After the New Year, it was the Shangyuan Festival in a blink of an eye, and Xiao Peng Li came to the Mohe Garden early in the morning with paper and bamboo sticks, shouting at Peng Mo to make lanterns for him.

Peng Mo took the paper and looked left and right, and under Xiao Pengli's expectant eyes, she said apologetically: "This... My aunt doesn't know how to make lanterns. "If she said that she might be okay to cut a window grille, this lantern has never been done.

"Huh?" Xiao Pengli blinked and asked, "There are still things that my aunt won't do?"

Peng Mo smiled bitterly, this kid sees her too powerful, right?

"That's it, my aunt will draw a pattern on the lantern paper for you, and then you will go to the third uncle to do the lantern, okay?" Seeing Peng Li nodding like pounding garlic, Peng Mo smiled, rubbed his head, picked up the paper and came to the table.

Peng Li followed, lying on tiptoe on the edge of the table: "What does my aunt want to draw?"

Peng Mo smiled and asked, "What does Li'er like?"

Peng Li's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Can you draw any aunt you like?"

"Pretty much. "It's just some small animals or weapons, and it won't stump her.

Peng Li was even more happy when he heard this, and said happily: "Then I want His Royal Highness King Chen!"

"Uh... Peng Mo was surprised for a moment, and asked with a helpless smile: "What do you say you want?"

Peng Li thought that Peng Mo didn't hear clearly, turned the desk and leaned on Peng Mo, and said clearly: "His Royal Highness King Chen, my aunt will draw His Royal Highness King Chen for me." ”

"I.... "She hasn't painted Jin Xiuchen yet? Thinking about his bewitching face and peach blossom eyes, she doesn't feel that her face is red, he should look good when he draws it, right?

Peng Li looked at Peng Mo in a daze, shook her arm, blinked and asked, "Auntie can't draw it?"

"That's... His Royal Highness King Chen is a prince and has a noble status, how can he casually draw on lantern paper?" Seeing the child's face loosen, she hurriedly continued: "Besides, if you go out with a lantern with His Royal Highness King Chen, what will happen if you are seen?"

Peng Li thought about it for a while with a small face, and then nodded and said, "It's Li'er who thinks too simply." "King Chen can't be desecrated, how can he paint on a lantern for everyone to see?

Peng Mo breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his little head, and said with a smile: "Good, is it okay for that aunt to draw a bow and crossbow sword?"

"Hmm. Peng Li nodded, although he really wanted the portrait of King Chen, but these weapons also sounded very good, if you walked around the street with a lantern, how majestic!

Peng Mo found the smallest brush from the pen stand, dipped in ink, and the smooth lines of the pen were printed on the paper, and all kinds of weapons were drawn vividly.

Peng Li was fascinated and couldn't stop clapping.

My aunt is really good in everything, and in the whole world, only His Royal Highness King Chen can be worthy of my aunt!

Before the painting was finished, Peng Hao came, understood Peng Li's appeal, and quickly finished the lantern skeleton.

Now just waiting for the lantern paper, the probe glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Your crossbow is well drawn." ”

"The third brother's skeleton is also well done. Peng Mo put away the pen, looked at the finished skeleton, and couldn't help but praise: "I look better than selling lanterns." ”

Peng Hao shook his head and smiled, what kind of compliment is this? Can he still go to steal business with the lantern seller?

Peng Li hugged Peng Hao's legs, raised his little face and asked, "Third uncle, can you paste the lantern now?"

"Wait, the third uncle will be ready in a while. Peng Hao picked up the person and put it on the chair, took the prepared paste, scissors, etc., and worked hard.

In the evening, Jin Roujia handed over a post, saying that she invited Peng Hao and Peng Mo to go to the Lantern Festival together.

Peng Hao didn't expect the queen to let Jin Roujia out of the palace, and he was overjoyed.

Peng Mo naturally wouldn't go, so Peng Hao was alone after the appointment.

Peng Li carried the newly made lantern and shouted that he was going too, how dare Peng Zhan and Zhou let him disturb the two who had finally met? In the end, he had to take his son with him.

The Wang family was reluctant to go out, and Peng Mo was too lazy to move, so the two sisters-in-law nested in the house to drink tea and chat.

Wang pushed the dim sum in the box to Peng Mo's hand: "This is the dim sum that Cai Ling bought at Yipinzhai today, can you taste it?"

"Is there a new variety in their house?" Peng Mo looked at the fresh-looking dim sum, pinched a piece and took a bite, and nodded: "Yes, sweet but not greasy." ”

Wang hesitated for a while and asked, "I heard that King Chen took that side concubine to the banquet early in the morning?"

Peng Mo took a sip of tea and nodded, "Well, I heard about it too." ”

Wang's face was a little ugly, but Peng Mo still didn't show it, just held her hand and comforted: "Don't take it to heart, when you become a relative in the future, you will naturally have feelings, and King Chen will not ignore you." ”

Only the three elder brothers in the mansion knew about the bureau she set up with Jin Xiuchen, and the two sisters-in-law did not know about it. ”

"Just don't think about it. Wang saw that her expression did not seem to be fake, so he put his heart at ease.

Speaking of relationship problems, Peng Mo chuckled, tilted his head at Wang's and teased: "The second brother has been away from Beijing for a while, can the second sister-in-law miss the second brother?"

