When Zhou Xiao heard the word "**", his heart tingled, and he said, "Don't say that!" As he spoke, he turned to one side, buried Qingchen's head in his arms, and said, "Sleep well, don't think about anything, there is this king, don't be afraid." ”

Qingchen tried hard to break free from his embrace, and was very indignant in his heart, did he want her to sleep well: "If you don't let go of me, how can I sleep peacefully tonight?" ”

"You and I have been on the battlefield, so there is no need to stick to this subsection." As he spoke, the hand around Qingchen tightened again, without the slightest intention of letting go. Let her sleep alone on this cold winter night, he feels distressed to think about it.

"My husband's bones are not cold, you are so light on me, haven't you heard the sentence ** right and wrong in front of the door?" Qingchen tried his best, but he still couldn't break free of his powerful arm.

"Whoever dares to say a word of right and wrong, I will immediately put him to death. Besides, if King Mo had a spirit in the sky, he would definitely not oppose this king's approach. ”

An Qingchen was extremely angry, and when she opened her mouth, she bit Zhou Xiao's exposed arm fiercely, she An Qingchen was a human being in two lives, and it was rare for her to be so angry, did this ancient man be as annoying as Zhou Xiao?

Zhou Xiao suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, but he only frowned slightly, and without even blinking his eyes, Qingchen gritted his teeth and had to give up. Zhou Xiao had a bright red tooth mark on his arm.

Seeing that Qingchen was relieved, Zhou Xiao's idle voice came from above his head: "If you want to bite, bite it, it's rare that you want to be so close to this king." ”

Qingchen snorted coldly, and buried his head in anger and pretended to sleep. Seeing this, Zhou Xiao began to introduce the ancient funeral system in detail to An Qingchen, listening to a series of cumbersome rules slowly coming out of Zhou Xiao's mouth, Qingchen actually fell asleep in the arms of a "strange" man.

Feeling An Qingchen's gradually steady breathing, Zhou Xiao opened his eyes, reached out and stroked her jade-like sleeping face, listening to his faster and faster heartbeat, he couldn't help but sigh......

When An Qingchen fell asleep, Zhou Xiao quietly got up, climbed out of the west wall, and returned to King Yong's Mansion for nearly five watches. As soon as Zhou Xiao returned to the palace, the whole palace was busy, some people served snacks, some people brought tea, and some people waited for a change of clothes......

What puzzles Xiao Anzi the most is that the prince is bathing today, and he actually wants cold water, you say that in this winter, bathing in cold water, isn't this deliberately looking for trouble for yourself? Helpless, the family is the prince, Xiao Anzi had to shake his head and order someone to carry the cold water into the room.

Zhou Xiao had been soaking in cold water for an hour, but he still couldn't extinguish the raging flame in his heart, An Qingchen's flirtatious, people's sleeping posture still appeared in front of him from time to time, and the breath of Rulan that she exhaled to his chest......

Thinking of this, Zhou Xiao scooped up another spoonful of cold water and poured it over his head.

If An Qingchen in his sleep knew that he was being said to be flirting with such a serious sleeping position, I don't know how he would feel.

When Qingchen opened her eyes, the sky had just dawned, today was the day of Mo Xuanran's funeral, she still had a lot to do, she got up, called Xiao Tao, and rushed to Mowang's Mansion after a simple freshening up.

The old housekeeper was taking out the thousand-year-old Xuanbing in Mo Xuanran's coffin, Qingchen caressed the coffin, and when he saw Mo Xuanran's lifelike face, he couldn't help but feel sad, she shouldn't be sad, she was just a person watching the drama in this inexplicable dynasty, but she actually felt that she had become an actor at this moment.

The old housekeeper experienced the death of another generation of masters, as if he was ten years old, he saw Qingchen, took out a letter from his sleeve tremblingly, and said: "Miss An, this is the letter that the prince handed over to the old slave before leaving, and the letter explained that if anything happens to him on this trip, every qiē of the palace will be in charge of the young lady." Qingchen was shocked, Mo Xuanran had already put life and death aside on this expedition, so why did he promise her that he would definitely come back!

The old housekeeper took out a large set of keys and said: "This is the key to the treasury of the palace, the properties of the palace are all over Kyoto, and there are people in charge everywhere, the old slave will slowly take the young lady to know, and the general account book is in the treasury, and the old slave will take the young lady to see it after the funeral of the prince." ”

An Qingchen hesitated: "Old housekeeper, how can I be a little woman who can afford such a big property as Mowangfu?" The old butler might as well find someone else. ”

When the old housekeeper heard this, he hurriedly said: "The three generations of Mofu have no relatives and no relatives in Beijing, if the young lady does not accept it, then the old slave ...... The old slave had no choice but to die in front of the little master's spirit and follow the master! ”

Qingchen grabbed the Mo butler who was about to hit Mo Xuanran's coffin, and said: "I accept, I accept, the old housekeeper, please take care of your body, you still want to take me to familiarize yourself with the Mo family's industry, but there can't be any mistakes." ”

Steward Mo knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Thank you Miss An, the old slave will do his best to assist Miss and keep the Mo family's property." ”

Qingchen picked up the old housekeeper and said, "Okay, let's keep the Mo family's property together!" She glanced at Mo Xuanran in the coffin again, and said secretly in her heart: Don't worry, I will definitely keep your Mo family's property.

The subordinate covered Mo Xuanran's coffin and said, "Miss, housekeeper, it's almost time." ”

An Qingchen and the old housekeeper held the coffin and stepped out of the gate of Mowang's Mansion. On the street after the snow, there was a white everywhere, and the door was already full of people to see them off, headed by Zhou Xiao and Zhou Yun, followed by civil and military officials, and then the royal honor guard.

Walking in the dust, I only felt that this year's winter was particularly cold.

On the way back to the house, the little girl from Mofu hurriedly came, saw Qingchen, and hurriedly said softly: "Miss, Miss Xiaocui's stomach pain is unbearable, and she may be about to give birth." ”

Qingchen was shocked, this child came at this time, could it really be a gift from God to Mowangfu. She took a step back, approached Zhou Xiao, and lowered her voice: "Xiaocui is about to give birth, how to deal with it?" ”

Zhou Xiao leaned close to Qingchen's ear and said, "Go to the mother and keep the son." ”

"No way!" Qingchen blurted out without even thinking about it, the concept of right and wrong in the twenty-first century was deeply ingrained in her mind, and she couldn't accept such a cruel method at all.

"If you don't go at this time, you will stay in trouble." Zhou Xiao grew up in the palace since he was a child, and he is used to seeing you live and die in the palace, and in his concept, the life of an ordinary woman is worthless.

"When his child grows up, he will know that his biological mother was murdered, and he will definitely avenge her."

"He will only know that his biological mother died in childbirth, and his mother did die in childbirth." Zhou Xiao said calmly.

"I disagree!" Qingchen knew that Zhou Xiao's approach could be done once and for all and never suffer in the future, but she couldn't do it.

Zhou Xiao glanced at An Qingchen deeply, the evil An in the eyes of the world is actually such a soft-hearted person, whether it is the misunderstanding of the world, or she hides it too well, or he woke her up with a whip, causing her to change her temperament. Come to think of it, she did wake up from a coma before judging the two of them.

An Qingchen followed the little maid and walked briskly, full of expectations for a new life, I don't know if the fetus in Xiaocui's womb is male or female, will it be like Mo Xuanran or more like Xiaocui......

As soon as she approached the west wing where Xiaocui was being held, she heard a loud baby crying, and then there was a midwife, and the maid ran out and said, "It's born, it's born, it's a big fat boy!" ”