Chapter 159

Now the two families are about to publicize the fact that they married Mo xueqiong as their flat wife, but because Sima Lingyun's eldest son's wife has not been selected, for fear of affecting Sima Lingyun's selection of the main wife, this can't be spread, but mohuawen knows it in his mind.

The two governments reached an agreement in private. It was lively to come and go on weekdays. Many governments in the capital knew about it. The incident of Mo xueqiong and Mei Lin had long been deliberately covered up, leaving only the sudden situation on the day of the fire. Many people also envy Sima Lingyun's Yanfu, and even married Jing Zhaoyin's daughter as your concubine.

If Mo xueqiong repents of marriage, the most humiliating thing is the Marquis of the town!

Even a concubine's room is not fair, and the Duke's house in the town doesn't have to marry the main wife anymore!

It was conveyed by a maid of Mo mansion.

Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo didn't want to pay attention to it. Later, she thought something was wrong and hurried to call Sima Lingyun back. There was no mistress in the Mo house. She was a dignified Mrs. Hou and went to visit those concubines. The only man in the Hou house of Zhenguo was Sima Lingyun. He had to come to see what happened in the Mo house and why such words came out.

"You'll change your clothes and have a rest first. It's not so easy for Mo Fu to think of quitting relatives. Now everyone in the capital knows. What can miss Mo Si do even if she makes trouble again?" Looking at her son's dusty appearance, Mrs. Hou of Zhenguo was very unhappy with Mo xueqiong before she met. The new year's Eve didn't let people stop. If it wasn't for her father's sake, she would like to go to the door and withdraw the marriage by herself.

"It's all right, mother. I'll go to Mo mansion after I change my clothes. Lord Mo told me last time to let me have a look if I'm free." Sima Lingyun restrained his anger and comforted his mother.

Mo xueqiong is the least outstanding of the three women in the Mohist family. Sima Lingyun never thought of her. Unexpectedly, she had to welcome her into the door in the end, and her mother wanted her to be a flat wife. Sima Lingyun was already on fire in her stomach, so she was coaxed by Yun Yiqiu to go to the south of the Yangtze River. She also had the mentality of being out of sight and out of mind.

Unexpectedly, in this way, she still makes trouble. It's hard not to come true that she wants to be her own main room. She really dares to think! If you can, why don't you marry Mo Xuemin? At least she's more beautiful, more gentle and more amorous than her. Where can you get her the most humble common woman.

"That's OK. After making it clear to Lord Mo, come back early. My mother has prepared your favorite Lily chicken for you. It has been boiling on the fire for three hours." My son is sensible, knows how to advance and retreat, and knows how to be reasonable. The Marquis of the town is very pleased. It's also because I'm more dissatisfied with Mo xueqiong. It's hard for my son to go so fast in winter. How can I not hate it!

Sima Lingyun respectfully returned to his mother and returned to his house. He had already prepared hot water in the house, bathed and changed his clothes. He hurriedly took four-color gifts into the door of the ink house. Since the ink house spread this word, he really didn't dare to neglect it.

Only when he entered the gate of Mo mansion, he was picked up by Mo embroidery.

The leisurely and elegant sound of the piano comes from the pavilion on the rockery, sometimes like a soothing flowing spring, drenched with drizzle and whispering circuitously; Sometimes it falls on the jade plate like a pearl, and the gorgeous place gradually overflows like a tide, filling and misty, like the noble clouds in the sky, with a sense of distance.

The sound of "Ding" suddenly stopped!

The slender white fingers fell quietly on the dark strings.

"How's it going?" Gentle and elegant sound, like piano sound, mellow and charming.

"Childe, there is neither the government of the Ming Dynasty nor the government of the Ping Dynasty. People have seen all the study rooms of the two governments, even the small study of their wives, but there is nothing the childe wants." A man knelt on one knee in front of Bai Yihao and reported back.

