That's a novelty.

"Who is this woman?" Prime Minister Cao Chengduo's identity as the wife of the national teacher became curious, and he thought that the national teacher would not marry a woman casually, even if the woman looked like a fairy.

The little eunuch didn't know Chu Yue's identity very clearly, "The slave only knows that this new lady is the apprentice of the senior brother of the national teacher, and because of this incident, the two of the national teacher and brother have a feud, and even fought." ”

The little eunuch told the prime minister all the gossip he heard.

"So, the new lady of this national teacher should be the niece of the national teacher in name?" Prime Minister Cao Cheng became more and more interested, if this new lady really had such a relationship with the national teacher, maybe they could use her to deal with the national teacher.

Anyway, this national teacher Mo Qing still has two brushes, and it is good to be able to pull him into the camp of the Feather King, but if not, it is also good to destroy him.

"Or we can have a chance to come and meet the new lady of this national teacher." Prime Minister Cao stroked his beard thoughtfully.

The little eunuch's eyes rolled smartly, and he approached Prime Minister Cao Cheng with a flattering smile, "Prime Minister, if you are sincere, or the slave can help you." ”

Although this little eunuch is a confidant cultivated by Prime Minister Cao Cheng for many years, he is also greedy for money. Although he will do everything ordered by the prime minister, he has asked Prime Minister Cao for money a lot of times.

In fact, it is precisely like this, Cao Cheng is relieved to use it on the contrary.

"How?" Prime Minister Cao looked at the palm of the little eunuch's outstretched hand and smiled lightly, then took out a few silver tickets from his sleeve and put them in his hand.

"Prime Minister, you listen to the minion." As he spoke, he put away the silver ticket very skillfully, "Isn't this Mrs. of the National Teacher a master of Xinglin, and Prime Minister, you are often sick, why don't you send someone to ask for it?" ”

Rightly speaking, this is a good idea.

"Okay, the old man knows it." As he spoke, he waved his hand at the little eunuch and signaled that he could leave.

Chu Yue naturally didn't know that Prime Minister Cao Cheng was beating her mind at this time. She was lying on the bed in the National Teacher's Mansion weakly, while Mo Qing was guarding her by the side of the bed.

"National teacher," a little maid came in with a bowl, "the ginseng soup is ready." ”

From the moment he carried Chu Yue into the National Teacher's Mansion, he ordered someone to make ginseng soup for Chu Yue, and even found the best doctor in the people to see Chu Yue.

"Okay." Mo Qing took the ginseng soup and was about to feed Chu Yue, but because he didn't serve anyone, it was sprinkled on Chu Yue's body.

"National teacher, let's come as a slave." The maid looked at the national teacher's doting on the new lady, and her fear of him decreased a lot in her heart.

But Mo Qing just wanted to feed her with his own hands, so after thinking about it, he said, "In this way, you hold her, and I will feed her." ”

This is his wife, and he should take care of it, isn't it?

Although Chu Yue's ginseng soup was very difficult to drink, she finally had some strength after drinking it.

"Thank you." Although Chu Yue closed her eyes, she was clear in her heart, and she also knew that Mo Qing would take care of her personally.

I don't know why, Mo Qing felt very uncomfortable when he heard this "thank you", and the word "thank you" made them feel as if they were separated by a few mountains.

"No thanks, if you have a good one, your own division will also suffer heavy losses." Mo Qing seemed to be making a reason for himself.

Chu Yue stopped talking, in fact, what Mo Qing said she knew that he still wanted to use himself to study the past and the future, and then Chu Yue fell asleep deeply.

In the dream, Chu Yue seemed to have returned to the world she was in, and in the dream, she was walking and suddenly Feng Jixuan called him in the distance, and the people who called him were slightly confused.

"Yue'er ......" Daxia Chinese net

Chu Yue wanted to walk over and take his hand, but found that Feng Jixuan was getting farther and farther away from her.

"Yue'er ......"

"Feng Jixuan, don't move if you stand there!" Chu Yue shouted anxiously.

But Feng Jixuan didn't seem to hear him, he still called Chu Yue in the same tone, still getting farther and farther away from her.

"Feng Jixuan!" Chu Yue was panting after chasing, but fortunately, she was about to catch up.

"Who are you calling?" As soon as Feng Jixuan opened his mouth, he suddenly changed to a different person, so that Chu Yue didn't react for a while.

"You are?" Chu Yue felt that the face of the person in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Who am I?" The man sneered, "Don't you even know your husband?" ”

Chu Yue suddenly remembered this person, "Mo Qing? ”

She looked around in disbelief, this is not right, hasn't she returned to her original world, how can there be Mo Qing?!

"No, none of this is right!" Chu Yue held her head and tried hard to think about what was wrong.

"My Moqing is your husband, no matter where you go, you will always remember this!" The man was vicious.

Chu Yue was scared, she felt that the person in front of her was like a devil, and she needed protection.

"Feng Jixuan, save me!"

Just shouting, Chu Yue suddenly sat up, drenched in cold sweat for a while, panting heavily.

Just when Chu Yue was a little relieved, he caught a glimpse of Mo Qingzheng looking at him with a gloomy gaze, and he was in a cold sweat in an instant.

"You...... You...... What are you doing here? Chu Yue was a little incoherent, because she almost couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

"What did you dream about?" Mo Qing asked coldly.

Chu Yue didn't want to pay attention to him, "It's just a dream, why are you asking so clearly!" So saying, he lay down again.

"The national teacher didn't want to inquire so clearly, but he called Feng Jixuan in a dream." Although Mo Qing's tone was not good, he still thoughtfully covered Chu Yue with a quilt.

Chu Yue's eyes dodged, "What if you call, it has nothing to do with you." ”

Chu Yue thought that she could forget about Feng Jixuan and start her own life, but she dreamed about it day and night, and she dreamed of Feng Jixuan, which is an indisputable fact.

Hearing Chu Yue say this, Mo Qing's action of covering the quilt for Chu Yue was sluggish, "I regret letting Feng Jixuan go now." ”

"Huh?" Chu Yue didn't know why, "Why?" ”

At this time, Mo Qing finally knew that he was jealous, and he was very jealous.

Mo Qing didn't answer Chu Yue, just asked lightly. "Are you feeling better?"

Chu Yue tried to move, and felt that he had more strength, so he nodded, "Much better," and then looked at Mo Qing, who was sitting on the side of the bed, and said suspiciously: "You have been here?" ”

Before Mo Qing could speak, the girl on the side spoke, "Madam, you are seriously ill and don't know, the national teacher is afraid that you will make a mistake, so he has been guarding you personally, and the ginseng soup is fed to you by the national teacher spoonful......"