The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 82
Oh, interesting, really interesting, two people who have no sincerity meet and become husband and wife, is there any more interesting marriage than this in the world?If the two of them change any one of them, they will either die or go crazy. Who can endure such an interesting marriage?

The Xuepo whistle was held in his hand, and it would break if he tried a little harder. Suddenly, there was a gust of wind blowing in his ears. Before Mo Wen opened his eyes, he said, "What's the matter?"

A black shadow hid in the corner, knelt down on one knee and said, "Master, the search has started again, and the scope is larger than before. Perhaps they have already suspected that the master is hiding in Shengjing. I implore the master to leave as soon as possible."

Mo Wen raised his lips, smiling unrulyly: "It's really immortal...Let them continue to search, after searching for three years and still find nothing, the Bai family can still hold their breath, haha..."

"However, if the master's whereabouts are leaked, it will be difficult to leave at that time. The Bai family can make the master unable to go back without any effort." The black shadow worried.

Mo Wen smiled even bigger: "No, if I just die like this, my wife will become a widow, what can she do?"

"..." The black shadow couldn't answer, she was just a woman, even if she was a princess, no matter how beautiful she was, she was still just a woman, when did the master feel compassion?If the master had expressed compassion long ago, why didn't he let the last lady go?
Full of doubts, can not be eliminated, however, can not ask again.

The water was cold, and there was no point in soaking it any longer, and the whistle couldn't fool a fool into breaking the door for him, so Mo Wen got up from the tub, put on his clothes and went out.The door of the bedroom on the side was ajar, obviously the fool was not inside, he heard her footsteps going towards Taolin.

His hair was draped wetly behind his back, soaking his white shirt. When he entered the room, he glanced at the rice paper spread on the desk.

Walking over, picked it up with two fingers, and saw that it was a letter to her master, and she put it down as soon as she started, and said a lot about her situation: "I have been down the mountain for several months, although the smiles and smiles are as good as those on Lutai Mountain. Second, I miss my master very much. Every time we meet in my dreams, my master adds a few more gray hairs, and I feel melancholy. I don’t know if the ears of the master and brother have become much cleaner after Jing Xiaobai and Sister Mulian left? I don’t know if the temple on the mountain Is the incense still at its peak? Jing Xiaobai has found a good match, got married a month ago, but failed..."

Has Jing Xiaobai found a good match?

Mo Wen unconsciously curled the corners of his lips, the letter was so long, the girl's handwriting was not very good, it was barely neat, it was obvious that too little effort had been put into writing and ink, but after reading just a few lines, he felt a little uneasy. Strangely touching——

"Happy face and laughter are the same as those on Lutai Mountain"?
After checking her relationship with her old lover, I found out that five of the ten sentences written in this letter are false.

Fool, fool.

Because it was raining, the sky darkened earlier than usual, and after waiting for a long time, she didn't come back. Suddenly, the door opened from the outside with a "squeak", and Mo Wen immediately looked over, and it was the distant mountain that came in.

Yuan Shan looked around the house before saying: "Master, it's getting late, let's eat. The medicine you want to use has been boiled, drink it while it's hot."

Yuan Shan was glad that Baili Jing was not there, and that no one sent the deadly poison to watch the master drink it all.

Mo Wen got up, passed by the red sandalwood table, but didn't look at the food on it, didn't drink the steaming soup, but took the oiled paper umbrella hanging on the wall, and stepped out of the threshold.

"Master! Where are you going?" Yuan Shan was stunned. It's so late and it's raining again. Is there any place to go?

Mo Wen took an umbrella and walked a few steps away. Looking down from the small slope where the hut is located, there was a wet curtain of rain. In the daytime, the green peach forest was gray and black. The peach blossoms had already bloomed, and the light rain in April was pattering , It was a little cold on the face.

He walked down the small slope, without wearing the rainy clogs, and just stepped on the muddy ground with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and his slender figure entered the misty peach forest. Going to the courtyard, she doesn't want to see anyone, she is standing by the small pond, gaiting, her posture is correct, her figure is steady, she is obviously well-trained.A head of wet long hair was tied behind his head with a turquoise branch, pulled into an irregular and casual bun.

It was raining, and Mo Wen's footsteps were too soft, Bai Lijing never noticed him standing behind him.Mo Wen's feet stopped, he stopped moving forward, and thought inappropriately, if he was her handsome old lover, would his heart tremble when he saw this scene?
He has never had many demands on women, and he has long since given up on those who have vowed to love each other. Even if a woman stabs a hundred holes in her body in front of him, he will not even blink his eyelids.

Fool, love hurts the most, if you are too serious, you will be the one who loses.

He waited in the bedroom for almost an hour. How long has she been in the rain here? Isn't she tired after riding for so long?As hard-hearted as he is, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless. He stepped on the soft wet soil and walked towards her. When she was still five steps away from her, her body moved. Mo Wen thought she had spotted him, so he stopped and waited. She turned her head, and even thought about her words, but unexpectedly, her body softened and she fell headlong into the small pond filled with water.

"Bam—"

Water splashes everywhere.

Unprepared, Mo Wen didn't have time to catch her, the sound of splashing water in the rainy night, and the falling figure who was caught off guard made his heart twitch suddenly.

The water in the pool was not deep, but she fell down without even struggling, and the water surface gradually calmed down, but she kept sinking.

Mo Wen watched for a while, threw away the umbrella, stepped into the waist-deep water, bent down to pick her up from the mud, a sudden anger welled up in his heart: If he wasn't here, if he didn't just come out Looking for her, she was just drowned in the shallow pool water. After a few days, when the body floated up, he didn't need to spend any effort, and once again confirmed the title of "widower".

it is good!Really good!
"Cough, cough, cough..." There was water in her throat, and maybe there was still mud. Bailijing coughed hard, but she didn't want him to hold her. She had never struggled in the mud, and she became stubborn at this moment. The mud was thrown on his body and face, making his freshly washed body filthy.

There was a lotus planted in this pond, the silt was very fat, and the smell was also strong. Mo asked why he had suffered such a crime, and wanted to throw her away, as far away as possible, as far as possible, drowning , Choking to death, what has it to do with him?Maybe she can even fertilize those lotus lotuses, she is also considered a meritorious deed!
She wanted to throw it away but didn't throw it away, hugging her and stepping ashore from the soft mud, her nails pinched his wrist vigorously, pinching harder and harder, saying something vaguely in her mouth.

Mo Wen heard her say several times, "Don't touch me, don't love me..."

(End of this chapter)