VIP141: Don't blame the mother for being cruel, baby
[69 Book Bar-www.] But she was worried that it was useless. She sighed, swept her eyes to the table, saw paper, pen, ink, and inkstone. She walked to the table and sat down. She had nothing to do, and she thought she was good at grinding her patience.
She took a piece of ink and grind it in the inkstone. Although she is now locked in jail, she still has to make money. She has not given Aunt Jin a trick for a while. Something happened to Mingxianglou, Aunt Jin is like this
The merchants were too late to separate their relationship, so they would definitely not come to visit the prison, but their contract was still valid, and she was still counting on going out to check the accounts after she was jail.
The cartoon piglet I drew last time was so popular. I'll draw more this time. Anyway, there's nothing else in prison, but there's a lot of time. Mo Qingwu drew a complete set of twelve zodiac signs in Q version, and finished drawing
Feeling that her waist was a little soft, she put her pen and lay on the bed. She kneaded her waist for a while and slowly slid to her lower abdomen. Mingxianglou encountered a sudden change in the past two days, which almost forgot the piece of meat in her belly.
This time, it reminded its existence in this way. She gently stroked her still flat belly. Baby, dad has abandoned her mother. If you were born, you would definitely hate me? In the whole thing, the most innocent thing,
It’s you, but my mother still doesn’t know how to face you. Sorry, the baby, it’s because my mother is too cruel. I can’t keep you. I don’t want you to suffer when you are born, I’m sorry…
Tears slid down from the corners of her eyes, and the door rang. She quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and sat up from the bed. Without waiting for the prison guard to say anything, Ji Ping'an had already flashed in and rushed over happily when he saw Mo Qingwu: "Sister,
It's good to see you, are you okay? Huh?" She jumped up and said angrily: "What's wrong with your face? Are they bullying you? I'll settle the score with them..."
Haha, it was so troublesome to be injured on the face. Mo Qingwu smiled and took her hand and said, "No one bullied me, I accidentally scratched me. Why did Ping'an come?"
"I heard that Mingxianglou was sealed, and I was afraid that my sister would be wronged, so I came here to take a look." She brought snacks, fruits, books and other foods, and even brought Mo Qingwu's guitar to prison.
She smiled and shook her head and said, "Do you think I'm on vacation? Bring so many entertainment things."
"Vacation?" Ping'an blinked and asked inexplicably, "What is it?"
"Vacation is to leave the world behind when you are rich and free, and you are going to be a hermit for a few days when you are rich and free." Mo Qingwu thought about it and simply translated it to her. Ping An laughed out loud and said:
"Sister is really good at resolving it for me. Do you think jailing for vacation?"
"It's nothing wrong with treating it as a vacation." Mo Qingwu said with a smile. People should learn to make fun of hardships, so that life will be easier.
"I feel relieved if my sister thinks this way." Ping An pulled Mo Qingwu's hand and said, "Sister, don't worry too much. The emperor sent the censor Su, Grand Master Luo and my second uncle to investigate this case. My second uncle will definitely help.
your."
"Then you go back and thank General Ji on my behalf." Mo Qingwu didn't care much. She knew that the government could not keep them for too long. "Thank you General Ji, give me this care." She still had this love
What we have to bear is whether it is the treatment of this single room, the entertainment items brought by Ping An, and the care that the jailer asked her to give her. None of them are all giving carbon from the snow. Although it is a small task for him, there may not be any other person.
Do this with such a heart.
"Sister, why are you polite to me?" Ji Ping'an pretended to be unhappy and then smiled, "By the way, Sister Hui Nuan, Sister Su and Sister Shang'er, I'll ask me to greet you."
"Uh?" Mo Qingwu was a little surprised. This was beyond my expectations. It was obvious that I was still remembered by those girls who were rich and beautiful? It was such a big deal.
"Well, Sister Su and Sister Shang'er both said they would plead with the Censor and Grand Master Luo, and let them release their sister early." Ping'an smiled.
Oh, these privileged high-ranking children, look at Ping An's tone, Mo Qingwu was a little funny: "This is not good, Ping An, thank them on my behalf, please don't bother with my affairs, adults know
How to do things." If these sweet girls make a fuss, they will attract the attention of the adults. It would be a bad thing to come specifically to investigate me. Don't do bad things with good intentions. Mo Qingwu thought for a while and said, "If you have time, you will be free, you will be the only one for you.
I will take care of Mu Zi and I will be very grateful."
"Sister is so kind of personality. She doesn't care about anything. It's a loss." Ping An frowned and stood up and said, "Don't worry, we'll take care of this matter, and my sister will wait for us with peace of mind."
I will pick you out. Don’t worry about Mu Zi. I will go back first today and see my sister another day.”
Mo Qingwu was having trouble and watching her walk out was not easy to stop her. After a while, her eyes fell on the guitar brought by Ping An. I unbuttoned the cover, took it out, and pulled my fingers on the strings.
After two attempts, whether she was happy or unhappy in her previous life, she liked to hold the guitar and sing in the yard. Unexpectedly, when she came to this time and space, the wonderful thing that once relieved her emotions became my life and my solution to my problems.
The tool, never played it for yourself and sang it.
Mo Qingwu sat on the bed with her guitar in her arms, leaning against the wall, a string of unconscious notes flowed out of the strings. She closed her eyes and kept playing them, Feng Qianjue, Feng Zhisu,
Hong Hydrogen, Qing Xue, Mier, Hongye, Mu Zi, Ping An, faces appeared in her mind alternately. After more than a month of coming to this time and space, how come so many things happened? It's like a dream.
I wonder if I fell asleep today and woke up tomorrow, did I find that I was actually just sitting at the company’s desk, turning on the computer, and taking a nap on the table?
The days in prison seemed to be able to calculate the sunrise and sunset. She drew a horizontal bar on the wall. It was the fourth day. During this period, no one had been there except Hong Hydrogen and Ping An. Ji Jingyun did not come. Feng
Qian Jue didn't come either. Mo Qingwu smiled. This matter was probably a headache for them. Judging from Ping'an's tone, the case seemed quite tricky. The court could not find any evidence in Mingxianglou, and the madam refused to die again.
Disclaimer, the fans of the "super courtesan" outside were indignant again. Thinking of the riots on the finals, the court was also a little disappointed. He heard that the imperial guards were dispatched to suppress the scene. Speaking of which, Mingxiang Tower was sealed.
I'm afraid that that matter is half related.
(Today's first update, I'm a little tired recently, but I can't be lazy! Even if Wenwen's grades are not good, I can still stick to it! Because of you, Momo╭(╯3╰)╮! Happy weekend, dear, Wenwen,
The article will be finished by the end of the month. Come on in the last few days!╭(╯3╰)╮)