Chapter 67: The Emperor's Visit
"People are not windy, they are young people, and they are also windy and ghostly under the peony flowers." Qi Yu ignored Mu Chenmo's rhetoric and dragged him into the carriage.
pressed Mu Chenmo to the seat and leaned into his ear: "If I suddenly change my ways, I'm afraid my life will not be long." ”
After listening to Qi Yu's words, Mu Chenmo's heart froze, he lowered his head and was silent, and Qi Yu sat down beside Mu Chenmo.
There was a trace of seclusion in the narrow carriage, and the incense slowly soaked into the nose, and Qi Yu's heart beat wildly, and the tips of the nose and the palms of the hands slowly oozed sweat.
I wanted to tease a few words, but I found that my tongue was hard and nervous and I couldn't say a word, just like a hairy boy who couldn't wait to look at his sweetheart silently and grin silently when he was overwhelmed by his nervousness.
Mu Chenmo, who was immersed in his thoughts, didn't notice the difference in Qi Yu at all, and kept thinking about what Qi Yu said just now, why when he heard him say that his life would not be long, his heart tingled and even felt a little out of breath.
The carriage braked suddenly, and the defenseless Mu Chenmo's body was about to kiss the car board because of inertia, but he was hugged by a pair of powerful hands.
With a force in his hand, he pulled Mu Chenmo into his arms: "It's okay, but it's hurt?" ”
After speaking, Mu Chenmo, who was about to check the provocation, was ashamed and annoyed, and slapped his palm on the back of his hand: "Hurry up and let go of me." ”
Qi Yu, who was only worried about Mu Chenmo, realized how ambiguous the posture of the two was at this time, Mu Chenmo was lying in his arms, holding his waist with one hand and walking up and down with the other.
As Mu Chenmo struggled to get up and leave, Qi Yu felt that his arms and heart had become empty, constantly reminiscing about the touch just now.
I couldn't help but slander in my heart, Mu Chenmo's body was actually softer than all the women he had hugged, soft and fragrant, his eyes were dark, his throat was rolling up and down, and there was an evil fire in his heart, and he froze in his seat and didn't dare to move.
Mu Chenmo, who got up, lowered his head to tidy up his clothes, hiding the panic in his heart and the red glow on his face, and constantly hypnotized himself, just take advantage of the situation and help him, it's not a big deal, you must be calm down, calm down, calm down, don't be a nymphomaniac, he is your brother-in-law.
Just when the two of them were embarrassed and didn't know how to speak, the coachman's voice sounded outside the door.
"You little beggar is dead."
Lifting the curtain of the carriage, I saw a little beggar lying in front of the carriage holding his legs and humming, the coachman thought that Qi Yu would scold, but he never thought that his master took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it over, the little beggar took the silver and bit it with his teeth, got up and ran.
glanced at the sluggish coachman: "Don't catch the car yet, I'm still hungry." ”
The coachman came back to his senses, and drove the car all the way to Piaoxianglou, how stable the car was, Qi Yu's secret scolding in his heart was as strong as it was, and he got out of the car and scolded the coachman with his head and face.
The stupid coachman never thought that Qi Yu scolded him because he was driving too steadily and couldn't feel the feeling of a beautiful woman in his arms, and thought that he was scolding his master because the brakes were too hard to startle his master.
Many years later, I accidentally heard this past from the conversation between the two in the car, and I realized how outrageous I was wrong and how many opportunities I missed to please my master.
Mu Chenmo, who really couldn't see it, picked up Qi Yu and walked towards Piaoxiang Building, a warm touch came from the back of his hand, Qi Yu looked at Mu Chenmo nervously and smirked.
Before he had time to reminisce, Mu Chenmo let go of his hand and walked towards the old man, and the bustard walked over: "Mom, it's been good lately, how are you Peony." ”
Hatefully followed behind Mu Chenmo and watched him flirt with the women, and the sourness in his heart swelled up, regardless of stepping forward to take Mu Chenmo's hand, and said to the old bustard.
"This king told you to prepare, and you are ready."
The eight-faced and delicate old man, bustard, understood what was going on when he saw Qi Yu's expression, suppressed all the shock in his heart, coaxed the girls to serve other guests, and led the two holding hands to the room in a proper manner.
As soon as he entered the room, Mu Chenmo was attracted by the delicacies on the table, struggled to let go of Qi Yu's hand, rushed over, and pinched a piece of glutinous rice ribs with his hand and put it in his mouth and chewed it.
Looking at Mu Chenmo's greedy cat appearance, Qi Yu's heart had never been so satisfied as at this moment, he wrenched a handkerchief and handed it to Mu Chenmo, watched her wipe her hands and handed the chopsticks to her.
