Chapter 281: Draw a Clear Picture

"It's a disappointment to the childe, Qing'er is not my daughter."

The woman lowered her head, and the back of her hands were faintly white because of the excessive force, and she didn't know what kind of strong perseverance she used to restrain the emotions in her heart, and she could still talk to Su Jingye calmly.

Su Jingye stood in place in a daze, and she still didn't understand why she was so angry. Mo Huaqing stood beside him and gently tugged at his sleeve, and Su Jingye had to lean down to listen to what she had to say.

But I heard her whisper in her ear, "We have no father and mother, we are orphans, and this is my sister-in-law." ”

"Our sisters depend on each other, my sister is young, only twenty-eight years old, she has such a pear orchard, and she has raised me until now. Although she can be regarded as young and promising, she has not yet promised to be married, so don't talk nonsense, go back to my sister's reputation. ”

"I see." Su Jingye didn't fully understand, and suddenly came back to his senses after agreeing in a daze, and the whole person was like a thunderbolt from the sky, and he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Grabbing the shoulders of the little girl in front of him and carefully looking at her face, Su Jingye mustered up the courage to glance at the woman's face a few times, but still didn't dare to admit this fact.

What kind of magical parents can give birth to sisters who look so different. Especially when I thought that I had regarded her as someone else's wife before, or even a man, I felt even more embarrassed.

Let's not talk about the appearance for the time being, judging from this figure alone, it doesn't look like a girl who has not been raised in the deep boudoir. Su Jingye's heart once had doubts about whether there was a problem with his eyes.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Mo, I'm just talking nonsense in the next place, I won't ask about private things like this in the future, but I don't know if the girl can spare time to seriously answer the next few questions."

Su Jingye stiffened his head, lowered his eyelids, and didn't dare to look at Mo Huaqing's face now.

Mo Huaqing sat cross-legged on the couch with her back to the window with her back to the window, like Guanyin meditating, and her face was also gloomy, and because of the backlight, people couldn't see what kind of expression she was.

"If the little girl makes a mistake, Childe can be held accountable for a long time, but this time Childe has made mistakes in his words and deeds, but can he get rid of it so easily?"

Mo Huaqing's tone sounded very unkind, and Mo Huaqing couldn't help but call her lightly in worry. "Sister."

If it was in normal times, when Mo Huaqing was alone, she would dare to be tougher, after all, no one knew their identity relationship, if something went wrong, it would be a big deal to carry it alone, and those people would not easily deal with a little girl.

But now it was different, she definitely wouldn't watch her sister make such a mistake and be in danger.

"Please forgive me, my sister is only in a hurry to speak......"

There was a rare anxious and nervous tone in the little girl's words, but before she finished speaking, Su Jingye didn't necessarily hear what she said, but bowed to Mo Huaqing very solemnly and apologized solemnly.

"I'm really sorry, it was really too abrupt just now, and it makes sense for the girl to be so angry."

Mo Hua glanced at him lightly, and didn't think about how nervous Mo Huaqing was, and how sincere Su Jingye was, he only waved his hand, looking a little shelf-like.

"If you want to know what the clues are, please wait outside, after all, the little girl has just woken up, and the son must allow the little girl a time to freshen up."

Listening to this meaning, it is deliberately putting on a score. Su Jingye talked about this, she was still so unrelenting, and she was afraid that others would scold her loudly.

But Su Jingye was frightened by Mo Huaqing's face today, and her temper was much better, and she was not angry after hearing her request like this, so she went out obediently.

"That being the case, I will wait for the big driver on the first floor, and ask Miss Mo to come down quickly, and Lord Zhao from the Yamen in the capital is also waiting here."

Zhao Ming's name is heard by the people of the capital the most, and it is also very useful to use him to put pressure on some Diao people.

After finishing speaking, Su Jingye closed the door and turned to leave. Mo Huaqing in the room waited for his footsteps to go away, and angrily pounded the pillow at hand.

"Let's just say how could someone like him give up so easily, it turns out that he is waiting here. With all the words I had just spoken to him, I could guess what kind of person he was. ”

"What are you going to do, sister? That's Jing Zhaoyin, let's hurry up. "Mo Huaqing is only very delicate and dependent in front of his sister, like a child of normal age, but he is also sad and mature, and he is more mature than Mo Huaqing.

Mo Huaqing had a very little adult style, lowered his head and sighed softly, and turned around to help Mo Huaqing wring the face cloth. Mo Huaqing didn't speak, only stretched out his arm, and took advantage of her time to walk away and scoop the person over.

