Shu Qing's heart trembled, and the impatient gaze that Mo Wengu had when he looked at him during the day appeared in his mind. I don't know if it's sour or heavy loss that wells up on the tip of my nose.

But she always knew that King Qing didn't like herself, she had to hurry up to marry him, it was her father who went to the palace to ask the emperor for the emperor's holy decree, and asked the emperor to marry her, everything was her own fault, and she should have expected what kind of scene it would be like to marry King Qing, disgusted, disgusted, impatient, and even, eager to kill her......

It's her fault, it's wrong from the beginning!

Shu Qing wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, tried his best to get up from the bed with a flat face, cleaned himself up again, and stood at the door to greet Mo Wengu.

Summer has passed, the night of early autumn has brought a touch of coolness, the oncoming night wind blows Mo Wengu's embroidered robe in the water and dances in the wind, but it dyes Mo Wengu's face with a soft wind.

Shu Qing stood in the room, looking at him with lowered eyes, looking at this handsome man, this is her husband, the person she should have been with all her life. But now this man treats her as a mustard grass.

Mo Wengu walked to the front of the room and saw Shu Qing standing by the door, wearing only a shirt, no grease powder on his face, plain face, long black hair hanging down, but he didn't have the usual greasy feeling, and he didn't even know if it was his illusion, he even felt that Shu Qing's face seemed to have become a little thinner, and the eyebrows and eyes looked a little weird and pleasing to the eye.

Of course, only a little. He could have taken this as his own hallucination.

When Mo Wengu walked into the room, he didn't talk to Shu Qing first, but looked at Shu Qing's room first, and found that the furnishings in Shu Qing's room were quite elegant, which he had never found before.

Turning his eyes around the room, Mo Wengu looked at Shu Qing again, his face was very unfamiliar and kind: "It's dark, has the princess ever gone to bed?" ”

Shu Qing looked at him in surprise: "The concubine was planning to fall asleep, and when she heard that the prince was coming, she wanted to get up to greet her." ”

The implication of this is that he is blaming him for disturbing her rest? Mo Wen said: "This king just came to see the princess." ”

The surprise in Shu Qing's eyes became more and more obvious, and he didn't answer again. Just looked at him quietly.

Mo Wengu suddenly didn't dare to look directly at Shu Qing's gaze, he looked away: "By the way, there is one more thing, but it needs to be the princess." After a pause, his voice softened for two minutes, "In a few days it will be the birthday of the Marquis of Guo, and the lady of the middle row of the capital will be invited to the banquet of the Marquis of Guogong's mansion." ”

Shu Qing looked at Mo Wengu's repeated abnormal attitude towards him, and he already understood two points in his heart, and said quietly on his face: "So Lord Wang, do you plan to let me go, or, don't let me go?" ”

Mo Wengu looked at the candle flame jumping in the room: "Since the princess is pregnant, I am afraid that it is not suitable to attend such an occasion." ”

Shu Qing smiled: "The concubine understands. ”

But Mo Wengu felt that the smile on Shu Qing's face was quite dazzling, as if it was mocking and with a touch of sarcasm. Suddenly there was a wave of disgust in his heart, and Mo Wen Gu Leng Liang threw down the sentence 'Princess, rest early' and hurried out of Gu Lanyuan.

Shu Qing looked at Mo Wengu's back as he walked away, finally shook his head, and turned around and went back to the bed.

*

Four days later, Qingwangfu really received a birthday invitation from the Marquis of Guogong's Mansion. I want Shu Qing and Mo Wengu to go over together on the first day of August. It's the day after tomorrow.

It's just that King Qing personally ran for this party, and asked her not to go to this birthday, so he naturally wouldn't mix it again, so as not to make Mo Wengu unhappy in vain. But Shu Qing thinks very well, but the reality is always complicated.

On this day at the end of July, Shu Qing was walking and exercising in the courtyard, but a greeting post suddenly came from the front yard, saying that Chen Xi'er, the young lady of Chen Hua's family, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, invited her to go to Qingming House to eat tea and listen to the play at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Shu Qing looked at the person who paid the money on the prayer post, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time. Because of her obese appearance, she was always talked about by the nobles of the whole capital, resulting in her having few friends, except for a playmate Lin Ziyue who was a child, she can be said to have no friends......

This Chen Xier, she took a photo at the palace banquet of the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. is a hearty and beautiful woman, and her gaze towards Shu Qing is also relatively gentle, and there is no disdain in the eyes of other women. But even so, it's just a little friend with her, how could she suddenly send a message to ask herself to have tea together.

Shu Qing was puzzled. I held this prayer card until noon, and I was reluctant to put it down. Instead, I went to explain to Xuehuan and asked her to prepare for the afternoon outing.

That's what it means to go to an appointment. Xuehuan knew in his heart, so he retreated and arranged.

When it was time to arrive, Shu Qing went out on time and arrived at the Qingming Building.

As promised, I went to the No. 1 private room on the third floor of Qingming Building, pushed the door, but saw that there were two people sitting at the round table in the room, a man and a woman.

The man is holding a big folding fan in his hand, and his eyebrows and eyes look improper, it is Lin Ziyue; The woman is wearing a water-red wide-sleeved skirt and a girl's hanging bun, which is delicate and combing, very hearty, and it is Chen Xi'er who took a photo at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet last year.

When the two saw Shu Qing coming, they both stood up. Chen Xi'er smiled, and two pear vortices appeared on her face, which were extremely delicate. She first greeted Shu Qing with a smile, and then walked to Shu Qing's side, took Shu Qing's hand, and asked her to sit next to Lin Ziyue.

Shu Qing looked at Lin Ziyue: "Which one is this playing?" ”

Lin Ziyue's expression was a little serious, and she glanced at Chen Xi'er, and then said slowly: "Xi'er is willing to help me today, and finally asked you out." ”

Chen Xi'er said: "Serious matters matter. Lin Gongzi is now a Dali Temple, and he should really work hard to solve the case. Xi'er went out for a while and went to the Zuihualou next door to buy some special snacks. After saying that, he glanced at Lin Ziyue shyly and timidly, and then withdrew from the door.

Shu Qing looked at the back of Chen Xi'er leaving, and then at Lin Ziyue, thoughtful. couldn't help but quip: "Miss Chen is delicate and sweet." He is also very sensible. Otherwise, why bother to do the things of the people here. It's not about giving us time to speak alone. He laughed, "Your name is outside, but Miss Chen is still willing to approach you, which is really good." ”

Lin Ziyue was faint, as if he hadn't heard Shu Qing's words, he took a sip of the silver needle on the table, and then said: "A few days ago, I took people to Erli to search more than eight times. His eyes sharpened, "Sure enough, I made some discoveries." ”

Shu Qing smiled and said, "I want to hear about it." ”

Lin Ziyue looked at Shu Qing: "Liu blows smoke, I'm afraid it's nine deaths." ”