"Father, please spare the eldest sister, yesterday's incident The eldest sister was also an accident, a filial piety only wants to honor his father, and he can't think of Sima Lingyun's wolf ambition. When he was in the study, he cried a lot, and Mo Yufeng hurried to the door, and when he came in, he knelt beside Mo Xuemin in a proper manner, and begged bitterly.

Mo Yufeng is Mo Huawen's only son, and he thinks about Mo Xuemin's own brother, thinking that if Mo Xuemin really becomes Sima Lingyun's concubine, Mo Yufeng will never be able to raise his head in front of people in this life, and even his career will be affected.

Now the matter has been opened, everyone knows that Mo Xuemin was almost Sima Lingyun**, fortunately, Mo Xuemin's reaction is also strong, and he invisibly wiped away the legendary private affairs in the palace, and the bad thing is that Mo Xuemin was forced to stay in the Zhenguo Marquis Mansion last night, thinking of the attitude of Mrs. Zhenguo Hou in the morning, she looked like she completely regarded Mo Xuemin as a concubine, and Mo Huawen's chest was sullen and painful.

A person like Sima Lingyun, he can't look down on him no matter what!

Whether it was Mo Xueqiong or Mo Xuemin, he would not let them enter the gate of the Zhenguo Mansion again.

A hint of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the always calm, Mo Fu was not without a chance, the two daughters had belched with Sima Lingyun one after another, and then from all kinds of signs, Sima Lingyun even dared to think about the pupils, and the anger in Mo Huawen's heart rushed up for a while, and at this time, he didn't have the heart to deal with Mo Xuemin's matter anymore.

"Come on, take the eldest lady back to her own courtyard, you are not allowed to come out again without my order, if anyone dares to let her go in private, he will be killed!" Mo Huawen still couldn't get rid of his anger.

The two guards guarding the door came in, saluted Mo Xuemin, and made a gesture of please, no matter how Mo Xuemin is also the eldest lady who has been in the boudoir for a long time, it is impossible to let the foreign man really touch him, the so-called bringing it over, that is, nominally taking care of himself, and he can't come up and drag people like solving a case outside.

Seeing that Mo Huawen didn't mention Sima Lingyun's matter again, Mo Xuemin was secretly happy in her heart, knowing that the matter was done, it didn't matter if she was locked up by her father, and when Sima Lingyun's matter was over, when the wind outside gradually became smaller, she still had a chance, with her flower-like appearance, she didn't believe that You Yuecheng would not be moved.

When she becomes the wife of the prince of You Yue City, she is not afraid of even her father.

made up his mind, this time he didn't cry anymore, the well-behaved and pitiful covered his sleeves and saluted Mo Huawen while crying, his delicate and pitiful appearance was matched with a pale face, he looked aggrieved and sad but sensible and didn't say much, leaving Mo Huawen with a delicate and sad figure, and followed the guards to leave the study with Mo Xiu's hand.

"Father" Mo Yufeng got up and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Mo Huawen coldly waving his hand.

"Go to the study by yourself to read more books, don't run out if you have nothing to do, and after a while, it will be the time of the big exam, and the title of the ten-year cold window is the title of the gold list, don't get involved in some completely unrelated things. ”

"Yes!" Mo Yufeng didn't dare to say anything, so he saluted Mo Huawen and retreated.

"Uncle, uncle. Walking outside the study in a proper manner, I had already seen the personal servant waiting outside waiting there with a nervous face, and when I saw Mo Yufeng coming out, I hurriedly ran over and shouted in a low voice.

Mo Yufeng looked at the back carefully, and saw that there was no movement in the study, so he took the little girl's hand and trotted out, and ran out of Mo Huawen's courtyard, and when he arrived outside the courtyard, he asked urgently: "What did the red-sleeved girl say?"

"Uncle, the red-sleeved girl sent a letter saying that it was Uncle Yuming Yongyu who picked up Uncle Yuming Yongyu tonight, and I can only say sorry to the uncle. The little guy wiped his sweat and said.

Mo Yufeng was stunned for a moment, and instantly his face turned blue and roared: "Why, it's not that whoever gives more entanglements, she is who's tonight, why did she change the hexagram again, this ** ......"

"Uncle, it is said that the jade uncle gave several times more entanglements than we sent, so ......" The little guy's unfinished words did not let Mo Yufeng's anger dissipate, but almost jumped up, thinking of that day Red Sleeves was obviously lying in his arms and said, she was her own tonight, and she didn't expect to change her hexagram early this morning, and her heart was itching with hatred.

That **, she thought about her own good and put her own pigeons, but it was not so cheap!

Thinking of the anger, he had already forgotten Mo Huawen's monitoring, and rushed out with the little guy! Drove out of the door, he wouldn't eat this dumb loss today! Isn't it just a prostitute in a green building, and she really treats herself as a dish.

He rushed out of the door angrily, and Mo Huawen sat in the study for a long time before calming down his anger.

"Master, the second master of the Fuguo Mansion asks to see you. "The next man came to report.

Mo Huawen was stunned for a moment, then relieved, with a faint smile on his face, he nodded and signaled to come in.

Sure enough, he is the senior officer in charge of the criminal department, and his sensitivity over the years is not a little stronger than that of his own Jing Zhaoyin, and he has no clue about what happened yesterday, and he really wants to tell him about some things, the two of them have not interacted in the past, in order to avoid people's eyes, and now that the relationship between the two governments has eased, it is not so obvious to interact again.

