The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 145 The Scary Ink Question (3)
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Since the sick son-in-law was able to see through her identity, he must have noticed the tricks in those medicines, and the way of poisoning would not work.But if she openly attacked Mo Wen in front of Jing Xiaobai, according to Jing Xiaobai's personality, she would definitely investigate and investigate endlessly. At that time, the master would be in more trouble, and her identity could not be hidden. All these years have been involved, endlessly...

"Sister Mulian."

A voice suddenly rang in Mu Lian's ear, causing Mu Lian to tremble in fright, and looked over in dismay, it was Ping'er, the girl she had just sent medicine to "You Feng Lai Yi".

Holding the empty medicine bowl in his hand, Ping'er said with a smile, "Sister Mulian, the princess woke up and asked about you just now."

Mu Lian lost her usual pungentness, her actions slowed down a bit, and she nodded numbly: "Oh. I see. I'm going to see the princess now."

After entering the back room, she brushed aside the layers of curtains, the first thing Mu Lian saw was not Jing Xiaobai, but Mo Wen, who was still sitting quietly on the bedside without making a sound, holding a cup of tea in his hand , lifted the lid of the cup, patiently blowing the hot air in the cup, saw her coming, glanced casually out of the corner of her eye, and said nothing.

The more calm and composed, the more unpredictable, Mu Lian became embarrassed, wringing her fingers in her sleeves.

"Mulian." Bailijing called out.

But Mulian didn't calm down because of her call, walked over and held Jing Xiaobai's hand, but her heart was still raised high, she didn't know if this sick son-in-law had revealed anything to Jing Xiaobai, she I don't know if I have lost the opportunity to be so passive.

"What did He say?" Baili Jing asked, her complexion was not good, showing a weak pale color, which was somewhat similar to Mo Wen.

Mu Lian forced a smile: "Oh, General He is very good, but he is worried about you, and he asked me to bring a fan back, saying that it is hot and there are more mosquitoes, so let us take good care of you. He has some business to do recently, so he can't come to see you."

Saying so, Mulian took out a folding fan from her sleeve and handed it to Bailijing.

Only then did Mo Wen raise his head, and his eyes fell on the fan opened in Bailijing's hand.It was an old fan, and the paintings and inscriptions on the fan had been there for a long time. Ordinary flower and bird paintings did not have any special meaning, but obviously to Bai Lijing, this fan had a special meaning. Gauze's hand touched the calligraphy and painting on the head, and he laughed inexplicably.

Mo Wen didn't understand what she was laughing at, so he felt uncomfortable, and sent the cold tea to block Bailijing's sight.

Bai Lijing looked up at him, put down the fan, took the teacup, and drank the cold tea in the cup.

Mu Lian stood aside, but frowned slightly, Situ He didn't come to visit Jing Xiaobai not because of some business, but because he was ill, with a severe fever, and couldn't even get out of bed, and Jing wasn't the only one who was caught in the rain yesterday. Xiaobai made up these lies because he was afraid that Jing Xiaobai would be worried.

Visible harm is nothing to worry about.If everyone is as magnanimous as Situ He, every bone in the body is straight, and the number of intestines is clearly counted, then what is there to be afraid of?

Mu Lian talked with Jing Xiaobai again, but still Mo Wen got up and left. He sat there peacefully, showing no intention of leaving.

Seeing Mu Lian looking at Mo Wen, Bai Li Jing also looked over, her voice was still hoarse, and she asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going back to the side courtyard?"

Mo Wen looked directly at Baili Jing, his black eyes were innocent and harmless, and he looked a little embarrassed, took her hand, and carefully wrote on the gauze: "The courtyard is a little far away, I can't see you , and I can’t hear your voice, I’m worried. If you don’t mind, I can make the floor and be closer to you. Is that okay?”

The two have slept so many times, and he still said these pitiful words, as if he was afraid of breaking the rules and making her angry.As soon as Bailijing touched Mo Wen's indifferent eyes, she lost the ability to resist, and her heart softened, "Why not?"

After Mo Wen listened, a shy smile appeared on the corner of his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were also lowered, he lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on the back of her hand through the gauze.

Unlike Bai Lijing, Mu Lian already knew Mo Wen's extraordinary methods, seeing his tricks now, she felt more and more that this man had a dignified appearance, the surface was completely different from the inside, completely unpredictable.

The most frightening thing is not that the other party is powerful, but that you have not figured out how powerful the other party is. His every move is calm and composed. Maybe even a smile, a sigh and a kiss may be calculated. A simple person like Jing Xiaobai How can a girl be his opponent?
However, Mu Lian didn't dare to say anything, maybe even this point, Mo Wen was right.

"Mulian, it's getting late, you go to sleep." Bai Lijing immediately turned to Mulian.

Mu Lian nodded numbly, and while walking outside, she turned her head and said: "Jing Xiaobai, I'll sleep outside, call me if you need something."

The lights were turned on in the room, and two figures were reflected in the red gauze curtain. Mo Wen supported Bai Lijing to lie down, and she was still holding Situ He's folding fan in her hand.Mo Wen didn't ask anything, leaned over and pressed a kiss on Baili Jing's forehead, then stood up, took off his outer shirt, and walked outside the red gauze curtain, where there was an empty bed.

He walked very slowly, with weak steps and no strength, as if he was waiting for something. Sure enough, when he walked three steps away, a girl's hoarse voice came from behind: "Mo Wen."

Her voice was not loud, but Mo Wen immediately stopped and turned to look at her. A slender black shadow happened to be cast on the head of her bed, and the two of them seemed to be connected together.

Her hand was injured, Baili Jing could only support the bed with her shoulders, raised her head with difficulty, and said: "The sleeping outside is too hard and cold, you are not used to sleeping... Come up and sleep .”

Mo Wen was waiting for her words. In the dim light and shadow, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, he turned and walked back, and lay down beside Bailijing with peace of mind, facing her.

The day was really hot, and the thin quilt would sweat even after being covered for a long time. Both of them only covered their backs a little. Bai Lijing opened the folding fan and fanned it twice. Her arms lost strength, so she put it down again.

Too tired and in pain, she fell asleep quickly, in a haze, one arm wrapped around her waist, carefully avoiding her wounds and brought her into her arms, then a cool breeze blew slowly, Once, fanning rhythmically, it is very comfortable.

The arm that hugged her was like Han Ye, who had given her a sufficient sense of security for countless nights, and the cool wind was like a fan He fanned in summer, cool and gentle, never stopping for a moment.

Before going to Lutai Mountain, she spent many lunch breaks at the Marshal's Mansion, and He fanned her all the time.She always disliked the round fans used by young ladies, because the surface of the round fan is not as big as the folding fan, and the wind is naturally not as cool as the folding fan. After many years, He still remembers it clearly.

(End of this chapter)