The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 51 Keeping Her Warm (1)
Perfect yourself?

How to save your life without arousing suspicion?
After thinking for a while, the bowl of medicine had run out, Bai Lijing put the empty bowl on the high table, and wiped Mo Wen's mouth.Yuan Shan happened to come in with dinner, his expression froze, and he said after a while: "Young Master, let's eat."

Mo Wen wrote on Bailijing's palm: "Are you hungry? Let's eat together. I just don't know if the food suits your appetite."

Smelling the aroma of barley porridge, Baili Jing felt even more hungry. While lifting the brocade quilt, she helped Mo Wen get out of bed, and said with a smile: "It smells delicious."

When she saw the three side dishes and a bowl of rice porridge on the table, she tilted her head and looked up at Mo and asked, "It's very light, when I was with..."

Suddenly he stopped talking, just supported Mo Wen to the chair and sat down, took the coat from Yuan Shan's hand and draped it over Mo Wen's shoulders.

The smile on her face froze obviously. Although she still maintained a slight smile, she pressed her lips even tighter. Mo Wen kept watching her, and after she put on his coat, he held her down on his With the hand on his shoulder, Baili Jing stopped by his side, and the two of them were very close.

Mo Wen signed to Yuan Shan with one hand, Yuan Shan nodded repeatedly, glanced at Baili Jing, and hurriedly said: "Yes, Yuan Shan is going to serve porridge for Princess Jing."

With that said, he turned around and backed out.

Only then did Mo Wen turn his face to Bai Lijing, she was standing, he was sitting, he looked up at her from an angle, and after a slight smile, he wrote: "I've always been used to blandness, if you don't feel comfortable It's delicious, tell Yuan Shan, and let them make it for you in the future."

When he said "in the future", he seemed to be ready to live with her. This man had no fights or demands, and his years were as plain as water, day after day.

Bailijing shook her mind a little. Yuanshan had already returned with rice porridge, and she put the bowl and chopsticks in front of Bailijing with a slight twinkle in her eyes: "Princess Jing, your porridge."

Bailijing smiled at Yuanshan, and was about to eat, but Mo Wen stopped her. Under Bailijing's doubts, Mo Wen smiled calmly, blew his porridge cold and pushed it to her. Took her bowl.

Throwing peaches in return for plums, she was kind to him, Mo Wen remembered, Bai Lijing held a smooth spoon, scooped a spoonful of rice porridge into his mouth, it was a bit sweet...

The end is different.

Mo Wen's thoughtfulness is different from Han Ye's... after all.

The rice porridge made by Han Ye is also very light in taste, and he rarely puts sundries such as red beans and lotus seeds into it. Most of them are sour plums and green plums. Anything he gave her before was in line with her wishes.

What happened a month ago caused her mother to force her to eat red bean porridge day after day. Even after marrying into the prime minister's mansion, Mu Lian never forgot her mother's instructions and diligently helped her to make up for it.But she didn't tell the queen mother and Mu Lian that a person who doesn't like sweets will get tired and nauseous if he eats too much sweet food.

No matter how much she pretends to be nonchalant and continues to swallow, it still can't change the fact that Mo Wen is not Han Ye, even if he is her husband, the closest person in her name, even if Mo Wen is thousands of times better than she imagined. A hundred times, he will never be able to replace Han Ye.

Ever since Mo Wen changed Bailijing's rice porridge, Yuan Shan has been standing aside awkwardly, trying to speak up several times, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "My lord, this... this porridge is hot, Yuan Shan will make it for you Bring it back when it’s cold.”

Mo Wen ate very slowly, took a long time to scoop up a sip, and drank it slowly, his eyes drooped slightly, unable to see clearly his emotions and anger. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids and stared at the distant mountains, ignored him, and just said "" Get out" gesture, very obvious expulsion.

Yuan Shan's brows were about to knit together, he gave Baili Jing a very forbearing look, and reluctantly backed out.

A light is on in the not-so-big room. The two couples sit around the table and eat a light and simple dinner. The husband brings vegetables for his wife from time to time. The spring night is silent, and the breeze blows in from the window, wrapping the late spring peach blossoms breath.

No one is disturbed by intrusions, and there are no trivial matters. Although the atmosphere is quiet, it does not feel lonely. This is the warmth that has never been experienced in the past 20 years.The most glorious pinnacle is bound to be accompanied by endless killings and plots, and the most comfortable moment is actually a bargain picked up by mistake, which shows how absurd the world is.

Mo Wen raised his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.

After both of them had finished eating, Yuan Shan came in and removed the bowls and chopsticks, brought them hot water to wash them, and asked hesitantly, "Princess Jing, do you want to share the bed with the eldest son tonight?"

Mo Wen was soaking his feet in hot water, when he heard Yuan Shan's question, his quiet black eyes also looked at Bai Lijing, with some vague anticipation.

"No." Bai Lijing shook her head and rejected without hesitation, and quickly explained: "I don't sleep well, I'm afraid I will disturb the eldest son to rest, so I just need to sleep on the floor."

Yuan Shan finally felt relieved, smiled courteously and said, "Yes! This servant will go and prepare your bedding right now."

The water in the wooden basin was too boiling, and Mo Wen's two scripts were only placed on the edge of the basin. After listening to the conversation between the two of them, he suddenly lowered his feet into the basin, and the boiling water suddenly felt like thorns. It was pierced, and he was so hot that he closed his eyes.

Yuan Shan quickly prepared the floor, and it was a foot away from Mo Wen's bed. In order to avoid suspicion, Yuan Shan tidied up everything and left early.

The night was getting darker, Mo Wen was already lying on the bed, and the curtain had been drawn down, but he felt a black shadow covering the curtain, getting closer and closer, and sure enough, the curtain was gently lifted by a slender hand, Li Jing sat on the head of his bed.

She was only wearing a middle coat, her hair was untied during the day, and the black silk was scattered behind her head like black silk.It's hard to imagine that at the age of 16, she can possess such an amazing beauty. Even though she has clear noodles in clear soup without any makeup and no gorgeous accessories on her body, her peerless appearance and perfect figure still make people's hearts flutter.

The children of the Baili family of the Daxing royal family have uneven appearances, only the princess Jing, born of the empress of the main palace, is unparalleled in the world, and it has to be said that God treats her quite preferentially.

Mo Wen thought what was wrong with her, and asked with his eyes.

Bai Lijing held down his body that was about to sit up, stuffed something cold into his palm, and said softly: "You take this whistle, if you want to drink water and think about the night, blow it, I will I'll get up when I hear it. Good night."

After she finished speaking, she backed out, closed the curtain again for him, and then blew out the lamp.

The room suddenly darkened.

Mo Wen raised his hand, and with the help of a little light, he saw the thing in the palm of his hand shining with lustrous light, the color was gorgeous, like fresh blood.

Mo Wen's night vision ability is strong, no matter how dark the surrounding light is, he can still see clearly——

(End of this chapter)