The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 75
The chicken leg that was half of that person had already saturated Situ He, and the chicken really deserved to die. Three people divided one leg, one ate the skin, the other the meat, and the other gnawed the bones.Situ He let out a breath, Li Shu, a bastard, watched his jokes with heart.

He held back his anger, and calmly gave Jing Xiaobai some food: "Eat more, I've lost weight recently, so make up for it."

Situ He knew what Bailijing liked, and the dishes she picked up were all her favorites. Bailijing asked Mo Wen, "What else do you want to eat?"

Mo Wen shook his head, and wrote in her palm: "Eat more, don't worry about me."

He kept smiling while writing, like an old friend, and didn't need her to take care of him. Bai Lijing didn't feel any pressure from Mo Wen's behavior, and she hadn't had a good meal for a long time. Bibo Pavilion's food was as usual It suits her appetite, and she immediately relaxes and eats.

As expected of the two people who grew up together, their movements when eating are very similar, and when they are satisfied with the meal, they roll up their sleeves and don't care about anything.A strange light flashed across Mo Wen's quiet black eyes, and Li Shu had long been used to it, drinking his own wine contentedly.

When Bailijing was full and put down her chopsticks, Situ He frowned and said, "Come here."

Bai Lijing turned her head to look at him, while Situ He wiped off the grease on her lips with a handkerchief.

Li Shu saw a pink crabapple flower embroidered on the veil, and teased, "Hey! General He! Which girl gave this veil? Could it be from Lianer, the oiran of Bibo Pavilion?"

After hearing this, Bai Lijing looked at Situ He without blinking. Situ He suddenly panicked, looked at her, then stared at Li Shu, stammering: "Nonsense! This handkerchief... is... is... ..."

It was rare for Situ He to be so embarrassed, Bai Lijing took a closer look, pulled the corner of the handkerchief in his hand to look at it, and said angrily: "This handkerchief is mine! What kind of oiran of Bibo Pavilion, Li Shu, what can you say? Spit out some decent bones?"

As she said so, she poured another bowl of soup for Mo Wen, without any shyness on her face, as if it was a matter of course that her handkerchief was in He's place.

Situ He couldn't calm down, and followed her words and explained: "Yes, Jing Xiaobai's, it was left at my place last time."

Li Shu couldn't help laughing, leaned close to Situ He's ear and whispered: "Even if Jing Xiaobai lost it to you, you don't have to carry it in your pocket every day, right? Otherwise, why do you want to take it so coincidentally?"

Situ He's face turned red immediately, fortunately his skin was dark, so he couldn't tell, his phoenix eyes flashed with anger, and he kicked towards the stool under Li Shu again, this time Li Shu stood up wisely this time Kan dodged his feet.

Li Shu moved the chair a little farther, sat down and said with a smile: "Even if this handkerchief belongs to Jing Xiaobai, it's not shameful for you, General He, to have fun? I'll wait for your injury tomorrow." Alright, my brother will take you for a stroll. In the backyard of Bibo Pavilion, from the girl on the left side to the young lady on the right side, everyone is fresh and watery. I’m sure there is something you like! If you don’t like it, you can try it with your brother. Try, maybe brother is your dish!"

Situ He was so angry that he almost unloaded him, Jing Xiaobai quickly picked up a piece of chicken leg and stuffed it, blocking Li Shu's non-stop nagging bottomless pit, humming: "Li Shu, don't lead He to death! What's the fun behind this Bibo Pavilion? He won't like the girls here!"

Situ He's anger subsided in an instant, only to hear Jing Xiaobai ask again: "He, do you have a girl you like? If so, let the queen mother propose marriage for you."

The anger subsided and immediately rose again, it was more than just anger, it was almost suffocated, Situ He's phoenix eyes looked at Jing Xiaobai who was close at hand, opened his mouth, and just about to make a sound, Mo Wen suddenly muffled He coughed loudly.

Bai Lijing immediately withdrew her gaze from Situ He, and looked towards Mo Wen. Mo Wen's left hand was half clenched into a fist against his lips. He coughed a few times and frowned slightly, as if he was not very comfortable. .

Baili Jing stroked Shang Mo Wen's back, helped him to calm down, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Wen grasped the hand she extended and clenched it tightly, his movements were full of dependence, and he wrote: "It's okay, it's a little cold."

Today is a cloudy day, although it is already noon, but unfortunately there is no sun, but there is a cool wind blowing in through the window, it is a bit cold, Bai Lijing immediately got up and said: "I will go to the carriage to get you a cloak."

Mo Wen nodded with a smile, and squeezed her hand as an answer.

The way of dialogue between the two of them is very wonderful, one person is talking and the other is silent, but the body movements are very rich, the eyebrows are very gentle, and it does not give people any feeling that they cannot communicate.

After Bai Lijing left, there were only three men left at the table.

Clutching Bailijing's handkerchief in his hand, Situ He gave Mo Wen a hard look.

Mo Wen still maintained a harmless smile, polite and friendly, and seemed completely unaware of his hostility.He even got up and made a special cup of tea for Situ He and Li Shu.

Situ He naturally didn't appreciate it, and pushed the teacup aside, but Li Shu picked it up indifferently, took a sip with a smile, squinted his small eyes and said without words: "Well, we are all relatives, all Jing Xiaobai's relatives, let's be gentle, huh?"

Bailijing walked out of the private room, and when she was about to reach the stairs, Han Ye just pushed the door out, and the two almost bumped into each other.They were too close, and there were only the two of them in the narrow corridor. The noise downstairs made the upstairs quieter.

The same place, the same stairs, a few months ago, she took his arm up and down the stairs, yelling like the owner of the place, pointing out to Han Ye where the carvings are the most exquisite, which accordion has the best view, Which dish is a well-deserved signature... A few months later, when she saw Han Ye again, she was left with a momentary depression and a whole shell of being at a loss.

Bai Lijing's hands tightened the red-painted guardrail on the corridor, and she involuntarily took two steps back, keeping a distance of more than ten feet away from Han Ye.

Of course Han Ye also saw her, but he only paused with his hand on the door, and then he closed half of the door calmly.If she didn't leave, he left first, and went down the stairs first, his steps were steady, and he still didn't say hello to her.

Bailijing withdrew her hand on the guardrail, clenched it slowly, and followed behind him step by step with her head down, watching Han Ye's white back step by step, her steady steps on the wooden floor. There was a familiar sound on the stairs.

Han Ye's pace is always faster than hers, but this time, he didn't stop to wait for her, but left her far behind. Soon, his figure turned around the corner of the stairs, leaving only her empty echoes. The sound of footsteps, and then even the sound of those footsteps faded away bit by bit...

There were too many guests coming and going in Bibo Pavilion, Baili Jing stood outside the door, forgetting what she was here for, until someone called her from behind: "Jing Xiaobai!"

(End of this chapter)