"Mo Niang, the weather is so nice, let me go out and bask in the sun. If I don't, I will get moldy." Wan Qing looked at Mo Niang with a pitiful look on her face.
"Young master said, the young lady is not allowed to blow a little bit of wind until her cough is gone." Mo Niang's voice was light, she looked at the clothes floating outside, and she refused unceremoniously.
Wan Qing said, "My dear, my dear, you don't know where I am? You haven't checked my pulse, so how could he possibly know my condition? Besides, my cough is much better."
Mo Niang just glanced at her, hugged Wan Qing's newly changed clothes and went out.
Wan Qing laughed dryly and continued to lie on the bed, rolling around.
It's not that she is really weak and doesn't dare to go against Madam Mo's words. But...
It was depressing to say that, although Juexin seemed to have disappeared since that day and never appeared in front of her again.
However, he was like a soul. Although invisible, he seemed to be by her side at all times, taking care of everything about her.
"This person is so awkward!" Wan Qing sighed helplessly.
If he really wanted to avoid her completely, he would either disappear completely and not even send Mother Mo. He would just let her fend for herself.
If he wanted to still control everything about her, it would be better for him to speak it himself through Lady Mo's mouth?
But this contradictory person wanted to avoid her and control her at the same time.
It made Wan Qing angry, funny, and extremely depressed.
Wan Qing was almost certain that he was not far away from her. This was a conclusion she had come to after many personal experiences.
For example, when she wanted to go out for the first time to bask in the sun and stretch her hands and feet, Mrs. Mo told her conscientiously.
"no."
No? She was just saying it. Wan Qing was not prepared to listen.
So, when Mrs. Mo was not paying attention, she secretly got out of bed and ran to the door to bask in the sun for a while.
It was really just the door, less than ten steps away from the threshold. Madam Mo put her quilt on two benches to bask in the sun. She just happened to sit inside, and it was so uncomfortable.
However, in just a quarter of an hour, Mrs. Mo rushed over with a bluffing face and dragged her back into the house without saying a word.