help her with his eyes, children also have self-respect, and he needs to complete this step by himself, so Mu Qianche grabbed her waist and squeezed her.

Mo Xiaoyi fell to his feet, Qiongqing naturally stretched out his hand to pull him, but Mo Xiaoyi didn't let him pull him, but climbed up by himself, Qiongqing's extended hand just froze in mid-air, just when he wanted to take it back When he was going, Mo Xiaoyi suddenly grabbed his index finger and called out timidly: "Shu Shu!"

Qiongqing was taken aback, when he met Mo Xiaoyi's blushing little face, wanting to see him but not daring to look at him, his heart was extremely soft, and he couldn't help but also touched the top of his hair with his hand. He always thought that Mo Xiaoyi was afraid that he would dislike him, but it turned out that he was just shy.

Mo Dai made eye contact with Mu Qianche again: Did you see that my son has improved!

Mu Qianche looked away unnaturally, every time she talked about the child, her eyes were scorchingly bright.

Mo Xiaoyi enjoyed being stroked by a handsome man, with a pretty face. Suddenly, he remembered something, but saw his chubby little hand reaching into his neck and pulling out the wooden piglet tied with a red string, taking it off and handing it to Qiong Qing, the big eyes are full of flattery.

Qiongqing took the wood-carved little pig and asked, "Do you want to give it to uncle?"

Mo Xiaoyi nodded hastily, Qiongqing raised the corners of her lips happily, Mo Xiaoyi was stunned, and opened her small mouth blankly. Mo Xiaoyu was also fascinated by it, thinking whether she should give something to her uncle like her younger brother, so that her uncle could smile at her too.

Mo Dai rubbed her forehead again, son, you have made too much progress, why don't you see you giving things to your mother?

Mo Dai finally realized the mood that Mo Wufeng felt when he watched Mo Xiaoyu bring food to Qiongqing that day. It was very complicated, both gratified and lonely, and also a little envious and jealous.

The two younger ones pulled Qiongqing out to play, and the porcelain glaze followed. Then Mo Dai and Mu Qianche walked out of the front yard side by side, and walked along the corridor back to the backyard.

Near noon, Shi Mo, who had gone out early in the morning, came back and called a few helpers to move a pile of wood that seemed to be removed from furniture into his room. The whole family was very curious about what he was doing with the wood, and he didn't say anything. He just smiled inscrutablely, and the expression on his face clearly said, "Guess, guess, guess, but I won't tell you."

But the family didn't wonder for long, because the boy who had sold eggs to Xiao Sheng before delivered milk to the door again.

Xiao Sheng asked a boy to deliver milk before, but he didn't specify how much he wanted to deliver. The boy had a good brain and knew how to give more money to get more money. He would deliver it almost every day.

The boy's surname is Song and his name is Aping. He is eight years old this year. It took an hour to walk from their house to the adults in the town, and he walked for an hour and a half before arriving.

Xiao Sheng paid him 100 Wen per can, obviously helping the child, and would give him snacks every time. Although Aping is small, he is very sensible. He understands Xiao Sheng's kindness and kindness, so he will let him bring milk over. Every time, he respectfully bows to Xiao Sheng to thank him.

In the kitchen, Mo Dai is taking glutinous rice flour meatballs and steamed fish out of the steamer. The sauce-colored soup is dipped in the small pot, scooped out and poured on it. It looks very tasty, but it’s a pity that the meatballs are pork, and the meatballs are beef and Qiongqing didn't even eat it. For this reason, Mo Dai specially fried radish meatballs, fried hot and sour Chinese cabbage, braised shiitake mushrooms, and fried egg rolls.

Xiao Sheng walked into the kitchen with the earthen pot in his arms, and couldn't help taking a deep breath: "The dishes cooked by the wife are really delicious!"

"The dishes cooked by Xianggong are also delicious!"

Both of them laughed out loud.

"The child is gone?" Maude asked.

"Well, it was said that it would be delivered tomorrow!" Xiao Sheng put the crock on the locker, thinking about turning the milk into condensed milk after lunch.

After preparing all the dishes, Mo Dai started teasing Xiao Sheng when she was free: "Sanggong is really a kind person, the boy is lucky to meet him!"

Xiao Sheng blushed, and suddenly thought of a question: "My wife, I spent more money on his milk without authorization, you don't blame me, do you?"

"How come? Although we are living well now, we can't forget the hard times in the past. When I was poor, I also thought that it would be great if I could meet a kind person and give me a chance to make money. For that boy, you are his great benefactor!"