Mu Chen Mohao, who had a big heart, unconsciously accepted Qi Yu's service, threw the handkerchief into the basin in a chic manner, took the chopsticks and fart, sat on the chair and ate a nonsense meal, the corners of Qi Yu's mouth only twitched, and he sighed that this was the rhythm of not eating for eight hundred years.
I burped and rubbed my stomach, and stared at the dishes on the table with reluctance: "My stomach hurts, why are there so many uneaten?" ”
After finishing speaking, he picked up the chopsticks and was about to clip them again, but the frightened Qi Yu hurriedly called someone to remove the dishes.
Mu Chenmo muttered with pity on his face: "If you can't finish eating, you can pack it and take it away, it's too wasteful." ”
Looking at Mu Chenmo, who was like a starving ghost reincarnated, Qi Yu pondered the packing she had just spoken, and sighed in her heart if the food in the General's Mansion was so bad, why did she still want to take home the leftovers.
Mu Chenmo didn't expect that today's unintentional muttering would bring so much distress to himself in the future.
Plates of dishes were withdrawn, and Mu Chenmo's eyes finally moved to Qi Yu's face: "Full of warmth and lust, desire, let the peony come over to accompany our brothers?" ”
Qi Yu's handsome face suddenly magnified in front of Mu Chenmo's eyes, and there were emotions in his eyes that Mu Chenmo couldn't understand, and he subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he was firmly encircled in the chair.
Wai Qiang Zhonggan glanced at him blankly: "The master eats too much and is reluctant to move, if you don't want to find and beat you, you'd better stay away from me." ”
Looking at the red little mouth in front of him, Qi Yu slowly approached and almost kissed it without holding back, trying to suppress the desire in his heart, Qi Yu reached out and patted her round belly twice and laughed.
"Mu Chenmo, you're a pig, right?"
pushed Qi Yu away from his eyes, and quietly exhaled a sigh The suffocation in his heart was gone, and the villain in his heart kept patting his chest and repeating: I'm scared to death, I just thought Qi Yu was going to kiss me.
But there was an arrogant expression on his face and laughed at Qi Yu: "The highest level of eating white food, holding on to the wall to enter and supporting the wall to out, you don't understand it." ”
Qi Yu really likes Mu Chenmo's arrogant little appearance, and he can't wait to hug him and bite two bites.
It's really not charming, people are self-obsessed, love, and people are out of the eyes. There is a fate to meet thousands of miles away, and the three smiles are in vain.
Just as the two were arguing about whether to call the girl to accompany them, the little third son suddenly ran in and said to Qi Yu.
"Lord, hurry up and go back, the palace sent someone to spread the word, saying that the emperor and the concubine will arrive at the palace in half an hour."
Both of them were shocked and said in unison: "What? What is the emperor doing in the palace? ”
"It is said that the prince has not brought the princess into the palace to visit him since he got married, and the emperor is not at ease, and he wants to come over to see if you and the princess are doing well." Xiao Sanzi wiped the sweat from his face.
After listening to the words of the little third son, the two stood up abruptly and walked towards the door at the same time, crowded at the door, no one refused to let go first, they all had to fight to go out quickly, and in the end, Qi Yu couldn't bear to look at Mu Chenmo, who was red-faced, turned sideways and asked him to go out first.
When Qi Yu came out to say goodbye to Mu Chenmo, he found that Mu Chenmo had long since disappeared, and wondered why he ran so fast and was more anxious and nervous than himself?
Thinking of Mu Chenyue, who was grounded in Wutong Garden, Qi Yu didn't have the heart to study Mu Chenmo's strange behavior, and hurried to the palace, he must communicate with Mu Chenyue before the emperor came up, and he must not show his feet and be discovered by the emperor.
The two rushed back to the Seven Kings' Mansion one after the other, Mu Chenmo had just changed into women's clothes, sat in front of the dresser and asked Qingju to comb her hair, when she saw Qi Yu push it open and the door walked in.
Mu Chenmo expected that Qi Yu would come to him, but he didn't expect his speed to be so fast, and before he could adjust his breath to Mu Chenyue's usual expression, he came in and walked in front of him.
Facing a face that was almost exactly the same as Mu Chenmo, looking at Mu Chenyue with black hair without beads, Qi Yu seemed to have an illusion that the person sitting in front of him was Mu Chenmo.
Time did not allow Qi Yu to study the feeling that rose in his heart, and quickly told Mu Chenyue in front of him about the emperor's coming to the house, half begging and half threatening to ask her to help him play a loving couple in front of the emperor.