"Do you want to drink it yourself or do I feed it to you?"
Jue Mo Jue looked at Mao'er, curled up his lips and said.
Mao'er had no expression on her face. She looked at Jun Mojue. He was standing there. He didn't look embarrassed at all. He was not as sloppy as when he boiled brown sugar water for her that day. He was staring at Mao'er with a smile on his face.
.
Mao'er knew that he did it on purpose. Now she had no strength in her body. She was exhausted even by raising her hand, let alone holding the bowl of brown sugar water.
"What's this?"
Finally, Mao'er spoke, with a very calm and lukewarm tone.
"Why, are you afraid that I will poison you to death?"
Jun Mo Jue asked with a smile, with a lazy teasing look in his eyes, as if he was mocking the cat for becoming timid.
"You don't have that ability yet, unless you want to marry a female corpse in a month."
Mao'er squinted his eyes, with an indescribable twinge in his peach blossom eyes, and made a faint sound.
"Lingya, I won't poison you to death. I know you feel very uncomfortable now. You probably regret saving me. You must be thinking that I should die by that sword. It's a pity that I survived.
, I was still saved by you. If you have any resentment in your heart and want to express it to me, then drink this bowl of medicine quickly to help your body recover as soon as possible, otherwise all your thinking will be useless."
As Jun Mo Jue spoke, he moved a chair, placed the porcelain bowl in his hand on the bedside table, then leaned his whole body on the chair, staring at the cat with a wild and evil attitude and said.
Mao'er looked at Jun Mojue who looked like this, then looked at the bowl of medicine on the bedside table, "Did you prepare that yourself?"
"You want me to go through it myself? Ha... I stupidly did this once before, but what I got in return was your disdain. How could I do it again after this? Xia Qingcheng, you think so badly of yourself
It’s so important…!”
Jun Mo Jue narrowed his eyes and looked at Mao'er with a charming and disdainful look on his face. Mao'er didn't have any special reaction when he heard Jun Mo Jue's words. He glanced at Jun Mo Jue and felt that this man was actually very childish. He was so irritating.
Is she interesting?
But Jun Mojue, who is so determined to act his own way, makes her feel oppressed. If it were him before, he would definitely not say these harsh words, nor would he talk about the imperial edict. But now... But after he died once, his character has changed.
, talk to her, and use a gun and a stick in every sentence.
"No, I was just thinking that if you were the one who brewed this bowl of medicine, then I would never drink it to avoid being poisoned and die. If it weren't for you, I would just swallow it reluctantly, recover my body this morning, and leave
Your gaze is directed at your sinister face all day long, and I feel so depressed that I want to hit a wall!"
Mao'er ignored Jun Mojue's taunting, and fought back with a curl of his lips. His body was weak, but his mouth was powerful. How could he let you bully him in vain? You looked like a great emperor, and you knew what you had done before.
"Ha...Xia Qingcheng, I have learned a lot about your words. If you want to get out of my sight, then you are really dreaming. In this Qiyue Kingdom, you can't change the world. You can say whatever you want.
What, Lao Wu also informed you that we will get married in a month. I was crazy before and let you trample on me like that. Now don’t expect me to treat you like I did before. Jun Mo Jue will be killed by your own hands.
died……!"
When Jun Mojue heard Mao'er's words, a freezing coldness flashed across his face, and a layer of coldness covered his face. Mao'er's words angered him, but he didn't show it.
His fury was hidden under that careless coldness.
"Are you sure I will marry you?"
Mao'er didn't seem to care about Jun Mo Jue's emotions at all. At this time, he raised his eyebrows and asked disdainfully. The mocking tone in his tone made Jun Mo Jue feel chilled.
"You don't have the final say. Who dares to violate the late emperor's edict? Xia Qingcheng, none of us can escape this time!"
After Jun Mo Jue said this through gritted teeth, he stared at the cat with a stern face, charming appearance, and a cruel and evil smile.
"The edict? Ha... Jun Mo Jue, you may have made a mistake. That edict has long been invalidated. It was an order from the Empress Dowager Xiao herself. Don't count on it. And I will not marry you as my concubine. Just take care of yourself.
!”
"Impossible, Xia Qingcheng, do you think I will believe you if you say this? Just save it!"
Seeing Mao'er saying these words with an indifferent expression, Jun Mojue subconsciously retorted. Looking at Mao'er's pale face but stubborn eyes, Jun Mojue felt angry.
"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. Just go to the ancestral hall and call out Queen Mother Xiao and ask her. Then you will know whether what I said is true. Also, please tell her that not pursuing the case does not mean forgiveness, and ask her not to be here.
Just take a chance."
Others may not understand this, but Empress Dowager Xiao must have understood what to do. She knew exactly what to do. It was originally a marriage decree mixed with conspiracy. Now that all the facts have surfaced, how dare you use it?
Mao'er's words really made Jun Mojue angry. The color of his eyes slowly flowed, getting darker and darker, and the coldness on his face became more and more obvious. He suddenly stood up from the chair and looked down on him.
Looking at the cat with disdain, "Xia Qingcheng, I still don't understand why you hurt my mother so much and said such words to her unscrupulously. What unforgivable mistake did she make?
After the man in white did dirty things to you that night, did my mother give you Wangchen to eat? Wasn't she doing it for you? How could she be forced to do anything? Xia Qingcheng, I really doubt it
Do you have any heart at all...!"
Jun Mo Jue's words were not a roar, but a calm narration, with an intoxicating cold charm on his face, and he spoke every word, accusation and accusation.
The old things were brought up again, but the wound was still bloody and painful. Mao'er raised his eyes and looked at Jun Mo Jue. Looking into the charming and contemptuous silver eyes, Mao'er secretly sighed, is this the whole story that he finally understood? That's it.
?
How good was Queen Mother Xiao to her? Mao'er felt that something was missing at this moment. If Jun Mojue checked carefully, if he would never forget what happened that night, would all the pain be unnecessary?
She carried it alone...
He said, what dirty things did the man in white do to her that night?
Haha...it's really funny...
Mao'er snorted coldly and raised his chin slightly, "Jun Mo Jue, you are the dirty person...!"