Xiao Sheng was a little moved, and the wife could always speak to his heart: "When I saw Aping, I remembered myself back then. At that time, I also desperately wanted to earn money to support my family. I tried all kinds of methods, although usually there was nothing. It worked out, but luckily I persevered!"

Modai didn't speak, just stepped forward and hugged his waist tightly.

Xiao Sheng's heart was warm, and he couldn't help but turned around and hugged her in his arms. How lucky he is to have a wife who knows the cold and the hot, who loves him and understands him!

"Cough cough!" Shi Mo leaned against the door of the kitchen at some point, looking at Xiao Sheng and Mo Dai who were hugging each other with a smile that was not a smile, Xiao Sheng let go of his hand in embarrassment, his cheeks flushed, and he brought out two dishes. Kitchen.

Mo Dai was also a little unnatural. Seeing Mo Mo staring at her, she simply met his gaze, caught the flash of envy and loneliness in his eyes, and suddenly felt distressed, so she gave him a look: "What are you looking at? Come here and help serve the food!"

Mo Dai was offended by Mo Dai, instead of being annoyed, he was happy, and his heart fluttered slightly. He was very happy with Mo Dai's fake angry appearance, which made him distracted, and he wanted to pull her into his arms and kiss her hard.

Shi Mo has always been an actionist, thinking about something, his body moved accordingly, he directly hugged Modai into his arms, bent slightly and buried his face on her cheek, biting her ear to bewitch him: "Come tonight!" In my room, I have something good for you!"

Mo Dai's ears turned red: "What good stuff? It can't be the wooden blocks you brought back today, right?"

Shi Mo snorted, and concentrated on biting her ear, without speaking, as if he was angry, and Mo Dai refused to agree, so he continued to bite her.

Mo Dai felt that her right ear was burning, so she pushed and hugged her big man with her elbow: "Okay, I got it!"

"Are you serious?" Shi Mo was overjoyed.

"certainly."

"Tsk, the reaction is too cold, I can't feel your sincerity to me!" Shi Mo wanted to bite again.

"Go, if you make trouble again, you won't be given food!"

"Ah? Wife master, you, you are too cruel!" Shi Mo made Xizi holding her heart, "Since you want to abuse me, then I, I will go back to my mother's house tomorrow!"

"Pfft!" Mo Dai was amused, and patted his face, "Stop playing tricks, and bring these two dishes to the dining room."

"Kiss me..."

"Go!" Mo Dai stared, Shi Mo touched his nose, and hurriedly took out the dishes, he knew better than anyone else the principle of accepting as soon as it was ready.

In the dining room, due to Qiongqing recovering her eyesight and playing with the two children, Ruyu's face was smudged with a faint blush, blinding everyone's eyes.

Maru Niu began to complain again why Modai made the meatballs so delicious and attractive, obviously he was bullying the pigs, seeing that everyone at the table was eating, but he couldn't eat it, Maru Niu felt unbalanced in his heart, fortunately, Qiong Niu Qing stood on the same front as it, and did not eat pork. However, when it saw Qiong Qing stretch out his chopsticks and put a meatball into his mouth, Maru Niu felt that he had been cruelly betrayed by his comrades, and glared at Qiong fiercely. With a clear glance, she decided not to have a good impression of him in the future.

Naturally, Qiongqing didn't know the inner workings of the beef balls. Originally, he was just trying to eat them, but when the meatballs came into his mouth, they were fragrant and moist, not oily or greasy, and not bad at all, so he felt that he could eat pork too. , if Mody cooks other pork to eat in the future, he should be able to eat all of them. Thinking of this, I feel a little anticipation and joy in my heart.

After the meal, Qiongqing did not leave as usual, but played with the children. Maybe it's because Qiongqing's eyesight recovered, and he became more cheerful. The whole family of Mo Dai felt it. Although they still thought he was breathtakingly beautiful, he was less indifferent. Not only Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaoyi were clingy Beside Qiongqing, even Mo Xiaoman opened his small hands to be hugged by Qiongqing.

Mo Wuqing was a little embarrassed, but when Qiongqing offered to hug Mo Xiaoman, he had no choice but to hand him over. At first, Mo Xiaoman sat obediently in Qiongqing's arms, looked at Qiongqing's face with big round eyes, and after looking at all of Qiongqing's facial features, he began to choose his favorite part—lips, Light and pink, it shines with crystal luster when viewed from the side, just like transparent lotus root starch, very delicious.

Mo Xiaoman stretched out his small hand to grab Qiongqing's clothes, and struggled to stand up from his lap. Qiongqing sensed his intention and hugged him up. clear lips.

