Chapter 148: Questioning

The taste of the food in the mouth is the same as chewing wax, and there is a faint astringency in the eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

She stalked her throat slightly, swallowed the food in her mouth, and then raised her eyes, but saw that even Yan Wei looked at her worriedly.

But who is Shen Qing, how could she allow others to see through her little awkwardness, she quickly cleaned up her expression and laughed out loud, "Yan Wei little master thinks I'm good-looking?" ā€

After speaking, he touched his face in a matter-of-fact manner.

Yan Wei's face suddenly turned red, and he naturally didn't dare to answer, so he hurriedly lowered his head and picked up the rice.

Jingkong watched his disciple being teased with amusement, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

King Zhao is a rare infatuated person, I hope they don't miss it again.

When Shen Qing came to the courtyard, he was still sitting there, Ningcheng was in a hurry, during this period, few people still had leisure and leisure, yes, there were only two people in the courtyard, Lian Mo and Shen Qing.

She sat across from him and poured herself a cup of tea.

Lian Mo raised his eyes to look at her, "I underestimated you, even the monk." ā€

Apparently he heard the two of them talking in the doorway.

"Uh....", interrupted by him, and the words he had prepared before instantly didn't know how to speak.

"What do you want to say?"

Shen Qing was locked by his cold gaze, and he regretted it a little.

"Laile, be objective about your meal."

The shopkeeper with a baby-faced face served the meal with a signature smile, and when he saw the extra Shen Qing, he couldn't help asking, "Do you want to add another pair of chopsticks?" ā€

Shen Qing smiled and declined, but looking at Lian Mo, her fair and slender fingers gracefully took the chopsticks, "Miss Shen, even if she has anything to say, she has to wait for someone to eat, right?" ā€

She squinted and smiled, her red lips slightly opened, and she took a sip of tea.

Lian Mo's eating appearance is extremely elegant, a chopstick and a chopstick are extremely elegant, slowly sent into the mouth, and then chewed carefully, without making a sound, looking at his expression, it is very pleasant, as if he is tasting the best delicacies in the world.

The sleeves embroidered with silver trim on a white background are flowing smoothly, showing the grace and luxury of the royal family vividly and unhurriedly. She thought, given her a lifetime, I'm afraid she won't be able to reach such a level.

However, this meal, Lian Mo ate for two full hours, from noon until the sun went west.

Xiangcha rinsed her mouth, cleaned her face with a white scarf, and then raised her eyes and looked at the woman whose face was already a little blue.

"It's only been two hours, so can't wait?"

She gritted her teeth and smiled slowly, "I've always had bad patience. ā€

Lian Mo shook his head, "Sure enough, it's a ruthless woman." I'll wait for you for three years, and you have to put on a face in exchange for your meal..."

ā€œ......ā€

There was a cold wind blowing in his ears, and his hair dancing in the wind was messily hit on his face.

She looked sideways at the man who was running with her in his arms, his side face was still cold, but the palm of his hand around her waist was hot.

But in a quarter of an hour, Lian Mo let go of her.

On the bank of the large river, three feet wide, behind him was an endless meadow, and the red sun hid behind the steep slope on the other side of the river, revealing half of his face shyly.

The golden-red light sprinkled sporadically on the surface of the river, coating a large area of the river with a layer of flowing golden rays.

Shen Qing secretly praised in his heart, such a beautiful place is really suitable...... Love.

As soon as he landed, Lian Mo decisively withdrew his hand, and there was a distance between the two.

"Where have you been all these years?"

"Outside the plug."

He laughed to himself: "No wonder.... If it weren't for the master's message, wouldn't you be coming back? ā€

Shen Qing looked at him, her side face was brightened by the golden light, but the gloom in her eyes couldn't be hidden, and her heart softened: "Fengcheng is also my homeland, and I will naturally come back." ā€

He didn't smile: "What about me?" Shen Qing, even if it's a question before leaving, you don't bother to give it to me? ā€

She was so pierced by his sharp gaze that she could barely open her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she involuntarily bit her lower lip, "You hate me now?" ā€

He leaned over, his gaze parallel to hers, and looked her straight into the eyes, "What do you say?" What if it were you? ā€

She wanted to laugh, but it was difficult, if it was her, I am afraid that she would have lost all her thoughts a long time ago.

There was pain in her chest spreading, and as her heart beated, the pain spread in wisps, and her fingertips were a little cold, and she subconsciously curled her fingers: "I'm sorry." ā€

She said: "Three years ago, it was me who was wrong, I didn't trust you enough, and I wasn't brave enough. If you hate me, hate it, and I know that we can't go back to the past no matter what. ā€

For the first time, Lian Mo knew the itchy taste of hating a person, and in the red lips as gorgeous as the petals of a blooming flower, the words that spit out stabbed into his heart like a knife, and blood flowed everywhere.

"You know what, don't use your self-righteousness to judge me, think that everyone is as ruthless as you?"

She was speechless by his roar, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and looked at him inexplicably.

Since he hated her, what was wrong with her words? If you want to renew your relationship with her, it's not like this, it looks like you're going to swallow her alive.

Lian Mo's lips are pale, the coldness on the tips of his eyebrows is very obvious, and the ink pupils that are as deep as a cold pool are bubbling with a ghostly light, at this time, love and hate, where is there still a clear difference.

Being stared at by this gaze, Shen Qing couldn't help but feel excited.

Lian Mo's hands tightened, and then he suddenly raised it.

Shen Qing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly took a few steps back, standing in the distance, looking at him as if he was facing a great enemy.

Lian Mo's face darkened, and the palm held in the air was extremely embarrassed, she thought he was going to beat her?

Shen Qing knew that he had misunderstood when he looked at his face, but his dodging seemed to really annoy him, and now looking at him, Sen Leng looked like he was about to shoot a hole in her.

Thinking of today's many troubles, perhaps because the mood is too chaotic, and it seems that it is not suitable to deal with these thorny problems, saying that it is not right, but it will cause the man's hatred to be deeper, and he immediately made a decision in his heart, turned around and carried the light work to the extreme, and ran in the direction of the inn.

Lian Mo's face was already black like the bottom of a pot at this time, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the faint sound of grinding your teeth.

"Shen Qing, you, okay..... It's so nice......"

Shen Qing tossed and turned all night, only slept for more than an hour when the sky was just dawning, got up and freshened up, and Jingkong and Yanwei had been waiting in the courtyard for a while.

The three of them hired a carriage, and Shen Qing was about to climb up, but Jingkong quietly pulled her and motioned her to look behind her. The man in the moon-white silk brocade robe was standing in front of the door, and the jade tree was in the wind, looking at her, smiling very coldly.

Her head buzzed wide.

"Do you want to ask the prince to join us?"

It was words that spoke, but before Shen Qing could answer, the man in white walked straight towards the carriage, and when he passed by Shen Qing, the corners of his eyes slanted, and then he got into the carriage.

Shen Qing twitched the corners of his mouth and helped the clear space into the carriage, but he didn't want to go in anymore.

simply sat outside the carriage, drove the carriage with the coachman, and drove towards the Jiang family.

After passing through most of Ningcheng, it was almost noon before the carriage stopped firmly at the gate of Jiangfu. The Jiang family is worthy of being the martial arts league of the world, and the white-walled and green-tiled building directly spans two blocks, which is half larger than the Prime Minister's Mansion of the Shen Qing family, and the momentum is not bad at all. (To be continued.) )