The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 177
Bailijing bit her lip, feeling very sad in her heart, she never expected this situation, why has everything gone wrong since she came down from Lutai Mountain?

"Mulian," Bai Lijing lowered her head, and said softly, "I'm still confused and I act impulsively, you know it all. If you feel wronged or sad, you must tell me, don't bear it yourself, even if I have to If you are not happy, but hope you can have a good home, why can’t we reach Consummation?”

Mulian turned around and saw the thin figure of the girl standing on the other side of the screen through the glazed screen, yes, why can't she be consummated?She wanted to comfort Jing Xiaobai, but she heard someone talking outside: "Princess, the son-in-law is very sad when he learned that Yuanshan has gone, and he can't drink the medicine anymore. Princess, go and have a look..."

Mo Yu's servant, Shuisheng, has been taking care of Yuan Shan in the hut for the past two days. He fell asleep last night and found that Yuan Shan was out of breath. Mo Yu happened to break Mu Lian and Mo Yu's good deeds, causing the entire Xiangguo Mansion to be in a state of turmoil.

Yuan Shan had served Mo Wen for many years, he had worked hard and made great contributions, Prime Minister Zuo looked at Mo Wen's current status and gave Yuan Shan a lavish burial.

The loyal servant who had been with him day and night and cared for him for several years died, and Mo Wen knew it, so naturally he would not feel good. Hearing this, Bai Lijing came out of the "You Feng Lai Yi", and went to visit Mo Wen in the side courtyard.

As soon as Bailijing left, Mu Lian stepped out of the bathtub immediately, and got dressed quickly, there were some things she had to figure out...

During the noisy time in the west chamber in the morning, Dr. Sun gave Mo Wen another diagnosis and treatment. He said that the remote courtyard was shady and cool, but it could withstand the summer heat, so he told Mo Wen to move back to the remote courtyard.

Passing through the luxuriant peach grove and crossing the small bridge over the stream, Bailijing saw a wicker chair under the banana tree in front of the hut from a distance, and Mo Wen was lying on it, with a strange man standing beside him. The boy and the girl, with the medicine bowl in her hand, the girl leaned over and said something to Mo Wen, but Mo Wen didn't respond, his expression was gloomy.

As they got closer, the sound of footsteps alarmed the three masters and servants, the boy and the girl immediately knelt down to salute Baili Jing, and said anxiously: "Princess Jing, the son-in-law refuses to drink medicine or eat, servant girl... "

"Got it." Bai Lijing interrupted her.

The morning sun was not strong, and it shone warmly on Mo Wen's pale face. He also saw Bailijing, and raised his arm to reach her with difficulty. Bailijing hurriedly held his hand and squatted down. Beside his wicker chair.

There was deep sadness and fear in Mo Wen's eyes, unable to speak, he could only look at her for a moment, as if she was his only reliance.

Bai Lijing raised her head, looked into Mo Wen's sad eyes, tried her best to squeeze out a smile, and comforted her: "Death...you can't be resurrected, and you have gone to a distant mountain. I know you must be very sad, but your body is important. Just woke up Why don't you drink medicine and rest well, how can you recover from your injury? Go back to your room and lie down."

Mo Wen never looked away, and kept his eyes on her all the time, but suddenly he lowered his head and stroked her palm lightly with his fingertips: "I was born humble like an ant, and it's not worth mentioning at all. What's sad is just The people around me left one by one in a hurry, and none of them ended well, but you, the wife I love the most in this life, I am so useless and have nothing, not only can't protect you, but also make you work so hard to worry about me, my husband should be It's really incompetent..."

After Mo Wen finished writing, Baili Jing fell silent. Mo Wen said this before, but this time he said so firmly, you are the most beloved wife in my life.He told her without hesitation that he loved her deeply, whether it was when his life was hanging by a thread by the moat, or when he was seriously injured and weak at the moment, he promised not to love her, but all his words and deeds They all let her know how much he loves her. He is a person who does his own way and insists on his own opinion. He doesn't expect her response. He sticks to his own heart as always, and has nothing to do with being sick.

The more naturally he spoke, the more confused Bailijing felt. Mo Wen's brilliance lies in this. The first time she told her I love you, she could firmly order him not to say it again, because she would never say it again. Will not love him, the second time, the third time, the fourth time... Her confidence is getting weaker and weaker, and now she can no longer categorically order him not to love her...

Whether it was out of guilt or panic, Bai Lijing's thoughts were messed up by Mo Wen.

Seeing that she was silent and refused to respond, Mo Wen continued to write: "I will remember everything you have done for me. I will definitely take care of my health and stop worrying you. I was still thinking, if I get better, I will Then I will become an official, find an official position in the court, and share the worries of my father and the country, so I won't be called a waste..."

After hearing this, Bai Lijing was taken aback, and looked into Shang Mowen's eyes, and asked in surprise, "Entry into an official? An official?!"

Seeing her so excited, Mo Wen held her hand, smiled slightly, lowered his head, and pressed a kiss on the palm of her hand.

Bai Lijing's face immediately turned red, she remembered what she had done for him in the "Fengyi Pond" early in the morning, and she used this hand, but why could Mo Wen's expression be so harmless and holy, There is no trace of filth and lust at all.

Bailijing was immediately ashamed of her dirty thoughts.

Mo Wen seemed completely unaware of her distress and continued to write: "I have lived here alone these years, and I have read a few books. Although I don't understand much about court affairs, I can learn slowly...don't worry about me. .”

Bailijing remembered that her grand tutor once said when she was young that a man's ambition should be in the court or the frontier, and now even Mo Wen, who has always been indifferent to the world, has this idea. Bailijing was silent for a long time, struggling to speak : "Mo Wen, I know you have suffered, and all this suffering is because of me, I beg you not to blame He..."

She stopped in the middle of her speech, laughed, shook her head and said, "It's nothing...I'll talk about becoming an official later, the most important thing now is to take good care of my body." The girl said: "I have gone to the distant mountains. You can't do without a caring person by your side. You should think about it carefully. If there is anyone else in the mansion who is careful and thoughtful, let him come to serve you by your side."

The topic changed quickly, but Mo Wen understood what she wanted to say in Bailijing's hesitation. He was injured by nine arrows and wanted to become an official. On the one hand, she was worried about him, and on the other hand, she was afraid that he would pursue the nine arrows The responsibility comes.The name she didn't say out loud just now was "He". She thought that Situ He had set up the poisonous plan of piercing the heart with ten thousand arrows, so she begged him not to blame Situ He, she was afraid that Situ He would be implicated.

She doesn't know what Situ He is, her old lover's scheming is worth ten Situ He... However, since she didn't say it, he didn't mention it, but he still can't forget the revenge and shame he wants to avenge... .

Mo Wen shook his head, and pulled out a brocade rope from the neckline. Under the rope was the deep-sea blood amber whistle. Mo Wen held the whistle tightly, and wrote in her palm: "No one in this house can post my Heart, it is enough for me to have it. Can you come to the courtyard to accompany me tonight, I probably won’t be able to sleep by myself.”

(End of this chapter)