Qiongqing thought he was joking, turned his face away, but Mo Xiaoman didn't let go, caught up with Jiji and took another bite, this time he was afraid that Qiongqing would run away, so he bit hard, Qiongqing screamed in pain, and hurriedly hid Open, actually bleeding.

Mo Dai's family was stunned. This little pervert who just got four baby teeth, does he know that he has caused trouble?

Mo Xiaoman naturally didn't know, he still wanted to keep biting, but he didn't want his father, Mo Wuqing, to grab him by the ribs and take him away, and also spanked his little butts one after another. Mo Xiaoman felt pain, and burst into tears, but no one sympathized with him, Mo Wuqing hurriedly apologized to Qiongqing, and then went back to the room with the little pervert, God, my son bit the prince's mouth, how can this be Is good?

Mo Dai also apologized to Qiongqing, and Qiongqing smiled and said it was nothing, his lips were no longer bleeding, but the broken skin was very obvious, which made people feel very worried. Especially Mo Dai, who looked at Qiong Qing's mouth worriedly, and felt a little more guilty.

Not long after, Mo Xiaoman fell asleep crying, and after Mo Wuqing came out, he apologized to Qiongqing again. Seeing that Qiongqing really didn't care, Mo Wuqing breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why Qiongqing stayed today was to learn how to weave bamboo boxes from Xu Shaolin. Since he learned how to weave straw baskets from Mo Dai that day, he felt that he might have the talent in this area.

Xu Shaolin was naturally willing to teach Qiongqing, but when he saw Qiongqing's hands without any calluses, jade-like complexion, slender fingers, and smooth and graceful knuckles, he hesitated: "Mr. Qing, this weaving is rough work. I Worried that your hands will be hurt!"

"It's okay, I've knitted it before, it won't hurt!" Qiong Qing recalled the time when Modai taught him to knit, although he felt his hand was scratched by a blade of grass, but he didn't feel it when he touched it. trace. How did he know that he had the ability to automatically heal for a day because he just drank the blood of Modai that day.

Xu Shaolin couldn't bear to discourage him, so he taught him, but in the end, his finger was scratched four or five places by the bamboo slices, and the blood kept flowing out, which made Ciena shed tears.

After Mu Qianche helped Qiongqing bandage up, Xu Shaolin refused to let him continue making up. Qiongqing sat in the dining room somewhat depressed. The three Mo Wuyun brothers who were doing embroidery work at the side couldn't bear it, but they also saw that Qiongqing didn't like embroidery. Mo Wu, who felt ashamed of Qiongqing because of his son Xiaoman's abruptness, suggested lightly: "Young Master Qing, why don't you go and learn how to make pastries from the wife master and brother Xiao Sheng!"

Qiongqing was taken aback, he hadn't thought about this, but his little servant Cilan was extremely excited: "My lord, let's learn, I'll be with you, and when I want to eat in the future, I can make it myself!"

Qiongqing and Ciyou came to the kitchen and saw Xiao Sheng making condensed milk. The two explained their purpose. Xiao Sheng smiled and said, "The wife is in the bakery on the right, so go there!"

In the pastry room, the fire in the stove was burning vigorously, and there were crackling sounds from time to time. What is baked in the oven is bread, and what Mode is making is biscuits. The biscuit molds are all made by Xiao Xiao with bamboo. Various shapes and patterns can be changed one by one with the molds, and small biscuits inlaid with patterns will be formed one by one. They only need to be baked in the oven.

When Qiongqing and Cigla came in, they saw that Modai was putting the biscuits formed in two iron pans on the shelf beside her, and then continued to knead and roll out the dough. When Mo Dai heard that they were going to learn how to make pastries, she doubted whether they would be able to continue, because making pastries has nothing to do with being smart or not, just like Mu Qianche, who can say that he is not smart? But he just doesn't know how to cook, even if he knows how to operate it, the food he makes is hard to swallow. To put it bluntly, it takes talent.

However, since they are willing to learn, she will not hide her secrets, so she explains while doing it, and after the explanation, let them start practicing from beating eggs and dough.

Porcelain glaze learns to beat eggs first, while Qiongqing learns to knead dough first. Seeing that Qiong Qing's sleeves slipped off from time to time, Mo Dai walked over to roll them up to his elbows for him, but she didn't know how she did it, the originally wide and wide sleeves stayed on her elbows obediently under her several folds .

Qiong Qing's arms were also slender and beautiful, her skin was like jade, and the pores were extremely difficult to find. A modern word is "porcelain skin". When Mo Dai was rolling up his sleeves for him, she accidentally touched it, it was slightly cool and warm, like fine jade. Naturally, Mo Dai didn't think much about it, but Qiong Qing was a little flustered by her seemingly non-existent touch, so when they met, she was a little absent-minded.

