In a trance, two days passed in a blink of an eye.

It is said that today is the day when General Mo and his son Mo Hongfeng return to the dynasty, and Shen Qingyu is the last to know about this Mo Mansion.

Approaching twilight, the evening breeze is gentle.

On the main street of Chang'an, the lights are on, but the excitement is unabated.

General Mo Weiguo made countless contributions to the founding of the country, and in order to ensure the stability of the border people, he even asked the border city to be stationed for five years.

Mo Weiguo can be said to be deeply loved by the people.

With such a meritorious general, the emperor will not slack off.

In order to show importance, Song Haotian, the crown prince of the dynasty, was specially sent to respond.

As soon as Mo Weiguo and Mo Hongfeng entered the city, they merged into the palace with the crown prince Song Haotian.

The large and small wineries on Lin'an Street almost stopped at dusk, and only the Yixing winery at the end of the street was still a scene like a market.

There is an endless stream of people buying alcohol, and the people in the store are busy.

There was an oil lamp in the front hall, and in one corner, a cold-looking woman was casually flipping through the account book, and the woman closed the account book, and a shallow smile appeared on her face: "Uncle Liu has worked hard recently." ”

Liu Shu smiled flatteredly and shook his head.

She poured a cup of tea from her own pot, and said with a warm smile: "The next matter, maybe Uncle Liu will have to work harder. ”

Liu Shu didn't speculate for half a minute, but waited for her next step.

"Tomorrow, you will take a trip to Jingzhou City to find out the market for drinks over there. As she spoke, she unhurriedly put down the cup in her hand.

Liu Shu is not a stupid person, and he understood what she meant at the moment.

"Miss Takami. He couldn't help but smile.

She smiled lightly, and tapped her fingers on the table for a while, her eyes a little deep.

Taking Chang'an as a point and selling wine to various places, Jingzhou City is only the first step.

Sheng Xiaohou was bored wandering around the street, carrying a lot of things in his hands.

I didn't want to walk, but a familiar figure crashed into my eyes.

Who else is not his sick beauty?

Because it was still late, and she learned from Liu Shu's mouth that today was the day when Mo Weiguo returned to the court, she didn't dare to delay, and her mind was on it, so she was a little anxious.

Suddenly, someone behind her gently patted her on the shoulder.

She subconsciously looked back and saw a handsome face with smiling eyebrows and eyes coming into view without warning.

If it's not Sheng Xiaohouye, who else can it be?

She glanced at him and smiled: "What is the noble thing that Xiao Marquis Sheng has?"

"You're going home! He looked at her with a smile on his face, and his tone was right.

She frowned: "The Hou Mansion is not in the west of the city!"

He smiled, smiling a little like a spring breeze: "At this hour, General Mo should have come back from the palace, isn't it true that the master is going to take a look." ”

Yu Guang glanced at the big bag he was carrying in his hand, and with his reverie-inducing words, her face darkened at the moment.

"Mofu family affairs, what are you doing to make a fuss?"

Isn't this going to meet the future father-in-law in advance! He didn't dare to say this sentence, Chi Ning paused, and he laughed twice.

"General Mo is for the country and the people, and the master has been admired for a long time. ”

She glanced at him suspiciously, only to see someone's eyes flickering.

In front of her, Sheng Xiaohou, who bragged without blushing, was weak at the moment, and even his ears were hot.

After a while, she suddenly approached his ear and smiled softly: "Master Sheng, you are blushing." ”

The mint fragrance that belongs to the woman lingers on the tip of the nose, and the warm and smiling tone sprays on the ears with a touch of warmth, which makes people feel the best of their lives.

How dare a sick beauty ...... How dare you tease him............

His breathing became disordered, and his handsome face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, and she couldn't help but see his embarrassment, and he swallowed.

"The master suddenly felt unwell and left first. ”

After a word, he turned and ran.

Looking at the back of the person who fled in a hurry with a large bag and a small bag, she shook her head and couldn't help laughing.

Suddenly, she felt a chill on her back, as if she was being stared at by someone, and she turned around and swept around, but she didn't find anything suspicious.

Could it be that she is overthinking?

Although it is approaching night, the air around is as cold as a cold winter wax moon.

Yun Zheng, who was hiding in the corner, gathered the clothes on his body, glanced at the back of his master who was air-conditioned, and slandered his stomach in every way.

You said that you want to meet people, Miss Nianchu is as upright as Sheng Xiaohou, and the past is not just right?

"Yun Zheng. The voice that was so cold that it could drop ice slag made Yun Zheng shiver.

Yun Zheng responded tremblingly: "The subordinates are here." ”

"Yulu Qiong juice will be sent to the little marquis's house tomorrow. ”

Yun Zheng was stunned for a moment, and asked with courage: "That's not the master......"

Before he finished speaking, he first felt a gloomy light in his eyes compared to the cold pool, and the great sense of oppression made him feel terrified, and he quickly changed his words: "The subordinates obey the order." ”

There was silence for a long time.

Yun Zheng was bold and asked timidly: "Master, do you want to continue to follow Miss Nianchu?"

The coldness that burst out of his eyes shot straight at Yun Zheng behind him, and he said slowly: "Is this son very idle?"

Yun Zheng buried his head a little harder, don't bring this! Haven't you been with people all afternoon?

The whole Mo Mansion is immersed in the joy of Mo Weiguo and Mo returning like the wind.

In front of the wide open house, there is still a small servant who has been waiting for a long time.

When the little girl saw the visitor, she called out a little perfunctorily: Miss.

Quietly taking the contempt on the little girl's face into her eyes, she was not annoyed, but only responded lightly.

If any cat or dog could make her angry, then she would have died of anger.

As soon as the front foot was lifted into the door of the house, the sound of surprise came from the back foot.

"The little one meets the general, the eldest prince. ”

The hand hidden under the wide sleeve tightened a point and looked back.

Mo Weiguo is still the same as he remembers, but his stiff face has been weathered for decades, even if he is wearing regular clothes, the momentum around his body is also majestic, and half a point has not decreased.

Speaking of the troubled times back then, she once fought side by side with General Mo Weiguo for Dayan, and now they meet again, but this situation is unpredictable.

"You...... Are you thinking ...... Nianchu?"

Mo Weiguo looked at the pensive woman in front of him, his hard eyes could not hide his excitement, and his face showed all kinds of joy.

When her thoughts returned, her eyes were slightly red, and she nodded with a smile: "Father...... Father ......"

Why do you cry? Probably the past is looking back in my heart! Mo Weiguo is like a friend of life and death to her.

Mo Weiguo said three good words in a row, and laughed loudly, as a tough guy, as the so-called bleeding without tears, he couldn't help but lose his eyes at this moment.

Fifteen years later, his daughter was finally found, and the hanging stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Ruhong has seen the eldest sister. ”

The cold and hard but warm voice made Shen Qingyu, who was teary-eyed, only look over.

The man who came into view had a resolute face, a straight sword eyebrows flying obliquely, and a sharp black eye revealing a sense of perseverance.

She smiled slightly and nodded, in response to him.

Although this Mo Hongfeng came from Luo's belly, it felt good to her.

She couldn't detect the slightest hostility from him, and she could even feel that his eldest sister was not as hypocritical as Mo Qingning's.