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In the study with a faint musk scent, there is a slight coolness due to a few thin sheets of ice placed in the corner, which makes people's backs chill. Updates are the fastest and most stable

Mo Qingge stood there with low eyebrows, the shadow at her feet was stretched obliquely, and the light clothes couldn't stop the cold emitted by the thin ice, just a moment of effort, she felt that her palms were soaked with wet cold sweat.

Mo Changhe's leisurely hands were folded and put together in his chin, and there was an ink cartridge in front of his bookcase, which was open, revealing the shape of the ink pill wrapped in bright yellow fine silk, the ink pill was flat and long, with a slight warp at both ends, and a depression in the middle, like a flat boat.

The whole ink body is a light dark red, touched, the tentacles are slightly cool, whether it is skill or ink quality, it can be the best ink.

Mo Changhe lowered his hand, bent his fingers and tapped the edge of the ink cartridge, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "So, this is the ink pill you made according to the ancient recipe?" ”

Mo Qingge's face was covered with shadows, and he couldn't see her expression clearly, so he could only hear her answer in a low voice, "Back to my father, yes." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Mo Changhe's lips became deeper and deeper, "Oh? ”

He stretched out the tail note, with an indescribable meaning, "As the ancient saying goes, you need to use snow and blood to moisten it for seven days, and the ink pill can be completed. ”

It seems that he had expected Mo Changhe to ask such a question, Mo Qingge raised his head slightly, and his eyebrows were reserved with everyone's beautiful eyes, "The daughter doesn't dare to hide it from her father, it is the king of Xiaoyao who admires his daughter, and heard that his daughter needs ice and snow, in order to please his daughter, he brought it back from the extreme north." ”

Mo Changhe twisted the square ink pill with two fingers, like the slight coolness of his hand is comfortable, he rubbed his fingertips, felt the delicacy of the ink, and liked this ink pill more and more.

"In this way, the King of Joy has a heart." Mo Changhe is lukewarm.

Mo Qingge stretched out his hand and pulled the fine hair on his sideburns, revealing a beautiful side face, "My daughter told King Xiaoyao that her daughter will not marry someone from the royal family in this life, but King Xiaoyao will ...... him."

As she spoke, she lifted the hem of her skirt and knelt down with her back straight, "The daughter keeps in mind her father's past teachings, King Xiaoyao is the prince after all, and the daughter has no other way to do many things, and I hope that my father will forgive me, and after that, my daughter will try to avoid him as much as possible." ”

For fear of being blamed by Mo Changhe, Mo Qingge made a preemptive move, she still remembered that Mo Changhe was strongly opposed to her dealings with King Xiaoyao before, so she would take the lead in showing an attitude of last resort.

Mo Changhe put the ink pill back into the ink cartridge, he closed the ink cartridge slowly, and then raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Qingge, "Get up, girl's family, it's not good to kneel out of the old skin." ”

Unaware of the slightest anger in these words, Mo Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, father." ”

With that, she got up.

Mo Changhe looked at her with burning eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said, "You are the last to hand over the ancient formula ink pill, but you are also the best one, so you can see that my Mo family's daughter is not bad in terms of talent or skills." ”

Speaking of this, he paused and continued, "Since I come, I am the head of the Mo family, there is no difference between men and women, the rules set by the ancestors, but all the bloodline of the Mo family, as long as the talent is excellent, the skills are exquisite, and the virtuous can be the patriarch." ”

"Now, among the juniors of the Mo family, your brother's talent is the most, but it's a pity that ......" Mo Changhe sighed, his elegant face was hidden in the shadows, and the shadows were full of shadows, "You have been taken care of by your mother and grandmother since you were a child, and many skills are also taught by them, I originally thought that you were a girl's family, and I didn't like such things as ink-making, so I didn't arrange a special ink-making master to teach you, your mother once said in front of me, you are talented, I saw that you are more bothered about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so I put out and asked what you mean......"

"Now that I saw this ink pill you made, I changed my mind," Mo Changhe sat up straight, with solemnity on his face, "Mo Qingge, as the eldest daughter of the Mo family, are you willing to become the heir to the next patriarch of the Mo family?" ”

Mo Qingge suppressed the ecstasy in her heart, but her face was calm and waveless, as soon as Mo Changhe's voice fell, she opened her mouth and wanted to answer.

Unexpectedly, Mo Changhe waved his hand to stop her, "You think about answering me first." ”

"For the elders of the Mo family, marriage, you have to obey the arrangements of the clan, you must not have anything to do with the people in the royal family, in the affairs of the imperial court, it is taboo to talk and cling, this is the fundamental bottom line that our Mo family can exist for more than two hundred years," Mo Changhe had an obvious smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with complicated interest, "You and King Xiaoyao, you can't have the slightest personal relationship, even Yue Qingbo, when the clan does not agree to the in-law relationship, you and him, it is not allowed." ”

Qiu Shui's pupils widened, and Mo Qingge's beautiful face had a look of surprise, and she said in a daze, "Then father, you and mother ......"

Mo Changhe pursed his lips, the mockery on his lips was even stronger, he glanced at Mo Qingge, and asked meaningfully, "What do you think?" ”

The speculation brought by these words made Mo Qingge's heart tremble, she almost couldn't believe it, almost everyone in the entire Dajing thought that her mother and father were a good story of a beautiful woman who met for the first time and then fell in love, but this will, her father told her that everything is not like that, and what may be brewing behind this beauty is the means of a family.

