A maid served tea, and Mo Qianlan looked over kindly: "Drink some tea. Things have suddenly changed today. You are still selling cakes outside. It's really hard work."
Wu Jin felt a slight sweat on his back and replied: "If you are used to selling, it won't be hard."
Mo Qianlan nodded, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on his face: "On the ninth day of March, your academy went to the horse farm outside the city to see the spring scenery. You also went, right?"
After Wu Jin heard this, all the suspicions in his heart fell to the ground. Instead, he calmed down and breathed out slowly: "Yes."
Mo Qianlan's smile deepened - his features were very similar to Mo Lingfeng's, but his expression was completely different, always gloomy and melancholy, which made people not want to get close to him.
"I heard from Ajie that you and she ran for a while, and they ran quite far and ended up at the Shuo River, right?"
Wu Jin replied: "Yes."
"Then what did you see by the river?" Mo Qianlan's voice became gentler, and the light in his eyes became very sincere, "Don't be afraid, drink some tea."
Wu Jin met his gaze and did not feel the kindness. Instead, she sensed deception in his gaze.
As long as Wu Jin speaks unfavorable words, he will die silently like Liu Baoqi.
He cleared his throat, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
The tea is good, the soup is clear, and the fragrance is fragrant. The cup is good, purple and black. When you open the borneol and put it back on the cup holder, it makes a crisp and jade-like sound.
Apart from that, there is only silence.
After a full quarter of an hour, Mo Qianlan leaned back slightly, stretched out his body, and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair: "Is this your answer?"
"yes."
"No matter who asks you or how you ask, you always answer like this?"
"yes."
Mo Qianlan smiled sincerely this time: "You are all very sensible. Wipe your sweat. I'm afraid of the cold. The house is full of charcoal fire. You young people are very angry. When you come to my house, you feel hot."
Wu Jin stretched out his hand to wipe away the sweat. He didn't feel hot, but his back felt cold.
Mo Qianlan's knife hung silently on his neck. Only the two of them understood it. In an instant, he had already passed through the gate of hell.
A servant brought a small bowl of medicine and placed it next to Mo Qianlan. Wu Jin quickly stood up and said, "I will not disturb Jiedushi if I am late, please leave."
Mo Qianlan reached out and pressed the button: "You're not busy, I'll be here soon."
He pinched a large piece of rock sugar from the plate and put it into the bowl. He smiled at Wu Jin and said, "Keep the medicine and tell her not to drink it. It's mine."
After that, he actually got up and left.
Wu Jin was stunned for a moment, then heard the thumping of footsteps outside. Mo Lingfeng ran in briskly, wearing a colorful coat, like a bird with bright feathers, rushing out of the dark cage.
"Wu Jin!" she shouted, climbed up on the chair where Mo Qianlan was sitting, knelt on it, and stretched her head to look at the medicine bowl, "The sugar cakes you gave are delicious, but there is a little less sugar. Please put more next time
Sugar."
Wu Jin nodded: "Okay."
He listened to Mo Lingfeng talking in a loud voice, and his cheeks were slightly red and swollen, as if he had a toothache.
Mo Lingfeng stretched out his hands, held the medicine bowl, and smacked his lips twice.
"Don't drink it," Wu Jin walked over and tried to take away the medicine bowl, "This is what Jiedushi is drinking. He will be back soon."
When Mo Lingfeng heard that it was Mo Qianlan's medicine, he raised the bowl and drank it. He took a few sips and finally swallowed the unfinished rock sugar in the bowl.
Even if there was sugar, her face wrinkled up in pain: "I'll just drink it!"
After saying that, she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands - another front tooth was missing, and there were two black holes missing side by side.
Wu Jin realized that Mo Qianlan was coaxing her to drink the medicine, and smiled helplessly: "It doesn't taste good, don't drink it next time."
Mo Lingfeng replied with a grimace: "It tastes good! I'll drink it next time!"
She climbed down from the chair and pulled Wu Jin's sleeve: "There are also fish here, come and see."
Behind the black lacquered wooden screen, facing the window, there is a brand new vat of yellow sand, which has not yet developed its green color. There is a layer of eight precious stones at the bottom of the water, and three red-backed golden crucian carp are swaying in the light of the fire.
Underneath, it becomes even more radiant.
Mo Lingfeng stepped on his feet and held the edge of the vat with both hands: "The black scar on my forehead, Uncle Zhao said I could jump over the dragon's gate."
As Wu Jin listened to her child's words, the oppression and fear she had just experienced from Mo Qianlan all melted away like ice under the sun, and a smile spread across her face.
Not far from the window, there was another small house. There were no lights in the house, and there were only two figures standing there like ghosts.
One is Mo Qianlan and the other is Zhao Shiheng.
"How?" Mo Qianlan asked.
Zhao Shiheng stood still, pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Long Xi's bones are strong, his mind is bright, his heart is clear to his eyes, and he has cultivated a noble spirit."
Mo Qianlan snorted heavily with her nose: "A's wife chose it herself. Her eyes are bright. Naturally, she won't choose a bad one. It's just that he has to fly south. How can he stay in Kuanzhou?"
I don’t know if he wants to praise Wu Jin or Mo Lingfeng.
Zhao Shiheng smiled: "Okay, you can't keep it, but bad, it's useless if you keep it. Besides, if you fly south, the higher you fly, the further you can see. For a girl, this is a good thing."
"What if he refuses to fly back?"
"Then break his wings and cause him to fall heavily from his height and have to return."
A few light words instantly made the dark room feel colder and darker, making them feel suffocated.
No one moved, letting the memory of the past erode, and there was no future.
A burst of hearty laughter woke the two of them up. It was Mo Lingfeng's unreserved laughter. She had not been disciplined, and even her laughter was full of wildness.
The gloom in the room suddenly dissipated, and Mo Qianlan whispered: "Just him."
Zhao Shiheng nodded, sighed, and couldn't help but said: "You still have to have a child. As long as it is born, we can find a way to support it. Aren't we also raising Leaf under your Majesty's nose?"
His voice became softer and softer: "The good concubine I brought in last time, the midwife said she must be good at giving birth. Unexpectedly, there was no movement. I will go look for her again."
Mo Qianlan closed her eyes: "Don't worry, everyone is getting pregnant, but there is no movement. I'm afraid it's my fault. It should be in Kyoto - he has determined that the Mo family will be the last heir, but he didn't expect that God would send a concubine back.
."
Thinking of this, he laughed at the top of his lungs.
Zhao Shiheng couldn't help laughing, but he still advised: "The doctor is just talking nonsense, you should go and sit in the aunts' yard more often..."
Mo Qianlan looked calm: "Okay, I listen to you."
That night, Mo Qianlan didn't see Wu Jin again. After Wu Jin left the house with the cake money, he listened to Zhao Shiheng and went to work in his aunt's house. Not long after he rested, Mo Lingfeng's nanny came in a hurry.
, and called him away.
Mo Lingfeng had a toothache and could not be coaxed, so the nanny had no choice but to dig Mo Qianlan out of her aunt's bed.
"Did you order tooth decay medicine?"
"I ordered it, and the swelling went away while I was sleeping. But for some reason, the pain suddenly started."
Mo Qianlan hurried to the "Changsui Residence" and saw Mo Lingfeng crying with tears on his face, one side of his face was extremely red and swollen, and his eyes were swollen.
He quickly picked up Mo Lingfeng, held her buttocks on his body, patted her back with one hand, and coaxed her in a low voice as he walked: "Good boy, what a good aunt, little puppy..."