"If Nan Xiuyu is really the third prince of Beixiang, Nan Xiuwan calls him the third brother, but the two of them don't look alike at all, isn't Nan Xiuwan born to him by the same mother?" Mo Li took the opportunity to change the subject.

Murong Chu hooked his lips at Mo Li meaningfully and said, "There are seven princesses in Beixiang, four of them are underage, according to what you said, Nan Xiuwan is very likely to be the third princess Nangong Wan'er." ”

"Their surname is Nangong, not Nan?" Mo Li asked.

"Isn't there any mention in the geographical records you read that the royal family of Beixiang is surnamed Nangong?" There was a hint of doubt in Murong Chu's tone, which gave Mo Li a sense of danger.

If you talk too much, you will lose if you say too much, and you just want to find out if the Nan brothers and sisters are the people sent by Beixiang, but they accidentally exposed themselves again. Mo Li immediately decided to be a quiet little woman, ignoring Murong Chu's eyes staring at her, poured a cup of tea, drank it slowly, and stopped making a sound.

Mo Jinhua had been thinking about the Nan brothers and sisters, but he didn't notice what Murong Chu said.

The study was quiet for a while, and it took a long time for Murong Chu to retract his gaze and say, "I will send someone to investigate this matter, and you don't have to worry too much." ”

Mo Jinhua nodded: "The national strength before the North Project is still empty, and it really doesn't pose any threat to my Great Zhou." I think even if Nan Xiuyu is the third prince of Beixiang, he won't be able to make any waves when he sneaks into the capital. Maybe it's not a bad thing for him to come. ”

"No matter what, we still have to determine the identity of the Nan brothers and sisters first. Don't get the word out about this for now. Murong Chu looked at Mo Li again, "Don't contact them again recently, so as not to cause trouble." ”

Mo Li nodded obediently. After that, in line with the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, and not saying good, he listened to Murong Chu and Mo Jinhua discuss the itinerary.

It was getting late, Mo Jinhua asked people to prepare dinner, Mo Li thought that Murong Chu would not stay, but who knew that he had no intention of shirking it.

Murong Chu has always been a person who does not speak, so except for Mo Jinhua's occasional toast to persuade him to drink, the meal is almost silent.

After dinner, Murong Chu was ready to leave. Mo Jinhua got up and planned to send him out, thought about it and said, "Brother Murong, Jinhua still has some official business to deal with, let Xi'er send Brother Murong." ”

The late summer breeze gently blows, taking away the heat of the day and bringing a touch of freshness, and the curved crescent moon reflects a jade-like light.

The two walked silently on the gravel path, Murong Chu suddenly stretched out his big palm and grabbed the small hand on his side, the soft touch made his heart flutter slightly, and he felt that the little hand in the palm stiffened slightly, and looked sideways, Mo Li was secretly looking back and glancing back.

"Scared?" Murong Chu had a smile of unknown meaning on his lips.

"What am I afraid of?" Mo Li turned his head, a pair of big clear eyes flashed, but for a moment the long eyelashes fell slightly, avoiding the burning gaze.

Murong Chu didn't speak again, just pulled her all the way to the gate of the mansion, and a little servant had already led the horse over.

Mo Li withdrew his hand, and before he could say his goodbye, a strong arm was wrapped around his waist, but in an instant, the person had been hugged to the horse.

Before she could react, the oolong pony had already galloped out happily on all four hooves.

"General, where are you going?" Mo Li was startled by this sudden change, and reflexively leaned close to the person behind him, grabbing the sleeves of his robe tightly with both hands.

The feeling of warm fragrance and warm jade hugging made Murong Chu feel good, and he leaned over and put on his jade-colored small earlobes and teased: "Find a place to sell you." ”

The voice with bewitchment in the darkness made Mo Li tremble.

"Scared?"

This is the second time he has asked this sentence tonight, Mo Li didn't know what he wanted to say, tilted his head, and avoided the warm breath in his ears: "There's nothing to be afraid of, I don't believe that the general is willing to sell me." ”

"What are you thinking about all night without talking?" Murong Chu's mouth rubbed against that pink little face, "Do you have something to say to me?" ”

Murong Chu's guess was right, Mo Li was indeed struggling with whether to confess to him all night, but how to say such an unbelievable thing? Will he think he's evil? Will you think of yourself as a monster?

Seeing that Mo Li was silent for a long time, Murong Chu's deep voice sounded again: "Li'er, I once said that I would wait until the day when you were willing to tell me." But I don't want you to carry that much alone, I ...... I want to share it for you. ”

The phrase "I want to share it for you" was like a spell on the tip of Mo Li's heart, and she nested herself in that warm embrace, and her voice was as soft as a kitten: "General, do you believe me?" ”

"Faith!" A short word poured out of Murong Chu's mouth without hesitation, instantly giving Mo Li great encouragement.

She bit her lip and said as if she had made a decision: "The day after tomorrow is the Qixi Festival, can the general accompany me to visit Qiqiao City?" ”

"Good!" Although I don't know why Mo Li didn't continue the topic just now, he originally planned to take the little girl to visit Qiqiao City on Qixi Festival, and ......, "Let's also go put lotus lanterns." ”

Mo Li nodded heavily: "Well, then we will talk about it, and we will ...... the night after tomorrow."

Murong Chu didn't take Mo Li too far, just walked around the city, and then rode back to Mofu.

put down Mo Li in front of the mansion, turned the horse's head, looked back at the little girl and said, "I'll pick you up the evening after tomorrow." ”

Mo Li raised a smile and nodded in response.

When two people are together, the most important thing is to be honest, the day after tomorrow, no matter what the result is...... She chose to be honest with each other.

Under the hazy halo, that smiling face like a peach blossom shook Murong Chu a little distracted, and his little girl always inadvertently made him lose himself.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Mo Li waved his hand: "General, be careful on the road." ”

The soft and glutinous voice was like a little daughter-in-law telling her husband who was about to go out, which made Murong Chu's heart soften for a while: "Well, I know." ”

With the reins lightly, the oolong foal walked slowly forward with a brisk pace.

"Miss, the master has gone away, go back and rest." Ruoping, who had been waiting at the door of the mansion, walked out of the shadows and reminded gently.

The master and servant were walking on the way back to Ruolixuan, and Mo Li suddenly asked, "Ruoping, should you have no reservations about your own people?" ”

Ruoping was slightly stunned, she had never liked someone, and she had never experienced the feeling of being happy with each other, but since Miss asked, she was not the kind of person who twisted, so she said casually: "It should be...... Yes, since the young lady is going to marry the master sooner or later, there is nothing wrong with becoming his person as soon as possible. ”

"Besides, the master is not the kind of person who is not affectionate, since he has chosen Miss, he will definitely be good to Miss for the rest of his life. The young lady can rest assured that she will be handed over to the master. ”