Mo Changhe took in Mo Qingge's expression, he smiled faintly, and put his hand on the edge of the bookcase casually, "If you have gained, then you must lose." ”

Mo Qingge's heart only struggled for a moment, and soon, she made up her mind, looking up at Mo Changhe with a firm gaze

Authentic, "Back to my father, Qingge is willing to take on the responsibility of the family!" ”

Her voice was loud and loud, with a decisive and sonorous coldness, and everyone could see great determination in her face.

Mo Changhe looked at her with deep eyes, his elegant eyebrows were like a bottomless stagnant water in the shadows of different shades, "That's it......"

"Then, you are the heir to the next patriarch of the Mo family." He lightly said the decision that made Mo Qingge ecstatic.

Mo Qingge, who could have been calm, heard this dream word, and immediately the emotions that emerged from the bottom of her heart could no longer be suppressed, and the ambition on her face was wanton, she quickly lowered her head, so as not to be spoken by Mo Changhe, and adjusted her mood for a while before she whispered, "My daughter should work harder in the future and not let her father down." ”

Mo Changhe nodded expressionlessly, he looked at her carefully for a long time, and then chuckled lightly and said, "Speaking of which, the daughter of the separated family who has a deep relationship with your sister, I also sent the formula, I thought she could make it, but last time I stopped by to take a look, I didn't want to see the ink pill at all, I think about it, before she was able to make the kind of ink pill that attracts butterflies, there is another opportunity, if you are the patriarch in the future, for this kind of Mo family with unique skills, you should win it over, so that the Mo family can continue to prosper." ”

Mo Qingge's heart froze, she didn't even think about the clue that Mo Changhe had never seen ink pills in Mo Changhe's words, she was only immersed in Mo Changhe talking about Gu Fei, the kind of appreciation that couldn't be concealed, the jealousy in her chest was like a crazy weed, entangled in her heart, every breath was full of the viciousness that she wanted Gu Fei to die immediately, especially when she entered Mo Changhe's eyes.

"My daughter wrote it down," she blessed her body and replied obediently, "Since the last time my father mentioned it, my daughter has gone to Sister Afei's side a lot, but my sister used to be stubborn, and my daughter felt that she had to be slowly reformed to make her return to the Mo family." ”

Mo Changhe said with approval, "If you have an idea, you can handle it yourself, you don't need to return everything, and in the future, if you are the patriarch, you still have to take care of the affairs of the clan." ”

Speaking of this, he frowned and thought about it, and unconsciously twisted his beautiful beard with his hand, "In this way, the matter of buying ink materials in the clan was handled by your fourth uncle before, so you can go and see how your fourth uncle handles it, and learn more." ”

Mo Qingge's heart has calmed down, even if this large piece of fat falls on her head, she can still keep her face unchanged, only with a light smile on the corner of her mouth as always, her eyes are half-lowered, and she should be well-behaved.

She didn't see the dim interest that flashed in Mo Changhe's eyes, and he waved his hand, "Go out, there is still something to do for my father." ”

"Daughter's retirement," Mo Qing sang, she raised her eyes and smiled softly as she left, "and ask my father to pay more attention to his body." ”

Mo Changhe also smiled, many times, he was willing to maintain a situation of filial piety between a father and daughter, seeing Mo Qingge disappear in the study, the smile on his lips turned cold, and then he snorted coldly.

He opened the ink cartridge again, took out the flat boat-shaped ink pill inside, and stroked his fingertips from head to tail, his eyes showing a burning light of surprise, and became brighter and brighter like a star.

"The water of the blood plum is infiltrated, if it is freshly picked blood plum, the effect is the best, but at this time, it is only like this, it is really a little flaw in the ointment," he seemed to be talking to himself, and occasionally his face brought out a little fanaticism, "If it is really my Mo family genius, I think back then, I also thought about the ancient recipe for two days and two nights before I saw through the doorway......"

"Old slave, congratulations to the patriarch, congratulations to the patriarch." Qiu Lao, who had been guarding outside the door, turned in, and the smile on his face couldn't be hidden.

"The old slave remembers that the patriarch made that ink pill back then, but he didn't eat or drink for a few days and nights, which frightened the old patriarch." Recalling the past, Qiu Lao also joked.

As soon as Mo Changhe heard the three words of the old patriarch, his happy mind disappeared in an instant, he put the ink pill back into the ink cartridge, and muttered for a moment before saying, "I'm afraid that she will be like me in the future, I wish the Mo family ......was overturned."

Old Qiu frowned, "Not necessarily, the patriarch is not dedicated to the Mo family now." ”

Mo Changhe's eyes flashed, and he squinted at Qiu Lao, "Qiu Lao, are you really for the Mo family?" If I were for the Mo family, I wouldn't even pursue Mo Geyi's death, let alone be sad. ”

"That's because ......" Qiu Lao immediately wanted to excuse Mo Changhe.

Mo Changhe waved his hand, his eyebrows were tired, he reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, "Let's go down, it's always the bait, and when the big fish is panicking, it's time to close the net." ”

Qiu Lao was blessed, he looked at Mo Changhe several times without saying anything, and saw that his whole person was in the shadows, and he stretched out his hand in a thick darkness, just like he had never had a happy heart.

He sighed and retreated. rs

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