Wang's face turned red, and he glared at Peng Mo before he said in a low voice: "Why don't you want to? There was a lot of worry in the words.

Thinking of the hardships at the border pass and the chaos in Nanyan Kingdom, Peng Mo frowned slightly: "No matter what, I believe that the second brother can be calmed." ”

Wang's eyes were slightly red, but the corners of his mouth shook, and he nodded: "I believe it too." ”

Seeing that the sky was darkening, she took the dim sum wrapped by the Wang family and got up and went back to the Mohe Garden.

Sitting on the chaise longue and reading a book, she suddenly remembered that Peng Liyang was painting Jin Xiuchen with her, pursed her lips and smiled, got up and went to the desk, unfolded a piece of paper, took out a brush, and imagined him in her mind, she put down the pen.

Jin Xiuchen came to Mohe Garden with a glass lantern, and the courtyard was quiet, and there was not a single maid in sight.

It must be Peng Mo who released everyone out of the house to play!

Walking a few steps closer to the outside of the room, he looked at the silhouette cast on the window, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew, this girl is practicing calligraphy?

Thinking about quietly pushing open the door, looking at the person behind the desk, he coughed lightly, and when he saw someone looking over, he smiled and asked, "Does the county lord need a lantern?"

Peng Mo's eyes widened in surprise, looked at the lantern in his hand, stepped forward to take it happily, and said with a smile: "What a beautiful marquee." Then he looked at him and asked, "Why do you have time to come here?" and bring such a beautiful lamp?"

"Other people's women have them, how can I be without you. As he spoke, he leaned over and smiled, "You should give me a reward, right?"

Peng Mo glanced at him, turned around and left with the lantern, but was grabbed by the arm, a dark shadow fell quickly, and then his lips softened.

I heard him laugh and say, "If you don't reward me, I can only support myself." ”

Peng Mo was amused and angry: "For the sake of you bringing such a beautiful lantern, I won't be like you." ”

"Thank you for the princess's grace. As he spoke, he took a few steps to the desk and asked, "Are you practicing calligraphy?"

Peng Mo was startled, hurriedly stepped forward a few steps, blocked in front of him, and said with a red face: "I'm practicing calligraphy, I can't write well, you are not allowed to read it!"

Jin Xiuchen looked at her and said suspiciously, "Really?"

Listening to the deliberately elongated tone, Peng Mo's face became more and more red, but he still nodded and said, "Of course, how could I lie to you?"

Jin Xiuchen walked a few steps, then quickly turned around to avoid her push, came to the desk, looked at the portrait drawn on the desktop paper, and smiled more and more.

It turned out to be drawing him!

As soon as Peng Mo saw it, he was busy grabbing the portrait, but he took it in his hand first.

"I'm all yours, why do you want to paint?"

Peng Mo's face was hot, so he stepped forward to grab it: "You give it to me, it's not you who I painted!"

"Isn't it? I look very much like me? look at the eyes, the nose, the mouth, the tsk, even the clothes are exactly like mine. Jin Xiuchen held the portrait high, and even if she jumped up, she couldn't catch it.

"Scoundrel, you give it back to me. Peng Mo grabbed his shoulders and stretched out his arms to reach him.

Jin Xiuchen's eyes narrowed, and he wrapped his hand around her waist without holding the portrait, and pressed it fiercely in his arms: "What do you call me?"

Peng Mo tried his best but couldn't break free of his arm, and shouted angrily: "I'm right, you will bully me." ”

"That's not how bullying works. Jin Xiuchen put the portrait in his hand on the high bookshelf, picked up Peng Mo and asked her to sit on the table, stood opposite her, stared down at her eyes, and said with a smile: "I'll teach you what bullying is." When the words fell, the warm hot lips fell.

His tongue slid into her mouth dexterously, and his fingers gently brushed her cheeks, as if with the temperature of a prairie fire, and she was scorching.

Her nose was filled with his breath, and she gradually became addicted to it, and her arm unconsciously climbed up to his shoulder, responding to his eager kiss.

After a long time, the two of them had exhausted all their oxygen, and he let go of her, put it against her forehead, gasped and asked, "Is it me who drew it?"

Peng Mo breathed greedily, listening to his question, his brain buzzing: "No... Not.... Before he could finish speaking, he kissed it again, this time it was different, the heat was mixed with a little violence, her lips were bitten a little painfully, she frowned slightly, and snorted.

Releasing her, he asked again, "Is it me who drew it?"

If she answered no, would he still want to kiss again?

Jin Xiuchen pursed her lips and smiled, rubbing her red lips with her fingertips, and a deep voice lingered in her ears: "Good, the painting is very good, I like it very much." ”

Peng Mo'er was about to burn, and he lowered his head and secretly scolded himself, what is it called? That's what she coaxed!

In the blink of an eye in April, the battle between King Jin and King Ning in the court was like fire and water, and the war between Concubine Hui and Concubine Shu in the harem did not show weakness, and in Chengqian Palace, the queen's health gradually improved, but it did not mention the matter of recovering the power of the harem, and even King Zhe became more and more silent.

On the border of Nanyan, the situation is tense, and the newly ascended King Zhuang is extremely ambitious, and there is a hidden violation of Dayong.

Finally, in mid-June, there was a rush at the border.

General Xiaocai of the Southern Yan Kingdom led 100,000 troops to press the border.

Dayong and Nanyan are at war!