Chapter Seventy-One: Xia Wanqing Falls Ill

Mo Li was carried by Mu Xuan all the way into the main hall, and Mo Li stared straight at Mu Xuan's side face all the way, until Mu Xuan put her on the bed, she didn't fully realize it.

"What's wrong? Look silly? ”

Looking at Mo Li's stunned expression, Mu Xuan teased.

"What's the matter, you're stupid!"

Mo Li hurriedly turned her head away, no longer looking at him, but her reddish face exposed her flustered heart at this time.

"That's right"

Mo Li's sudden turn of head caught Mu Xuan a little off guard, the distance between the two at this time was only one finger, and the two could even feel each other's warm breath rushing towards them.

“……”

The two of them froze at this moment, looking at each other's eyes, and at this moment time seemed to stand still, and even the sound of birds chirping outside the room gradually faded from their ears, as if the whole world was left with each other.

"Ahem, that ......"

Just as the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and the four lips were about to meet, Mo Li took the lead in breaking this somewhat strange atmosphere.

"Where's my sister Qing'er? Why didn't you see her just now? ”

Mo Li stepped back a little distance and asked Mu Xuan, but when he spoke, he didn't look at Mu Xuan, just leaving Mu Xuan a silhouette.

"Well, I don't know, maybe I didn't know you were back, right?"

Mu Xuan replied casually, the atmosphere just now also caused ripples in his heart, the feeling of love was really beautiful, and the strange feeling just now made him have endless aftertastes.

"Really?"

Mo Li muttered as if she was puzzled, everyone in the whole house knew that she was coming back, even the next person was no exception, but Qing'er didn't know, isn't this a little strange.

"By the way, can I return the letter I gave you?"

When Mo Li thought of Xia Wanqing, he suddenly recalled the letter he had written to Mu Xuan, and asked a little embarrassed for a while, after all, the content of the letter was too ......

At that time, he was forced to be helpless, and now that he had returned safely, Mo Li wanted to destroy the meaningful letter as soon as possible.

"Letter?"

Mu Xuan asked with some confusion, "What letter?" I didn't see it? ”

"Didn't you see the letter I wrote to you? So how did you find me? ”

Hearing Mu Xuan's answer, Mo Li hurriedly asked curiously, could it be that Mu Xuan just happened to find his own? That's really too coincidental, she appeared in front of herself like a fairy at that critical moment and saved herself, Mu Xuan's figure that day has always been firmly engraved in Mo Li's heart, I am afraid that she will never forget that moment in this life, that moment when she was most helpless.

"I haven't seen any letters, it's just that my son is known as the first in Lincheng piano art, how can a husband not know such a big thing?"

Mu Xuan smiled with some pride, although his appearance was mediocre, but the skills of this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting were extraordinary, especially the piano skills of playing the sound of nature.

"That's why."

Mo Li said with a wry smile, at that time, she was still afraid that she would be in danger after being known by the black-robed man, but she didn't expect the blind cat to meet the dead mouse and be rescued because of this.

"Since you didn't receive that letter, forget it, it doesn't matter anyway."

Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little glad that Mu Xuan didn't see the letter, otherwise she would really be a little embarrassed.

"Huh?"

Mu Xuan looked at Mo Li's reaction, his eyes darkened slightly, it seemed that the content of this letter was not ordinary, and it aroused his curiosity in an instant.

"He must find this letter!" Mu Xuan thought to himself in his heart.

"Okay, I'll go to the Water Pavilion to see Qing'er first, and if this happens, Grandma Pang must be very anxious."

Mo Li hurriedly got up, and walked out the door as he spoke.

"Well, you go first, and I'll come later."

Mu Xuan said a word and walked out of the door, he was going to find the letter from Li'er's mouth.

I don't know why Mo was always a little nervous, as if something bad was about to happen, and the pace under his feet gradually accelerated a lot.

The closer he got to the Water Pavilion, the stronger the uneasiness in Mo Centrifugation, according to Qing'er's temperament, the Water Pavilion would not be so quiet.

Mo Li started to walk, and then trotted all the way into the water pavilion, and when he walked into Xia Wanqing's room, a strong coughing sound came before he could open the door.

With Mo Li's push of the door, the scene in the room came into view, the huge room lacked the usual vitality, and the person who was looking forward to Mo Li was lying on the bed pale and weak at the moment, and the violent coughing sound just now also came from the direction of the bed.

"Qing'er?"

Mo Li tentatively called to the person on the bed.

With Mo Li's voice, the person on the bed turned his head immediately, or maybe the moment Mo Li pushed the door in, the person on the bed shifted his gaze, but he was so emotional that he couldn't speak for a while because he saw Mo Li.

"Sister, ahem......"

As soon as the person on the bed answered, he continued to cough.

"Qing'er, it's really you!"

Mo Li hurriedly walked towards the bed.

"Don't come here, ahem......"

Xia Wanqing hurriedly shouted at Mo Li, who was calmed by Xia Wanqing's sudden shout, and actually stood there straight, not daring to move.

"Qing'er?"

Mo Li looked at Xia Wanqing, who was pale due to her sickness on the bed, her eyes were red for a moment, she had only been away for more than a month, how could Qing'er, who was usually eccentric, become like this.

"I'm fine, cough cough, the doctor said that I just had a cold, and I would be fine after a few days of rest, my sister should not come, in case Qing'er is sick and gives my sister a bad breath."

Xia Wanqing's incomparably weak words gradually came, although it was a weak tone, every word had a strong impact on Mo Li's heart.

The tears swirling in Mo Li's eyes finally fell uncontrollably,

"Qing'er"

Mo Li didn't hesitate, rushed straight to the bedside, and then gently hugged Xia Wanqing, crying like a tearful person in an instant.

"Qing'er, how did you become like this."

"Sister, you don't hear Qing'er's words again" Xia Wanqing smiled a little helplessly,

"Qing'er is fine, just need to rest for a few days to get better, sister don't worry, sister can come back safely, Qing'er's heart is really happy, I beg Guanyin Bodhisattva every day to bless my sister safe, Bodhisattva really heard my mind, when I get better, let's go to Guanyin Temple together to make a vow, do you say okay?"

"Okay, okay, it's all Yiqing'er, Qing'er promised my sister that she must get better soon."

"Well, my sister is back, why is my sister willing to continue to lie in bed, if only Qing'er wouldn't be suffocated like that."

"Poof"

Mo Li couldn't hold back for a while, he was amused by Xia Wanqing's words, coupled with the tears still hanging on his face, his expression was like laughing and crying for a while, Mu Xuan saw such a scene when he came in.

Seeing Mo Li's expression, the corners of Mu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, just now he went to the housekeeper to find the letter that Mo Li said, but the housekeeper's letter was backlogged into a small hill, and there were all kinds of letters such as people reporting crimes, avenging grievances, sycophants, sycophants, etc., Mu Xuan turned over with a dark face for most of the day to find the letter written by his relatives and children, as soon as he opened the letter and saw the content of the letter, Mu Xuan couldn't help but jump with joy.