The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 31
Bailijing frowned and relaxed, but her eyes fell on Mo Wen's open chest, and she hurried away in a flash, bit her lips and said, "I, I'll let Yuan Shan come in and dress you."

Hearing what she said, Mo Wen still held her waist with his long arm, coughed, and shook his head again.

Bai Lijing didn't understand what he meant, so she handed him her hand. Mo Wen lowered his head and wrote very slowly: "The boy who usually dresses and hairpins me is sick, Yuan Shan's hands and feet are too fool……"

While writing, he laughed at himself, and wrote: "I can't do anything anyway, it doesn't matter if I get out of bed or not."

After finishing speaking, Mo Wen let go of her waist, lowered his eyelids, and didn't look at her again, as if he even felt that he was a burden.

Bai Lijing blurted out: "Let me help you get dressed, although my hands and feet are also clumsy..."

Mo Wen raised his head in astonishment, as if he had heard something incredible.

But Bailijing had already lifted the thin quilt and helped him get out of bed.She always does what she promises immediately, and she seldom procrastinates.He took the plain coat at the side and put it on for him. From the inner jacket to the outer cuffs, to the belt and shoes, he tidied everything carefully, and then flicked his hair out of the skirt.

During this period, skin-to-skin contact was naturally indispensable. Although Mo Wen's palm was warm and cold, the temperature on his chest and neck was extremely hot.However, Bailijing never had any thoughts about Mo Wen, so she was just a little uncomfortable at first, but the embarrassment ceased over time.

Apart from the initial shock, Mo Wen's expression remained calm and his eyes were calm afterwards, as if all this was taken for granted.When he was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, he watched the woman behind him combing his hair from the mirror, feeling that the wooden comb was softer than ever before, and brushed his messy long hair carefully and patiently. tidy.

Bai Lijing's hands are used to wielding swords, and she is not dexterous in the things that ordinary girls should do. She tried several times when she tied her hair, but she still couldn't achieve the point where it was not messy. However, she didn't feel annoyed, and continued to try.

Mo Wen frowned suddenly, this is a very interesting girl.

She is contradictory in nature, soft-hearted towards relatives and friends, such as Situ He, and compassionate to the weak, such as him, Mo Wen.Always hate the hater to the end, and don't give the other party any chance to breathe, for example, her rival in love.

Not all women in the world can be so magnanimous and have a clear distinction between what they love and what they hate, especially in the royal family, there are too few royal princesses who can not put on airs and care about small things.

However, it is precisely because of her frankness that she became a fool in the royal family disputes. On the surface, she is strong and unforgiving, but in her bones, she is straight and heartless.As everyone knows, too rigid is easy to break.With her temper, how did she survive till now?
Mo Wen thought for a while, and soon felt relieved, because she had a powerful mother, who was so strong that she could obey her wishes, marry her to a living dead, and blatantly feed her new husband chronic poison. Empress.The road ahead has already been paved for her, and she doesn't need to spend any thought, so she has created her current character.

After inserting the white jade hairpin, the man in the mirror is quite different from the unruly appearance just now. Although his facial features are plain, his whole body is much cleaner and clearer, and his spirit seems to have improved accordingly.

Bai Lijing put the comb back to its original place, and Mo Wen immediately held her hand again, and he wrote in her palm: "I don't know what I would do without you."

His eyes were gentle, with a smile on his lips, and he held her hand with neither light nor heavy strength, as if he was very dependent, but Bai Lijing gently withdrew her hand and smiled faintly: "There was no me in the past, and there may be no me in the future." , you don't have to take me too seriously..."

That year, she was 15 years old, and her father, queen and mother wanted to hold a grand ceremony for her. However, she gave up going back to Shengjing and chose to stay on Lutai Mountain, because at the end of that summer she received the most precious gift in her life. Gift.

She touched the Buddhist beads on her left wrist and asked in amazement: "Han Ye, is this really for me?!"

Han Ye smiled: "Of course."

Han Ye spent half a year looking for rare and rare evil spirit wood, and spent another half a year carving Buddhist beads with his own hands, then strung them with silver ice silk, and put them on her wrist. He said: "Yaya, The millennium ice silk sword is hard to break, once you put it on, you will never be able to take it off."

Except for Han Ye, no one in the world would be so patient, willing to spend a whole year preparing Jiji's gift for a girl, one hundred and eight Buddhist beads, each of which was carved into different patterns by his hands.

She was so moved that she burst into tears on the spot, threw herself into his arms and choked up, "Han Ye, what would I do without you? No, I will never, ever be without you!"

Oh, how stupid at that time.

Mo Wen was wearing a plain white shirt today, and he looked a bit like Han Ye from the back, because Han Ye always only wore white clothes.In a trance, Bailijing realized that the hair she had just done for Mo Wenwan was similar to Han Ye's, not deliberately, but involuntarily.

When she grew up as a girl with love in her heart, it was not from He that she paid serious attention to a man's appearance, hair bun, clothes, and expression for the first time. All her girlish feelings were related to Han Ye.

Therefore, the hair bun is Han Ye's hair bun, and the white shirt is Han Ye's white shirt, which has nothing to do with Mo Wen.

Mo Wen guessed some clues from her wandering eyes and indifferent words, don't question, don't force, stop chasing and beating, and take a step back to give her enough time to breathe.

Just as the two of them calmed down, Mulian's loud voice sounded outside the door: "Jing Xiaobai! Jing Xiaobai! Come out quickly! Come out quickly!"

Shouted like a ghost.

Later, Yuan Shan was heard arguing with her: "Young Master is resting inside, can you be quiet?"

Mu Lian rushed in anyway, saluted Mo Wen symbolically, and went straight to Baili Jing: "Jing Xiaobai, someone came to you just now, it seems to be the captain of your personal guard next to He? What's the matter? Said your Hyuk wants to see you."

Bai Lijing never shied away from her close relationship with Situ He. When she first went to Lutai Mountain, she talked only about He.Because He is the leader of the gangsters in the capital, can play, can make trouble, and is handsome, none of the seniors on Lutai Mountain can compare to him. Gradually, everyone knows how great her He is.Mu Lian got used to it, so she couldn't change her mouth, but whenever Situ He was mentioned in front of Jing Xiaobai, it was "your He".

"Zhou Cheng?" Baili Jing frowned.

"Yes! Yes! It's Zhou Cheng!" Mu Lian nodded repeatedly.

Thinking of the hundred military sticks that He received yesterday, Bai Lijing was extremely worried, and said anxiously: "Take me to see him quickly."

"Okay!" Mu Lian had already had enough of this ghostly place in the side courtyard, and just wanted to leave quickly, so she took Jing Xiaobai's hand and pulled it outside.

(End of this chapter)