Looking around, there was no one else in the back hall except for the two of them, Mo Li suddenly felt a little embarrassed, this was in his own home, and the two of them were alone like this, which seemed a little inappropriate.

She coughed lightly twice, and said, "When did General Murong come?" ”

Murong Chu raised his eyes and glanced at her, his tone was full of helplessness: "Li'er, how can you not alienate me?" ”

"I ......" Mo Li suddenly felt that some words were lacking, Yu had said before his death that Murong Chu really wanted to marry her, but he could tell Yu Shi, why couldn't he explain it to himself face to face?

Murong Chu seemed to see through her thoughts, and sighed lightly: "Li'er, I once said that if you believe me, you don't need to explain, if you don't believe it, it's useless to say more." ”

Mo Li suddenly remembered that when she was in Qinghuai City, because she misunderstood that Murong Chu had hurt Yu Mingxi, she had a big fight with him, if Eleven hadn't told the truth, I'm afraid she would have continued to make trouble, Murong Chu had said such things at that time.

Murong Chu retracted his internal strength, and gently massaged Mo Li's calves with both hands, but his tone became softer and softer: "You and I have not been together for a short time, and we have been through hardships together, but Li'er, you have never trusted me." ”

"Some things are not a matter of trust or distrust. After all, I don't know much about the intricate relationships between the various families in the capital......"

"Li'er, you just have to remember that everything I have said to you is true, and it has been and will be. I don't care what others do, I just want you. Murong Chu's eyes were firm, "As you said, the relationship between the various families in the capital is complicated, but no matter what, I will do my best to protect your safety." ”

"General...... Mo Li's voice choked, and he was very entangled in his heart, should he reconcile with him?

But this "General" was exchanged for a knowing smile from Murong Chu, and the little girl was willing to call him like before.

Raised his hand and rubbed her little head: "You are tired these days, you didn't sleep all night last night, and now it's not time yet, you hurry up and sleep for a while, and get up again after the morning, and I will accompany you to wake up tonight." ”

The breeze of the summer night blew in through the window, taking away the heat of the day, sending a touch of coolness, in addition to the faint fragrance of grass and trees in the garden, there was also a trace of the fragrance of tea, which was the breath of the person around him.

Mo Li took a deep breath and closed his eyes with this familiar breath.

The next morning, just sent off a group of people, the funeral drum at the gate of the house was beaten again, and the little man guarding the door hurriedly announced that Zhong Hanchi, the fifth prince of Jin, came to mourn.

Mo Jinhua hurriedly got up and went to the door to greet him, and introduced Zhong Hanchi with a dignified face into the mourning hall.

Whether it is the identity of the prince or the king of Jin, of course, there is no need to bow to the Yu family, if you can come to the house to have a look, a few greetings are already enough to give the Mo family face, but Zhong Hanchi insisted on giving incense to the Yu family.

He took the incense burned by Mo Jinhua with both hands, bowed three times in front of the spirit very respectfully, and inserted the incense into the incense burner with his own hands.

Mo Jinhua led his wife, younger brothers and sisters to kowtow and return the salute.

Zhong Hanchi personally helped Mo Jinhua up and sighed: "Mo Shilang died young, but I didn't expect Mrs. Mo to ...... Alas......"

Mo Jinhua wept: "If King Jin can come in person today, my father and mother will be grateful if they know it." ”

"Jinhua, the festival mourns and changes. Now that Mo Shilang is gone, your younger brother is young, and your younger sister is still in the boudoir, your responsibility as an elder brother in the future is very heavy, and you must take care of your health. Zhong Hanchi patted Mo Jinhua's shoulder and said earnestly.

Mo Fu has never had any contact with King Jin, but today Zhong Hanchi suddenly came, which had already surprised Mo Jinhua, and seeing him so affectionately instructing himself, he really couldn't figure out the situation, so he could only nod yes.

Mo Jinhua invited Zhong Hanchi to sit in the front hall, and the two talked for a while before Zhong Hanchi got up and said goodbye.

Murong Chu came in the evening, and Mo Jinhua called him to the side hall.

At the same time, in the study room of Zhong Hanchi, the king of Jin, Xiao Wentong, the father of the princess Xiao, and Zhong Hanchi were discussing matters.

Xiao Wenxian was taken into the study, first saluted Zhong Hanchi, and then arched his hand at his brother-in-law: "Big brother." ”

"Wenxian, I came here at this time, but I have something important to report to His Royal Highness King Jin?" Xiao Wentong asked.

"Your Highness, eldest brother, Wen Xian heard that His Royal Highness personally went to Mofu today to mourn Mrs. Mo, this ......"

Before Xiao Wenxian finished speaking, Xiao Wentong's face sank: "Wenxian, what is Your Highness doing, how can you be allowed to put your beak?" ”

"Wen Xian didn't dare, but Wen Xian didn't understand that Mo Liangcheng still had some value when he was alive, but he was dead, did His Highness want to entrap Mo Jinhua?"

Xiao Wentong didn't intervene again this time, it is said that Mo Jinhua is just a small subordinate of the fourth rank of Yushitai, and he does not have much real power in his hands, his father-in-law is just a Hanlin, his father Mo Liangcheng died, and he has no foundation in the court, he is an insignificant little person.

The mother of such a little person who was reluctant to win over at all died, but King Jin personally came to the house to mourn, which made Xiao Wentong very puzzled. But King Jin has always had his own opinions on doing things, so he felt that it was inconvenient to inquire directly, and now Xiao Wenxian asked, but he wanted to hear what King Jin had to say.

Zhong Hanchi hooked the corners of his lips slightly: "The prince has always been known for his benevolence, and this king's condolences are just a reputation for sympathetic courtiers, and he doesn't care about it." ”

Xiao Wentong's eyes drooped slightly, and he naturally didn't believe in King Jin's statement, but Xiao Wenxian arched his hand and said: "Your Highness is wise, in this way, even if you can't entrap Mo Jinhua, at least you won't push him to the opposite side." ”

"Wenxian, eldest brother and King Jin still have important matters to discuss, if you have nothing to do, go back to the house to rest." Xiao Wentong was very speechless for his sometimes shrewd and sometimes confused younger brother, and it was really redundant to come over for such a trivial matter.

Murong Chu and Mo Jinhua talked secretly for more than half an hour, and Mo Li wondered when his brother had such a close relationship with Murong Chu.

Murong Chu saw her doubts, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Tell your brother about the affairs of the court, don't worry about it." ”

"I have something to worry about, you can talk if you want." Mo Li gave him a blank look and continued to add paper money to the brazier.

"Aren't you afraid that I will persuade your brother to sell you to me?"

The warm breath brushed his ears, Mo Li's face couldn't help but turn red, and he said angrily: "Be serious, this is the mourning hall." ”

Murong Chu was silent, adding paper money with her, but the corners of his lips involuntarily hooked slightly. The little girl finally put away the thorns in her body and stopped waving her teeth and claws at him.

According to custom, the coffin should be closed after three days of vigil. When the time came, the children of the Mo family circled around Yu's coffin three times and said goodbye to Yu.

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