On banxiang's head, Bai Yihao asked quietly and elegantly, "go and have a look at the married daughters of the two houses. I heard that it's pretty. It may be unknowingly mixed in the dowry of the married daughter."

"Yes, what about the Fuguo government and the Dingguo government?"

"Wait a minute. Don't worry. If something happens to the four prefectures, it's not just us!" Bai Yihao's handsome face is as beautiful as jade, with a smile like the bright moon, a strong pick of his slender fingers, a clatter of the strings, and his eyes as pure as ice and snow.

He is not the only one who knows that thing. He didn't do it because of the wrangling under mutual restraint. Now he is the first to move his hand, and others will be confused. Now no one knows where the thing is. I'm afraid the people of the four prefectures don't know. Each prefecture once married so many daughters, and now no one can tell, Who the hell has that thing.

Everyone feels like a blind man with his own ability!

He wouldn't have started first, but it's too late! Some people can't wait! Then he can fish in troubled waters. Anyway, everyone is looking for it. If he doesn't look for it, it's doubtful.

A faint smile blooms in the corners of his mouth, just like the sunshine in March. It is comfortable and comfortable. The first touch of sunshine in the morning falls on his head, setting off his dark eyes. It is pure and warm. It is as beautiful as a fairy. It can capture people's soul with just a casual breath.

Such a quiet and handsome young man is left to the world and independent. He only happens to find that there is a deep loneliness under such gentle eyes. Although those eyes have always been full of elegant smile, this smile is far away, like clouds covering the mountain, and ordinary people can never get close to it.

"Here we just mix them up and stir up the water. There's no need to take care of things there now. Let them develop freely. In the state of Qin, I can make them more confident and bold. It's good to take a look at the weather and do warm-up exercises." Bai Yihao picked up the string with his fingers and said slowly.

"Yes, childe!" Dark guard understands.

Yan state's affairs these days can't be described by the word "action". They fight openly and secretly and are ready to break out. It seems that their childe doesn't know that those people have won his throne. He is interested in watching a good play. Why don't the bodyguard retreat in a cold sweat! Fortunately, the longer I stay with you, the deeper I admire you. If you don't participate now, you must have his meaning! They just have to follow the childe to the death.

Behind you, the piano sound is distant and noble like the moon!

In addition to Bai Yihao playing the piano, Mo Xuetong is also playing, but she is very upset. She is far from being compared with Bai Yihao, not to say how poor her skills are. In her previous life, Mo Xuetong was confined at home alone, accompanied by the sound of the piano. Later, she married Sima Lingyun. Most of the time, she kept an empty room alone and turned over the piano score left by her mother when she was free, so she worked with her piano skills, Well done.

But today she can't calm down.

My fingers rubbed a piece of fiddly on the piano, and the sound like water was wrong!

"Miss, Miss LAN just sent someone to bring some fresh fruit. The maid has just washed it. Do you want some?" Mo ye came in with a plate of watery fruit. It's not easy to see such watery fruit this season, especially in the north of the capital, where the atmosphere is cold.

Mo Xuetong didn't lift his hand. He stretched out his hand to adjust the strings and said faintly, "I don't like to eat. You've got a few points!"

"Miss, Miss Lan's heart, maids and maidservants dare not cross the distance. It is said that there are not many fruits, so we sent a basin here. The old lady, the eldest miss and the fourth miss each have a basin, and the others don't even have two aunts." Mo Ye smiled gently and politely put the fruit basin on the tea table in front of Mo Xuetong.

The two slender willow eyebrows of Mo Xue Tong wrinkled invisibly. He didn't look at the fruit basin, but he didn't want to adjust the strings. He just felt upset. He didn't have any intention to play the strings under his hand. Playing the piano is the most nourishing. If there are any troubles on weekdays, his heart will calm down as long as he plays the piano, but he can't calm down today.

He pressed his hand on the string twice, and his eyes fell on the fresh fruit. He said coldly, "take away the fruit. If you want to eat it, you can eat it. If you don't want to throw it away!"

