[69 Book Bar - www.] "This..." Ping An hesitated for a moment, and when he saw Mo Qingwu looking at her calmly, he bit his lip and said, "The grand master has always had this idea, and he also mentioned it to the emperor. The emperor is considering it.
, I haven’t agreed yet. But this matter has spread in the capital, and everyone thinks it is a matter of course, and they are just waiting for the emperor’s nod.”
"You like to warm up the princess, right?" Mo Qingwu said with a smile, otherwise he wouldn't help her tease me, "Ping An, don't worry, what I tell you is all my truth, and you don't have to be old in the future.
Spend your time on this..."
"No..." Ping An interrupted her hastily and whispered, "If you really want to be good to my second uncle, I, I won't object..."
Ha..., Mo Qingwu laughed, "Peace, peace, peace, don't say that I have no intention of your second uncle, even if I have intention, I will definitely not share a man with another woman. The love I want is wholehearted, I
My love is very little, and after I have given it away, it becomes empty. I have no extra love to give to others, and I can never tolerate others giving me only half of their love. I was a failure in my previous life, and I was loved by others.
I have been hurt and hurt, but no matter when, I still hold a longing for true love in my heart, hoping to find a soulmate who will look after me for the rest of my life. If I still can't pursue it in this life, I will play in the world,
So what if I indulge myself? I am a lonely soul, and I have only a lonely body in this world. I don’t know how to change, and I don’t know how to adapt. My love is only broken, not complete!
Mu Zi knocked on the door and came in with sobering soup. Mo Qingwu took the drink and said to Ping An: "It's getting late. If I stay any longer, it will get dark. I'm sorry to bother you at home today. I have to go back to Mingxiang Tower.
Already."
"Sister, you are so tired today, just stay at my house for the night." Ji Ping'an grabbed Mo Qingwu and said, "Over at Mingxiang Tower, just send someone back to let me know."
"Is this appropriate?" Mo Qingwu raised her head and looked at Mu Zi. In fact, I haven't asked much about the rules set by the Madam in Ming Xiang House. She is just the shopkeeper of Ming Xiang House, and Mu Zi doesn't care about anything else.
He nodded and said, "Miss, please don't be bumpy today. I'll just go back and talk to the madam. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
When Mo Qingwu heard what she said, she didn't insist anymore. She was afraid that she would have to face Ji Xue again when she went back. Mu Zi said goodbye to Ping An and went back. When Ping An saw that Mo Qingwu was willing to stay, he said happily: "Sister, you are still awake when you wake up."
If you haven’t eaten anything, the kitchen will heat up the food for you, and I’ll ask them to bring it to you.”
When the food was delivered, Mo Qingwu asked curiously: "When did those ladies leave? What did you do in the afternoon?"
"We left after dinner." Ping An said with a smile, "How can they have fun after meeting someone like my sister? We have been chatting about you all afternoon. The sisters said that they are all going to Jinxiu tomorrow.
Zhuang, buy the little cloth pigs you painted for them."
Oh, he has become a legend again. Mo Qingwu smiled and said, "Why does the General's Mansion also have three meals a day?" Mo Qingwu remembered that the ancients in her time had two meals a day, and the morning meal was on the sun.
After sunrise and before sunrise, this period of time is called eating time or flea food; evening eclipse is after sunrise and before sunrise, this period of time is called afternoon. Because Mingxianglou is a brothel, it does not follow the rule of two meals a day.
Come, who are the guests?
Every time I have to eat, the girl is with me, so the kitchen is on duty day and night. Because Mo Qingwu doesn’t have to receive guests, she told the madam to prepare three meals a day. Food is the most important thing for people, and she is a glutton.
If she didn't have lunch, wouldn't she starve to death? But in the morning, I heard Ji Jingyun say in the garden that he would take all the ladies to the flower hall for lunch. Could it be that the rules of the Ji family are different? Or are the rules of Feng Qiguo different?
"Which family serves three meals a day?" Ping An looked at Mo Qingwu strangely, "Isn't that right, sister?"
Oh, it turns out that the folk customs of Feng Qi Country are really different from those of her time. Mo Qingwu specially asked the madam to prepare it, but it was superfluous. Mo Qingwu smiled and said: "There is no guarantee in the brothel. When the guests come, they have to accompany them to eat."
Hearing her talk about the natural appearance of the brothel, Ping An hesitated for a moment and said, "Why does sister have to stay in Mingxiang House? You might as well talk to my second uncle, and we will definitely help you."
Mo Qingwu shook her head and said with a smile: "Ping An, I am very grateful to you for having such a heart, but this is my own business, and I know how to deal with it myself. Don't worry about it in the future."
Ping An frowned, thought for a while, and then said: "Sister, I don't know if I should ask you, the person you love is not my second uncle, but uncle Qian Jue, right?"
She had seen Mo Qingwu flirting with Feng Qianjue, so it was natural for her to think so. What's more, she was indeed moved by him. Her heart fluttered when he flirted with her, and her heart palpitated when he held her hand.
When he held her in his arms, her heart beat, when he got angry with her, she was heartbroken. Unknowingly, that man actually
It occupies such an important position in her heart. But there is a room in the man's heart that is locked with countless secrets and worries. She is afraid that she is not his key and cannot open the door of his heart, full of tenderness and love.
It only ended up being locked in love, Qian Jue, how could you make me feel so embarrassed.
Love is like fire, love for the world is like a rope, and spring always frowns. Stepping on the green sand and looking at Lang Hao, I feel so embarrassed that I can't say a thousand words.
Who would have thought that my enemy would not understand me. How can I deserve pain? How can I deserve sorrow.
Mo Qingwu lowered her eyelids and fell into deep thought. Seeing her silence, Ping An knew that she didn't want to answer her question, so he changed the subject obediently: "What did my sister say to Uncle Qian Jue this morning? When he left, his face looked so scary.
"
"Scary?" Mo Qingwu was startled, what did she say?
"Well, he was so pale, as if he had lost his soul." Ping An described, "I even called him a few times, but he ignored me. That man was so stingy, didn't he just scold him and follow me?
Remember."
What did he say? Didn't I give him a poem, and he wasn't in a bad mood? He was obviously fine before going to bed, but before going to bed..., Mo Qingwu remembered the drunken words before going to bed that the emperor was not as happy as she was, and
, it seemed that Xiao Lian was vaguely mentioned, and I was shocked.
"When did he leave?" Mo Qingwu had a bad premonition in her heart and stared at Ping An.
"It was after noon. It seems that my sister left after she fell asleep." Pingan nodded firmly and said, "Yes, it was after my sister fell asleep that he left. He was the one who sent her to the wing."
Feng Qianjue, why did you have such a big reaction to my words? Was my previous guess correct? Or, have you already guessed my identity? Mo Qingwu looked at Ji Ping'an and forced a smile.
Said: "Ping'an, how come the third prince is so close to General Ji?"