"Taifu Mo? What's going on?" Why is it related to Taifu Mo?
"You know, Mo Qinghuan is dead, and I look so much like Mo Qinghuan. Although I am Mo Qinghuan, I am not my original identity after all, so I recognized them as my godfather and godmother, and then
I told Yu Beixian that the children were not his, so he operated on them, and that's it," Mo Xiaohuan explained.
"Then how did the Queen Mother know? Yu Beixian should not let the Queen Mother know what he did." Huan Pei was puzzled.
"I came up with it. I must let the Queen Mother know. Isn't the Queen Mother a sensible person? I want to see if she is really sensible or fake. And I asked Fufeng to inform her of this news." Mo Xiaohuan
smiled proudly
As soon as she heard the word "Fufeng", Huan Pei's expression changed. She subconsciously touched the sachet in her arms with one hand, then returned to her normal expression and said, "In that case, the Queen Mother will definitely involve Mo Qing when she sees you."
Huan, how did you resolve Concubine Qing’s matter?”
"Qing Fei? That's Yu Beixian's problem and has nothing to do with me." Mo Xiaohuan said lightly. She really didn't want to mention this person again, and she didn't want to see this person again, but she thought it was impossible not to see her tomorrow.
"Then you have to be careful tomorrow. After all...will the prince accompany you into the palace?" She thought it might not be possible. It would be enough to pick her up at the palace gate.
"No, An Ning came to pick me up, and then he was waiting for me outside." Mo Xiaohuan sighed.
"Why are you sighing?"
"I have wanted to resolve the gap between them from the beginning, but I found that this is simply impossible," Mo Xiaohuan said
Huan Pei didn't say anything. Basically, she didn't have any hope at all.
It was another early morning, and it seemed to be much colder this day, but Mo Xiaohuan felt extremely warm. Because of Yu Beiming's embrace, the temperature on his body was not even comparable to that of a stove.
Both of them were awake at this time, but they just stayed in bed and didn't want to get up.
Mo Xiaohuan was lying in his arms, with one hand lying on Yu Beiming's chest, and her fingers were playing with his chest hair intentionally or unintentionally.
"Have you remembered?" Yu Beiming kissed the top of her hair and asked her
"No," Mo Xiaohuan replied dully.
"What are you thinking about?" He turned slightly and lay on his side, bringing her face to face with him, looking at her with his dark eyes.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at him, "I was wondering if there would be any 'surprises' when entering the palace today." She answered him honestly.
Yu Beiming frowned, caressed her face and said, "Then don't enter the palace." He really hoped that she would not enter the palace, and the thought of him made him hate it.
"How can that be done? We have already promised An Ning. If she doesn't go, what's wrong with her if she doesn't go? Besides, it's a breach of trust. If it doesn't work, she must go to the palace." Mo Xiaohuan disagreed with him.
Yu Beiming said no more. He agreed with her trustworthy attitude, stretched out his long arms to hug her, and continued to close his eyes and take a nap.
Mo Xiaohuan remained silent and closed her eyes.
After a while, Mo Xiaohuan's stomach rang, and they both opened their eyes at the same time. Mo Xiaohuan looked embarrassed and said, "Your son is hungry." So she pulled his hand away and sat up.
Yu Beiming also got up, put some clothes on her, got out of bed, and helped her down again.
He turned around to get two more clothes for her to put on, "Wear two more clothes, otherwise it won't be good if you catch a cold."
Mo Xiaohuan said nothing and accepted his gentle service generously. Hehe, it was really good to have a husband who loved her so much in ancient times.