"Qiongqing, raise your arms." Mo Dai's voice suddenly sounded behind her, and there was a momentary bang in Qiongqing's mind, as if she had returned to the day at the bottom of the valley, when she suddenly said "Qiongqing, open your mouth"...

Qiong Qing's face turned red suddenly, but he belonged to the kind of person who can't be too red, but Ruyu's face was stained with two touches of blush, and the rosy halo was faint, beautiful beyond words.

"Raise your arms!" Modai said again, and Qiongqing raised her arms according to her words. Modai's arms came from behind, as if she was going to hug him, and at the same time, a faint scent of fragrance floated into his nose, and for a moment, Qiongqing Qing's body was as stiff as a stone, and her heartbeat was also chaotic.

Cilan looked at Mo Dai and Qiong Qing, although from his perspective he could clearly see that Mo Dai was putting on the apron to cover up the dirt on Qiong Qing, but the atmosphere between the two was so ambiguous that it made people blush and heartbeat, so he forgot to open the apron. Egg, just look at them so shyly.

Mo Dai **** the apron for Qiongqing, and then instructed him to knead the dough. Seeing that he was kneading the dough decently, she looked at the porcelain glaze, but saw that he was looking at her and Qiongqing with flickering eyes, and there was a big smile on his face. Showing a strange red.

"Ceramic, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Modai asked.

"Ah, no, it's not uncomfortable!" Ciena came back to her senses, smiled, took the egg beater that Modai specially asked Xu Shaolin to stir, and asked while stirring, "Miss Mo, look, is it like this?"

"Well, that's right, keep stirring until the egg foams into milky white!" Modai nodded, then turned to look at the stove and added a few pieces of firewood to it.

At dinner, Ciena's hands are too weak, and it is difficult to eat with chopsticks. He wants to give up learning to make pastries, he is only suitable for eating! And Qiongqing is not much better than him, kneading dough is a physical effort, although his strength is not small, and his health is also very good after returning from the bottom of the valley, but kneading dough for a long time, his arms also began to feel sore, But he doesn't want to give up.

At the end of Xu Dynasty, Mo Dai came out of the kitchen after washing, and saw Mo Mo leaning on the corridor pillar in the distance, waiting for her. Modai felt helpless, this guy still didn't trust her, since she said she would go to him, she would definitely go, of course, after seeing what he wanted to show her, she would go back to her room.

When Mo Dai approached, Mo Mo took her hand and led her to his room, and as soon as he entered the door, he locked the door latch with his backhand.

Mo Dai was a little dumbfounded looking at the chair-style swing frame in Shimo's room, which was big enough for two people to sit side by side. It was solid wood in color and painted with transparent paulownia paint. It had a modern and romantic home atmosphere. This is what I messed with in my room.

Mo Dai wanted to ask him again, didn't she really wear it?

"Do you like it? This is made according to a concept drawing you once said!" Shi Mo wrapped her in his arms from behind, and rubbed her chin against the top of her hair gently.

"you…"

"Me what?"

"You are amazing! A genius!" Modai praised without hesitation.

Shi Mo's chest was filled with a smile, well, he admitted that he was delighted by Modai, no matter how others praised him, he felt that it was flattery and hypocrisy, but Modai's compliment made him feel infinite joy.

Shi Mo pulled her to sit on the swing and swayed gently, and Mo Dai closed her eyes and leaned back on the chair back, feeling the relaxation brought by the swaying. Shi Mo took her hand and put it between her lips and kissed lightly, kissing again and again, not letting go of the back of the hand, the palm of the hand, Mo Dai shrank back in disgust, why is this guy like Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng is kissing feet, he is kissing Hands, what a hobby!

"Alas! I found that this swing seat has a fatal flaw!" Shi Mo suddenly frowned in emotion.

"Where there is a flaw, isn't that good?" Modai was puzzled, and checked the connections of the swing everywhere, and found that there was no other more suitable word to evaluate it except perfect.

Shi Mo suddenly pulled Modai onto his lap and sat there. When Modai struggled to get up, he leaned over his face and kissed her, and she left immediately: "Actually, I should make the swing into a single chair, so that I can hug you It's only natural to sit together!"

Mo Dai's face was a little red, and she said angrily: "Not serious!"

"I'm hugging my wife in the room, what do I want to be serious? Or you..." Mo Dai stretched out her hand and blocked her mouth when Mo Mo was talking. She felt that this guy couldn't say anything good, so it was better not to listen !