In just one moment, Mo Huaqing fell into his sister's arms, and his hands were soft. Mo Huaqing gently stroked her delicate arm in the wide sleeve tube for a while, as if teasing and as if he was concerned.

"Qing'er, I said it a long time ago, you shouldn't worry about your sister so much in front of outsiders, if you want to survive in the world, you can't let others see your weaknesses. Do you remember? ”

"That's what I said, but when it's over, Qing'er really can't do it." Mo Huaqing sighed again, struggled, got up from Mo Huaqing's arms, and sat on her lap.

Mo Huaqing was in pain on her calf, but he couldn't bear to cry out in pain.

"Sister can do whatever she wants, but there is one thing, how long will my sister wear this mask?" Mo Huaqing was a little bored and curled the hair on Mo Huaqing's shoulder with his fingers, and his other hand couldn't help touching her face while talking.

"My sister is obviously as beautiful as a flower, but that person misunderstood, and my sister is also angry, why didn't my sister think about taking off this mask?"

"Xiao Qing'er doesn't know, it took a lot of effort to draw this mask, and it took my sister so long to make it, how could she easily give it up before making the next mask?"

Mo Huaqing buried her head in front of Mo Huaqing's neck, teased the itchy flesh on Mo Huaqing's neck with her tall nose, and made her laugh, and her two hands kept hitting Mo Huaqing's arm, and the two sisters enjoyed the joy of family.

"What's more, this is also a protective armor for my sister. When Xiao Qing'er grows up, my sister will also make you a good person, skin, mask, and mask to wear. ”

"After all, Xiao Qing'er is so beautiful, my sister doesn't want anyone to marry you home easily." Mo Huaqing really couldn't laugh, and he was afraid that she would turn her back on it, so Mo Huaqing could stop.

The little girl was panting in her arms, and Mo Huaqing's eyes were deep and full of unknown emotions, as if her heart was surrounded by a very important and important matter.

"Qing'er doesn't understand what my sister said, Qing'er doesn't want to get married, Qing'er will be by my sister's side for the rest of her life." Mo Huaqing relieved himself and found that his sister's face was extremely dark, so he hurriedly took her slender tender hand to ensure that Mo Huaqing laughed.

"What stupid things a stupid child said, how can there be a girl in this world who doesn't marry." Mo Huaqing stroked the back of Mo Huaqing's head, retracted her talented eyes, and her tone was full of care and unintentional.

"I mean really." Mo Huaqing saw what she meant, and was even more anxious, Mo Huaqing hurriedly pulled her.

"Okay, let's not talk about these for the time being, there are still a lot of people waiting at the bottom, and it will take a while for my sister to clean up, can you go down and greet them for your sister first?"

Fortunately, when I sleep during the day, I am also used to putting on the mask as soon as I open my eyes, otherwise I would have asked Su Jingye to see it all. Mo Huaqing thought about it at this time, and he was still happy and afraid in his heart.

"Okay, Qing'er will go down first, sister, you should move quickly." Mo Huaqing looked at her a few more times with some reluctance, and finally pushed the door out and closed the door outside.

Downstairs, Su Jingye and Zhao Ming bumped into each other, and the two of them and Zhao Ming came with a table on each side, and sat in the most conspicuous position on the first floor.

As expected, Zhao Ming's side is too eye-catching, after walking for a while, they were looked at by others, and they found nothing, even Zhao Ming personally asked the people who helped in the pear orchard, and there was no surprise.

At this time, it was not early, and a few idlers listening to the play began to come in one after another.

The little maids working in the pear orchard walked between the tables with white towels on their shoulders and tea and melon seeds and snacks in their hands. The stage in the patio was empty, and the curtain was pulled up at the back, and the preparations were almost done.

The schedule of singing in the pear orchard is also interesting, and it is not a real and sincere whole day. After a few hours of singing in the morning, they will stop at noon, when it is hottest, and no one will bother them.

Even if you sing until the evening, you deliberately avoid the period between noon and mid-afternoon. One is to facilitate the steward's nap, and the other is to avoid people in the troupe from contributing too much, and it will not end well if they faint.

With the blessing of this period, Su Jing came down at night, and finally put all kinds of things on the table that should be used to watch a play.

He held a cup of lightly brewed white tea in his hand, and looked to the side with his eyes as if he was not there. The moment he touched Zhao Ming on the other side of the Eight Immortals table, he quickly withdrew his gaze, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little uncontrollable and kept rising.