From a small wooden house not far away, a tall and handsome figure walked out. It was Qu Mo. When he saw his beloved washing clothes for him, Qu Mo smiled softly, strode over, knelt down, and softly
Speak to your lover.
"Qingyun, how many times have I told you, I'll wash it."
"How is this possible? This is what women should do. I'm not tired. You can rest there and wait for me."
Qingyun smiled sweetly and whispered happily, then pushed Qu Mo to sit aside while she continued to wash clothes. Qu Mo looked at Qingyun happily, but a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to pull a piece of clothes next to him.
Xiaocao, biting it in his mouth and playing with it, said in a muffled voice.
"Qingyun, do you blame me?"
The sound of beating suddenly stopped, a trace of confusion flashed in Qingyun's eyes, and finally turned into determination, she shook her head and said with a smile.
"No, I am very grateful and thank you very much. I am very happy and happy now. These are far happier than those gold, silver and jewelry."
Lifting up the clothes, spreading them in the water, and washing them quickly, Qu Mo jumped up, took the clothes, helped Qingyun wring the clothes dry, and then they went back to the cabin and started to dry the clothes together.
Laughter came from the lawn in front of the wooden house, and a figure slowly appeared by the lake in the distance, looking at everything here and frowning.
The wooden house is very simple, but the scenery is very beautiful. It is like a paradise here. Although there are only two of them, they look very happy.
——He is King Jing.
Here, he also loved Qingyun deeply, but the difference was that he didn't rob or snatch her away, he just loved silently.
Looking at all this, a flash of pain flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly turned around and said to the people behind him.
"Go and give them everything."
The subordinate nodded in agreement, and then led a horse towards them. There were several bags of things on the horse's back, including food, clothing, and everything else.
When he was sent to the door, his subordinate explained his purpose of coming. Qu Mo naturally disagreed and did not want to drive the subordinate away. Qingyun could only smile and thank him profusely, and refused softly, while his subordinate held his hand dejectedly.
When the horse came back, King Jing said nothing, got on his horse, and left.
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Qingyun circled Qu Mo's waist, seeming to be coquettishly persuading, and then Qu Mo smiled happily. They held hands and entered the wooden house together. Then Qu Mo went out and took a hatchet in his hand.
here,
Everything had to be done by himself. It wasn't until the moment he walked out bravely that he deeply understood how different the days after leaving were from what he imagined, but one thing was the same, that is
happy.
Seeing her husband leaving, Qingyun also smiled and took the hoe and walked to the vegetable garden behind the house. She had to spread some vegetables so that when Qu Mo came back, she would have fresh vegetables to eat.
As the sweat dripped down, Qingyun felt a little tired, so she turned back to the house to drink a glass of water and rest for a while. When she came out again, she unexpectedly found that King Jing was standing in the garden, and three of his subordinates were helping to tidy up the vegetable garden.
.
Qingyun's eyes panicked and she hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
"This...this is impossible. My lord, how can I let you..."
King Jing is still handsome, with deep affection in his eyes, which is completely different from his mutated feelings for Xiyue in reality. Here, he is much less violent.