The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 94
Feeling soft, Baili Jing walked up to Mo Wen and asked softly, "Where is the distant mountain? Why are you alone? Did you get scared just now?"

Mo Wen was still looking at her, but suddenly lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, buried his head in her hair, and rubbed against her, the strength of his arm was a little strong, as if he was really frightened.

The crowd just now was turbulent, and Bailijing's hairpin was already crumbling, but those scolding voices began to fade away in the hug at this moment.No matter how many gossips there are in this world, there is at least one person who is so dependent on her and needs her.Bai Lijing wrapped her arms around Mo Wen from the cloak, patted his back to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm coming."

It is only natural for a husband to protect his wife. A woman's shoulders are weak, and she should be loved and cared for by a man, but when it comes to their husband and wife, it is completely reversed. The husband's body is weak, and the wife's arms are safe and strong.

The black cloak tied to Mo Wen's body unfolded, completely including Baili Jing. From a distance, it seemed that she had grown in his arms, and the two were connected as one.

Mo Wen seemed to be touched, felt something in his heart, raised his head, and pressed a kiss as soft as a cicada's wing on Bailijing's forehead, before he stopped touching, he moved forward a little further, and did not move for a long time.

The Bodhi Square has a relatively high terrain. Standing under the tall Bodhi tree, you can clearly see this warm scene in the small courtyard inside the corner gate. Some of the crowd went to the Daxiong Hall, and some even looked back. .People believe that what they see is the truth, so they have a new understanding of Bailijing's rushing out just now regardless of her image. How can she not be nervous and impatient when she sees her lover?

Other people's stories belong to others after all, everyone just laughed it off, how could they really pursue it carefully?Only the people in the game can't get away from it all the time.

Situ He hadn't laughed since he heard the whistle just now. He was tall, and he had already seen Mo Wen standing at the corner gate when he crossed the crowd. It can also be clearly distinguished that the sound comes from the whistle made of deep-sea blood amber.

It's just because the whistle sound from Deep Sea Blood Amber's whistle is very different, crisp and clear with a hint of turbidity like a sea breeze whistling, that's why those children surrounded Mo Wen when they heard him blowing the whistle just now.

Thinking of this, Situ He couldn't help staring at Baililuo who was standing beside Han Ye not far away.

The whistle made by Deep Sea Xuepo was originally a pair, carved in the shape of a golden boy and a jade girl. Jing Xiaobai gave him the whistle in the shape of a golden boy. Since then, they often play around in the city and cannot find each other. They will blow the whistle when they are together, and they will never lose each other again.

For several months, he tied the whistle on his wrist majesticly, but he paid attention to it when he moved, for fear of accidentally breaking it.However, it was useless for him to guard against it, and the disaster came to his door.

During that summer palace banquet, His Majesty and Queen’s aunt hadn’t arrived yet, and the courtiers were all waiting. He had nothing to do, so he climbed up the old tree in the imperial garden and caught the noisy bird on the tree for Jing Xiaobai. I see.

Just now when he caught Cicada, he proudly shook Jing Xiaobai under the tree, blew a whistle, and said with a smile: "Jing Xiaobai, look, I caught it! There are still a lot of cicada sloughs on the tree, you Do you want?"

Hearing the cicadas sloughing out, Jing Xiaobai wanted to go up to see it by herself, so she hugged the tree and kicked her legs up to climb to his side. Before she could sit on the safe branch, a black cat sprang out from nowhere. The paw touched Jing Xiaobai's hand, Jing Xiaobai couldn't hold on to the tree branch, and fell down when his foot slipped, but he reached out but only grabbed the corner of her clothes, and her whole body was hanging in the air.

The corner of Xia Ri's thin clothes was torn quickly, and before he could call the guards, he jumped down from a tall tree branch and placed under Jing Xiaobai's head before she fell down. The back of his hand was cut deeply, his leg was broken, and the bloody whistle on his wrist was broken into several pieces.

Afterwards, Baililuo apologized timidly to him with the black cat in his arms. He asked her in front of the courtiers if she kept a cat and locked it up but released it to hurt people. When did such a rule exist in the palace? If you hurt Princess Rongchang today, will you murder His Majesty and Empress tomorrow?This kind of wild cat should be punished!
At the age of 11, it was the first time he hated a girl so much. Ten years later, his impression of Baililuo still hasn't changed at all.

Later, when Jing Xiaobai saw that his whistle was gone, she was not interested in wearing it anymore, so she put it away, so he didn't see him again for many years.Now that this whistle is actually hanging around Mo Wen's neck, a big man is shamelessly playing with these children's things, doesn't that sick man have any sense of shame?

Baililuo seemed to remember the whistle as well. She had been surrounded by people asking for Yuanyuan beans before, but now that the crowd dispersed, she walked slowly to Situ He and said with a smile, "Luo'er, you're being rude. I didn't see Cousin He here, but the sound of the whistle is very familiar, is it possible that sister Jing'er is also there?"

Situ He is different from Bailijing in that he has a more direct personality. He never shows good looks to people he doesn't like, and he doesn't even want to perfunctory him. Besides, Baililuo and Han Ye's couple make him hate him to the bone. Li Luo took the initiative to speak, but his phoenix eyes just glanced at her contemptuously, then moved away without stopping, and said two words in a calm manner: "Bitch."

"You..." Baililuo's eyes turned cold, but he smiled immediately, and said to himself: "If Cousin He's whistle is still there, it can be made into a pair, but unfortunately, it is broken."

Situ He's face was livid, and he took a deep breath, without even looking at her: "I don't hit women, take your husband and get out."

Baililuo's expression was still gentle and generous: "Cousin He has just received such a heavy punishment, but he forgot, and shouted at every turn to fight and kill. It's no wonder that he taught sister Jing'er badly."

Situ He had already raised his hand, but before he touched Baililuo's cheek, he was stopped by a white sleeve. Han Ye's handsome face was neither sad nor happy, and his starry eyes as deep as the sea looked at Situ He calmly.

The skills of the two are not weak, and they can tell when they touch each other. Situ He has endured Han Ye for a long time. Now that he has sent him to the door, how could he spare him and directly attack Han Ye? Xu Shi was eager to protect his wife and would not give in anymore.The two actually fought under the Bodhi tree, frightening the people who came to pray for blessings and offer incense, and fled in all directions.

Situ He wins in strength, Han Ye wins in dexterity, each has its own strengths, after dozens of moves, Mu Lian is in a state of panic, and only sees two figures, one red and one white, wrestling with each other, with gusts of palm wind , The red ribbon on the bodhi tree danced lightly.

"stop!"

Suddenly heard a drink.

Seeing a savior, Mulian stepped forward and grabbed Jing Xiaobai's arm, and said anxiously, "It's fighting! It's fighting! Jing Xiaobai..."

(End of this chapter)