"Okay, if you don't let me say it, I won't say it. I will tell you directly with actions. I am crazy about your joy. I can't extricate myself. I can't help myself. I think about you all the time, and I want to be loved by you." Dear, to sleep with you, to have your child..."

Modai felt speechless, is this still called talking?

But she was ashamed and amused by his unabashed displays of affection.

"Come with me tonight, I want a baby!" Shi Mo whispered softly in her ear.

"It's not that you can wait for us to get married..."

"I don't wait, I slept once anyway, I'm yours now, you don't want to leave me alone, I decided to jump in line, I'll be the one who passes by Xiao Sheng!" Shi Mo's tone is domineering, his eyes are still aggressive and dangerous, but But Modai knew that behind his strength was the fragility of being afraid of being rejected.

"As long as you don't mind, I..."

"I don't mind!" Mo Mo smiled wickedly, and kissed Mo Dai's lips in the next second.

The swing seat was dangling, and the lights were still on, so the shadow on the wall was also swaying.

The night was quiet, when suddenly, a figure of a woman as nimble as a cheetah jumped from the roof into the backyard, the voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly by everyone in the room: "Mo Dai, come out quickly, I need you urgently! "

It was Zhao Yingzi who came.

Shi Mo and Mo Dai are entering the situation, both of them are half undressed, their feelings are sprouting, a good thing is coming, life is cut off, Mo Dai tries hard to calm down the restlessness in his body, but Shi Mo doesn't want to bear it, wants to continue but finds that Mo Dai has calmed down. Mo Shi was so angry that he gritted his teeth, wanting to tear that woman Zhao Yingzi into pieces.

"Wife master..." Shi Mo began to act pitifully, not only women, but also men endured it very hard.

"I'm going to see what's going on, maybe I'll be back soon." Mo Dai wanted to laugh, trying to hold back.

"You laugh at me!"

"I don't."

"If you don't, just kiss me!"

"you…"

"You're just laughing at me!"

"..." Modai leaned forward and kissed the corner of his lips, and when he tried to pull her away, she opened the door with a smile and went out, closing the door behind her.

Shi Mo licked the corner of his lips, feeling unfinished, and slumped on the seat, giggling silly.

Zhao Yingzi took Modai to the gazebo in front of the front yard, where Lie and Guan Xuan were also there.

Lanterns hung in the cloister, but the gazebo was dark. A few people didn't turn on the lights, just sat in the dark.

"Xiao Daidai, the situation has changed. Lie and I are going back to the Imperial Capital, and Xiao Qing'er will go with us!" Zhao Yingzi said with a very serious expression.

"Really? When are you leaving? I'll prepare some dry food for you." Mo Dai said lightly.

Zhao Yingzi was a little dumbfounded, her serious expression instantly collapsed: "Xiao Daidai, at least you have something to say to stay!"

"no party last forever."

"Tsk, you're cruel!" Zhao Yingzi sighed, not wanting to admit that she was actually hurt, "It's like this, on the day of Xiaoqing'er's birthday, the empress asked her other prince to attend the state banquet in place of Qiongqing. I intend to marry the first prince of Yun Kingdom."

Hearing this, Mo Dai couldn't help guessing whether the queen had agreed to a certain country's marriage proposal.

"The envoys of the Qiong Kingdom brought their first prince to marry the queen, and at the same time proposed to marry the first prince of the Yun Kingdom, Qiongqing, for their imperial daughter Guan Yuan. This is to make friends with my Yun Kingdom. There is no common."

"The empress agreed?" Modai asked, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.

"agreed!"

"Does this have anything to do with me?" Mo Dai couldn't help asking, Zhao Yingzi hurriedly called her over to say that there was an urgent matter, what would be the use of asking her for such a national matter?

"Why doesn't it matter? It has a lot to do with it, Guan Xuan, tell me!" Zhao Yingzi raised her eyebrows and said with a smile that was not a smile at the corner of her mouth.

"Second Sister..."

Mo Dai's eyelids twitched: "Don't, boy, I'm really not your second sister, I don't have a white crescent moon on the back of my head!"

"Then I'll call you sister. It's like this. Eldest sister Guan Yuan fell off her horse and hit a rock more than three months ago. She is still unconscious. The imperial doctor can only pour her soup and medicine every day to keep her healthy." But she is getting thinner and thinner day by day. More than a month ago, I received the news that the elder sister could no longer drink the soup and was in danger. The empress kept this matter from her, and she seems to be looking for someone who is similar to the elder sister. Sister, you Found!"

Guan Xuan's old-fashioned words made Mo Dai's scalp tingle, she was discovered? This...wouldn't be what she thought?