"Ink leaves should be removed first. Miss has a bad stomach. Eating these in winter should be separated from your stomach. Don't eat fresh food and hurt your stomach." Mo LAN looked at Mo Xue's eyes and hurriedly came over to tell Mo Feng Dao.

Seeing that what Moran said was reasonable, Mo Ye quickly withdrew the fruit basin. She didn't know the physical condition of Mo Xuetong until she came here. Then she remembered that her young lady was weak and might really be separated from her stomach.

Mo Yu came in from the outside, holding a large food box. Before entering the door, he shouted cold, and his hands were frozen, Moran smiled and took the food box from her hand and joked, "can't you add vegetables today? Why is such a large box, which is not usually packed with nanmu? Today's bamboo is also really interesting. It's big and light, and it doesn't weigh much. How can you be so cold and heavy!"

"That Miss LAN is a capable person. Seeing that our previous food box is too bulky and doesn't contain much, sometimes we have to take two to add vegetables. It's really inconvenient. She sent such a food box to all our rooms. It's really beautiful, convenient and easy to use." Mo Yu took over the stove handed over by Mo Feng and smiled as he warmed his hands.

Why is it lanxinru's thing again? Moxuetong frowned slightly. Since Miss LAN came in, she kept making friends with each room. Seeing Moyu's reaction, she knew that the effect was good. A girl who had never been out of the cabinet acted skillfully like a young housewife. Moxuetong suddenly felt that her anxiety and tension were ridiculous.

This is the difference between big girls and little Jasper. Little Jasper has more people to contact since childhood. Although she is enthusiastic about people, she has less magnanimous and calm performance. In particular, the saying that big girls are not allowed to appear in public at leisure has much lower requirements for little Jasper.

Lan Xin is an unmarried young lady. She is actually not old-fashioned with the Mo mansion. She should have kept the style of being a young lady when she lived in. When the people in the mansion invited her out to meet people, instead of such a seemingly enthusiastic and methodical way, she lost her integrity. Such a character was suppressed by her in her last life and kept her position as a wife, but had nothing to do with her, Mo Xuetong doesn't know how stupid he is. He can't even fight such a person.

Xu Shi's previous life, LAN Xinru was under so much pressure that she felt depressed when she thought of LAN Xinru. It was not pleasant to see the fruit sent by LAN Xinru. This would make the bamboo food box more invisible from her heart. She always felt that LAN Xinru was like a big stone on her heart.

Such a woman can live so well between Mo Xuemin and Sima Lingyun. She must be difficult to deal with. She is not afraid that she will become Sima Lingyun's outer room, but worried about her father. Lan Xin is bound to meet her father often if she lives in the yard. In the past, her mother was still ill, and her father naturally didn't care about her, but now?

Lan Xin is so cheeky that she will definitely try her best to get her father to marry her. In addition, there are old ladies behind her. Even if her father disagrees for a while, they also have thousands of reasons for her father to support. Is this the reason why they are so upset? The last life is the shadow left by the last life!

Leaning against Mo Xuetong and thinking silently, he was not LAN Xinru in his last life. Mo Xuemin was too smart. He was too stupid. He was blinded by emotion. He thought aunt Fang's mother and daughter were good and Sima Lingyun liked her, so he walked into the abyss step by step!

Now after rational analysis of LAN Xinru, I found that the opponent was not too strong, but I was too stupid.

Now I look at the food box and think of my previous life. When I suddenly see the light, I feel a lot of emotion.

"What's the matter with you, miss? Are you not feeling well? Would you like to see a doctor?" Mo Feng had felt that something was wrong with today's young lady. He was always skeptical about Mo Lan's explanation just now. At this time, he saw a faint bitter smile on Mo Xue's lips. He really couldn't help but ask with curiosity.

"Nothing. I just want to see what to eat today. Have we prepared a particularly delicious dish, Miss LAN?" Put down the knot, Mo Xuetong stood up from the piano table, leaned over to see the dishes placed on the table by Mo Yu, and joked with a smile.