Crazy criticizes the regent for reading my mind and his character collapses

More and more people went to receive wedding cakes and bacon, and the whole street was filled with joy, which was in sharp contrast to the sadness in Li Qingmo's heart at this time.

"Master?"

Lan Jue saw through the loneliness lingering on Li Qingmo at this time.

After thinking for a while, he comforted her by saying, "Young lady will definitely be a blessing to you."

"I'm going for a walk, no need to follow me." Li Qingmo turned around and went out.

Busy streets, crowded people.

People seem to be particularly satisfied today, smiling from ear to ear while holding wedding cakes and bacon.

"Mr. Li is so lucky. His daughter is able to get married when she looks like that. It's like smoke is burning in the ancestral graves."

"Who says it's not the case? Miss Li was seriously ill a few days ago. I heard that she was asked to prepare for her funeral. She got better soon and won the favor of Mr. Qianyu."

"Young Master Qianyu is a well-behaved man. I heard that there is not even a single bedroom in the backyard. When Miss Li comes in, she will be the mistress of the house. Her mother-in-law is also the eldest princess with great power. From now on, she will be rich and wealthy, and will have endless enjoyment."

Pedestrians passing by were all talking about the marriage between Miss Li and Mr. Qianyu.

Li Qingmo stopped and stopped the people who were talking.

Question: "When did they get married?"

A sentence without beginning or end.

Coupled with his cold expression and tone, it was really uncomfortable to listen to.

Several people looked at him and noticed that he was well-dressed, so they did not dare to offend him too much.

"You want to ask about the wedding date of Master Qianyu and Miss Li? Tomorrow."

tomorrow……

He continued walking along the street, as if trapped in a strange circle, hearing about the marriage wherever he went.

His pace quickened, and he walked further and further into the countryside, until he reached a dead end before stopping again.

He said in a deep voice: "Come out."

The two people behind him walked out, took a few steps forward, and bowed their heads.

"See Young Master."

"Young Master, the Master knows that you have arrived in Xichu, and has specially ordered us to come to find you. The Master misses you very much and wants to see you."

Li Qingmo turned around, a bit of cynical dejection flashing in her peach blossom eyes, and her tone was careless.

"Young Master? When did I raise a dog like you?"

The two people's faces froze, but they did not dare to disobey. They could only lower their heads lower and their attitude became more pious and submissive.

"Young Master, Master really misses you."

"You haven't seen my master for a long time. I don't know that she is worried and ill. If it weren't for the affairs of the Western Chu Dynasty, she would have gone to Dongyue to be with you."

"Haha." There was a mocking smile on Li Qingmo's lips, "What did I do to make you think that I am so easy to bully that you would believe such lies?"

"This……"

Li Qing's dark eyes flashed, "Get out."

The two of them didn't move.

The next moment, he was blown away by a strong wind and landed in the middle of the street, making two shapeless holes in the snow.

Li Qingmo slowly walked out of the alley step by step and came to the two of them. Without bowing her head, the words coming out of her lips were colder than the ice and snow on the ground.

"Tell her that if she wants to continue being her eldest princess safely, she should not provoke me."

The words fell, and no one was seen.

The two people on the ground looked up and could no longer see Li Qingmo.

"Young Master still doesn't want to see you, what should you do?" "What else can you do? Go back and receive your punishment."

The two of them wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths, got up and walked toward the outskirts of the city.

In the southern suburbs of the capital, Yixia Garden.

This is the royal courtyard left by Taizu Taizu of Western Chu, and was given to the eldest princess Chu Muqing by the late emperor.

Outside Yayunxuan, two people knelt and bowed their heads.

"Master, young master, he..."

A graceful and elegant woman was sitting in the courtyard playing the piano. Light snow fell on her black hair, which quickly melted into water droplets and wetted her hair, bringing a slight chill.

Her side face is absolutely beautiful. Even though the corners of her eyes have been stained with fine lines, she still remains graceful. The moles under her peach blossom eyes are even more enchanting and charming. Just a glance at her will make people subconsciously shut up and even breathe heavily. Afraid of disturbing her.

"Mo'er doesn't want to see me?" Her voice was somewhat cold and contrary to her charming temperament.

The two of them were trembling with fear, a layer of cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and they didn't know how to answer.

Chu Muqing was not surprised at all, and there was a smile in his peach blossom eyes that seemed to be carved out of the same mold as Li Qingmo.

"He still has the same stubborn temper." His tone was indescribably endearing, "Okay, I will go see him in person. You can go and receive the punishment on your own."

In a gentle tone, he spoke heart-warming words.

The two men did not dare to disobey in the slightest, so they kowtowed and went down to receive punishment.

"Mother." A voice sounded.

hum!

The strings were broken and the sound was a bit harsh.

Chu Muqing's charming brows were filled with a stern look, he tilted over and said in a stern tone, "Didn't I say, do what you should do, and don't come to other hospitals if you have nothing to do!"

Qian Yu's eyes were hurt, and he lowered his eyes to admit his mistake: "My son knows his mistake."

"Humph!"

Chu Muqing stood up, her long skirt sweeping across the ground. She straightened her back and held her shoulders straight. She took a few casual steps, but she was full of nobility and elegance. Her slightly raised chin exuded the warmth that emanated from her bones. Proud, even when facing his own son, he would not hide his slight contempt and disgust.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me?" Chu Muqing sat on the table, picked up the tea cup and took a sip slowly.

The lips were retouched, making them appear more attractive.

"My son is getting married tomorrow, and I would like to invite my mother to come over and pay homage to the high hall." Qian Yu said with a respectful tone and a tense body.

Chu Muqing put down the teacup heavily, "Is that kind of unattractive thing worthy of paying homage to me?"

She stood up and walked slowly towards Qian Yu. Even though she was half a head shorter, her aura did not diminish at all. She looked at Qian Yu's expression with her sharp eyes.

After a while, he asked: "I allowed you to take concubines. When did you allow me to get married? Your first wife must be someone who can help me achieve great things. Have you forgotten?"

Qian Yu lowered his head: "My son doesn't dare."

Chu Muqing looked at him for a while longer, then looked away, looked to the other side, and said slowly: "If you want to marry that woman, stop Mo'er's thoughts. Although I agree, it does not mean that I recognize her identity. "

After speaking, she took out an exquisite porcelain bottle from her arms and handed it over.

"After getting married, let her continue to take this medicine for one month. By then, she will forget Mo'er forever and will no longer be bound to Mo'er."

Qian Yu suddenly raised his head and asked in confusion: "Since mother wants to break them up, why not let the eldest brother take this medicine to make him forget Nan Xi once and for all?"

Snapped!

Chu Muqing slapped him across the face.

Crisp and loud.

She reprimanded in a deep voice: "This medicine is harmful to the body. You'd better stop thinking about it completely. If I find out that you dare to hurt Mo'er, don't blame me for not thinking about the love between mother and child!"

Qianyu turned his face back, still bowing his head respectfully, as if the red and swollen palm prints on his face did not exist.

"The son knows his mistake, and the mother should not get angry."