The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 41
Han Ye let go of her calf, and caught her off guard, so that she immediately wrapped his arms around his neck, observed his expression carefully, bit her lip guiltily and asked in a low voice, "Is it...too domineering?" ? But, I really really miss you, don't you believe me? I... um..."

With his lips covered, Han Ye kissed her very gently and earnestly. After a long time, he let go of her lips and looked down at her flushed cheeks and shy eyes. He didn't laugh at her, but replied affirmatively. : "Yaya, don't worry, I won't leave you, not even my shadow."

Peach blossoms, clear water, fluttering white clothes, the girl's dream is unbelievably beautiful, her lover is the most beautiful man in the world, there is nothing she doesn't like about his gestures, every frown and smile, and more importantly, Han Ye loves him so much. She pets her.

In just one year, Han Ye, who once promised not to leave her even his shadow, walked cleanly and cut off all her thoughts, but Han Ye in her mind often jumped out to interfere with her thoughts, allowing her to see Bai Yi thinks of him, sees a similar bun and thinks of him, even if she snuggles into another man's arms, she will still think of him...

Love hurts hard to heal.The more she remembered the beauty of the past, the more desolate she seemed at the moment. Eye sockets were unknowingly wet. Bai Lijing blinked hurriedly, forcing the tears back. She withdrew from Mo Wen's embrace, lowered her eyelids to cover her gaffe, and tried her best to smile Lai: "Where does it hurt? Shall I rub it for you?"

Mo Wen's eyes were calm, his complexion remained the same, he took her hand and pressed it on his temple.

"Headache?" Bailijing asked, and immediately understood, she leaned over and rubbed his acupoints: "I heard from Shuisheng, someone poured you wine at noon? Cui Mingzhe, Minister of the Ministry of Rites?"

Hearing her question, Mo Wen forced a smile and nodded lightly.

Mo Wen is tall, and Bailijing is a head shorter than him even when she is sitting. With such a movement, she has to look up at him, and if she wants to use her arms hard, she must be very close, so she can smell clearly. See the scent of medicine on Mo Wen's body.

Bai Lijing sighed: "Don't drink anymore, if anyone dares to pour you down, just pour it on his face!"

Mo Wen's eyes flickered slightly, he suddenly grabbed her hand, looked at her again, and wrote hesitantly, "I'm afraid you're not here."

Cui Mingzhe, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, and Liu Xiancheng, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, are both Uncle Li's disciples. Now the fourth son of the left prime minister, Mo Yu, has become a hot topic in the imperial examination. He was poured alcohol at the table, which clearly did not take the Situ family into consideration, how arrogant it was to take advantage of the rising power of the Li family!
After writing these few words, Mo Wen's head was hanging down. Perhaps it was because he drank alcohol that he dared to speak out what was in his heart. It was completely different from his usual calm and easygoing. He was willing to reveal to her what was hidden deep in his heart. Timid and restless, he confides in her as his only reliance.

Bai Lijing's heart softened, and she said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Han Ye and Situ He have never seen such a gentle and patient Bailijing. In the past, she enjoyed being cared for and loved. Now she learns to care for others. The only thing that has not changed is that she still uses her own Likes and dislikes decide how to deal with people at will, what she said is true, what she said to protect is to protect.

Mo Wen raised his head, looked at her with a trace of grievance, and continued to write: "But I can't find you, you are not here, and I have a headache..."

Because there is someone to complain about, and someone who loves him, the originally strong child becomes more and more arrogant. He starts to act like a baby, starts to complain, starts to make trouble for no reason, and starts to want more and more.

Mo Wen, who was usually so indifferent, suddenly became childish after drinking. He pretended to be too realistic, his eyes, movements, and expressions were all in place. Baili Jing never doubted it at all. Instead, he reached out and touched Mo Wen's face. Coaxing as if to comfort a child: "I won't do it next time, I won't be able to find me again, and I won't leave you alone to face those right and wrong again."

Mo Wen's face was warm and cold, and when he was gently pressed against the warm and soft palm, his body froze slightly, but only for a moment, his big hand covered her small hand, and he held it gently, with a warm and cool feeling. Then her lips were printed on Bailijing's palm, leaving a moist kiss.

The palm is more sensitive than the back of the hand, Baili Jing instinctively wants to withdraw her hand, but Mo Wen's left hand is already around her waist, hugging her deeply in his arms, not a rude hug, not feeling a bit of predatory, not Bring her any discomfort and loss.

Bailijing originally wanted to break away, but because of the tranquility and the faint attachment to Mo Wen, she fell into his arms without moving. There was a strong smell of medicine at the end of her nose. Even though she was still wearing plain clothes in front of her eyes, she would never He mistook Mo Wen for Han Ye.

From an angle that Bai Lijing couldn't see, Mo Wen looked down at her side face condescendingly, his black eyes were cold, and the smile on his lips was vague, making it impossible to tell whether he was laughing or mocking.

Children's tricks are so easy to use, crying dolls have milk to eat, and showing weakness can make a woman soft-hearted. However, children are also easy to fall out of favor because they are too self-willed and inconsiderate. Showing weakness is an exquisite knowledge, and only a master can do it Do it—he knows how to fully grasp the adult's psychology, knows when to advance and when to retreat, how much to advance will not scare her away, and how much to retreat can give her a little room to breathe, so that he can grab her next time. Get deeper and last longer.

"Cough cough."

The tenderness in the room spread, and the atmosphere between the two was just right, but someone coughed at the door, Bai Lijing withdrew from Mo Wen's embrace, looked towards the source of the sound, and saw Yuan Shan standing there with a teapot in his hand, with an uneasy expression on his face.

She immediately stood up and scolded unceremoniously: "Yuan Shan, where have you been? The eldest son is unattended, what if he falls down?! Call me all the servants from the side courtyard!"

Yuan Shan lowered his head, looking timid, but answered irrelevant questions: "Princess Jing, the Fourth Young Master needs to see you urgently, so let the slaves come to inform you."

"Mo Yu? Why is he looking for me?" Bai Lijing frowned.

"I don't know. The fourth son is waiting for you in the peach grove, please move." Yuan Shan said respectfully.

Bailijing was puzzled, turned around and asked Mo, "I'll come as soon as I go."

Mo Wen nodded calmly, always smiling.

When Baili Jing walked out of the hut, Yuan Shan immediately closed the door, and asked Mo angrily: "Master, this Princess Jing really cannot stay! She is arrogant and arrogant, but as your wife, she does not abide by women's morals." Don't be ashamed to do such stupid things with others in private!"

Mo Wen sat on the bed, didn't speak, only asked with his eyes.

Yuan Shan took a step closer, and said it all through gritted teeth: "Just passing by the garden, I happened to hear Shui Sheng tell the fourth son that he saw Princess Jing sharing the bed with her cousin, and the two were sleeping in the wing of the marshal's mansion. All morning, the clothes were disheveled, and the behavior was intimate, like a husband and wife! The girl Mu Lian next to Princess Jing actually helped the two of them guard the wind, and even threatened Shuisheng not to tell this scandal! Master, is it tolerable or unbearable! What are you doing with such a flamboyant woman!"

(End of this chapter)