Luo Bin sent a New Year's gift to Mo Xuetong on behalf of the old lady Luo of the Fuguo Mansion, so he only talked to Mo Huawen in the study and said that he would leave.

After Luo Bin left, Mo Huawen sat quietly in the study alone for a long time before going to Mo Xuetong's Qingwei Garden.

In Qingwei Garden, Mo Xuetong just got up, pillowing on the cushions, covering her bandaged hands in her sleeves, the people in the room were all henchmen, but she didn't have to worry about someone finding out her abnormality, the injury on her hand was not serious, and she used good medicine, and it was not very painful after recovering overnight, but she must have been frightened, the whole person looked a little haggard, and her almost transparent little face was pale that could not be hidden.

Fortunately, she is still "sick in bed", what happened last night did not spread out, only said that she was sick in the palace, and the two aunts in charge of the house sent someone to ask for warmth early in the morning, and sent some things to replenish the body, the most unexpected thing for Mo Xuetong was that Mo Xueyan and Lan Xinru came over.

"Third sister, as soon as Aunt Lan heard that you were sick, she got up early today and cooked some millet porridge in the kitchen, it smelled really fragrant, I and my grandmother didn't have it yet, I heard that these millets were brought by Aunt Lan from the south, which is more glutinous than here, and the taste is also fragrant, a total of half a bag. Mo Xueyan pointed to Lan Xinru, who was quietly sitting on the side, and said with a smile.

"Miss Lan, thank you so much, but I already ate it when I got up in the morning, and I can't eat it now, so it's better to give it to the second sister, look at the second sister's appearance, I've been hungry for a long time!" Mo Xue's white and tender face was a little pale, and she leaned weakly on the high pillow that was raised.

Because Mo Xueyan and Lan Xinru came in, she put her hand in the quilt, and she couldn't let others know about the injury to her hand, and it was impossible to stretch out her hand to drink porridge in front of the two of them.

"It's a pity that the third sister doesn't eat, do you want to have more? You are not in good health, but you want to eat more, look at Aunt Lan to make porridge for you today, she got up early, and her hands were burned with two bubbles. Mo Xueyan saw that Mo Xueyan had finished eating, her eyes rolled, and she took Lan Xinru's hand and let her see.

Sure enough, there were two obvious burns on the tip of Lan Xinru's tender white index finger.

"Xueyan, this is not a big deal, it's just that I don't burn it a little bit, it's nothing, but the third miss is not in good health, drinking more millet porridge in the morning is good for the body, I wanted to come over early, but I didn't expect to hurt my hand when I did it, or I came late, I didn't catch up with the third lady's breakfast, but it's not bad to be fine after dinner, and it's good to drink some. Lan Xinru struggled to win back her hand from Mo Xueyan's hand, with a gentle and regretful smile on her face, which was very appealing.

I haven't seen each other for two days, and Lan Xinru is getting smarter and smarter!

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard someone outside the door: "Didn't catch up with any meals? Hitomi hasn't had breakfast yet?" It's not too early at this time, don't say that Mo Xuetong didn't get up late today, as far as the general situation is concerned, most people have already finished breakfast at this time.

Hearing the voices outside, Lan Xin got up shyly, saluted Mo Huawen who entered the door, and shouted: "Hello cousin!" This time the call was quite normal, I don't know if it was mentioned by the old lady.

"Why did Miss Lan come to Tong'er so early today?" After Mo Huawen received Mo Xueyan's salute, he politely arched his hand to Lan Xinru, and let Mo Xueyan live and talk, and he came to the big chair in front of Mo Xuetong's bed and sat down, Mo Lan had finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and Mo Yu served tea in an orderly manner.

"I heard that the third miss went to a banquet in the palace last night, and when she came back, she was sick, so she went to the kitchen early in the morning to cook some millet porridge, but she didn't expect that because her hands were hot, she came over late, and the third miss had finished eating.

Open the lid of the food box, and in a large bowl of fine porcelain inlaid with gold flowers, a bowl full of fine rice porridge is opened, and the aroma of fine rice porridge wafts out, which can whet people's appetite.

"It's so fragrant!" Mo Xueyan raised her nose and said delicately, and then said to Mo Huawen: "Uncle, Yan'er wants it too." ”

The two drank and harmonized, so that Mo Huawen couldn't even say what he didn't want to drink, so he had to nod.

He responded here, Lan Xinru diligently served a bowl of porridge for him and put it in front of him, the carefully trimmed fingers were white and slender, and put it on the small bowl of blue celadon, the skin was more and more lined like snow, delicate and delicate, put the bowl in front of Mo Huawen, and replied with a red face and shyness: "Cousin, you can also taste it, if it is not delicious, it will definitely be improved next time." ”

After speaking, I looked back and looked back at the side dishes with porridge in the food box, and I did everything myself, coupled with the half-point spring love in the corners of my eyes and eyebrows, I didn't know that I thought it was my wife preparing food for her husband, and I was so attentive that I couldn't refuse.

Mo Huawen has already eaten, and now he still has something in his heart, how can he have any appetite, raised his eyes and looked at Lan Xinru, the corners of his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, picked up the chopsticks and moved the side dish slightly, then put down the chopsticks, and said to Mo Xuetong: "Tong'er is okay now? Do you want to invite a doctor to take a look, the banquet in the palace ended not too late yesterday, why did you get up early in the morning today." ”

He had already opened his mouth to talk to Mo Xuetong about business, Lan Xinru opened her mouth over there, and she was embarrassed to interrupt, those charming eyes fell on Mo Xuetong's face, and the impatience in her eyes couldn't be hidden.