Text Chapter 384 A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing Mo Jun raised his eyes
Mo Jun raised his eyes and watched Shi Qingxue transform from an innocent little girl into a pretty and enchanting young woman, and the corners of his mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.
In the end, he could only smile helplessly and ask, "What do you want to do?" β
Shi Qingxue smiled slyly, "Don't worry, I can handle it, you just take care of that little lady in the car, just don't let her have an accident." β
She had a faint feeling in her heart that this girl lying in their carriage might still be an important person!
After waiting in line for nearly half an hour, it was finally their turn to enter the city.
A guard dressed in a soldier's uniform stepped forward casually, and when he saw their carriage, he asked Wei Ziye like an uncle: "Who is in it?" β
Wei Ziye was explained by Shi Qingxue, restrained his momentum, and replied decently: "Master Qiyu, sitting in it is the small master's house." β
"Lift the curtain and take a look." The old soldier said unceremoniously.
With that, he looked up and lifted the curtain.
Wei Ziye subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, and the guard immediately let out a scream like killing a pig.
Seeing this, the other guards behind all stood up vigilantly and looked this way.
"Let go, let go!" The guards screamed and wanted to move their brothers.
Shi Qingxue heard that the voice was wrong in the carriage, and hurriedly lifted the curtain to stop Wei Ziye, "Midnight, don't be rude, don't let go of this official master quickly." β
The curtain was lifted, revealing a beautifully groomed face under the curtain.
Bright eyes and bright teeth, moving three points.
Coupled with a shallow smile, three points of charm becomes ten.
The guard suddenly looked at Shi Qingxue in a daze and smiled, "What a beautiful lady!" β
Wei Ziye's face darkened, and his murderous aura immediately appeared.
It's just that the guard was carried away by the beauty, and he didn't feel it at all, so he just squinted at Shi Qingxue.
Shi Qingxue secretly cleaned up with Wei Ziye, asking the other party not to be impulsive.
He continued to smile and said, "This official has won the award." The slave family went back to Jiangzhou with their husbands and servants to visit relatives, and hoped that the official would be accommodating and convenient. β
As soon as he heard that he was going to enter the city, the guard's squinting expression finally retracted, and he tried to put on a serious expression, "The prefect said that any carriage that wants to enter the city must be carefully checked, who else is in the carriage?" β
During the questioning, the guard's salty pig hand touched the little hand that was green and snowy.
Shi Qingxue took the car curtain and lifted it up, leaned to the other side, and quietly avoided the salty pig hand in the name of lifting the car curtain for the other party.
The guard pounced, and could not blatantly catch up with him, so he poked into the carriage.
I saw Mo Junyang sitting on the side of the carriage, his face deep and indifferent, holding a book in his hand, and only slowly raised his head when the guard asked aloud.
"What's the matter?" His expression has not changed, but at a glance, it gives people the feeling of not being angry and arrogant.
The guard unconsciously took a step back, and then felt that such an action was too cowardly, and shouted at Mo Jun angrily: "Look at what, the official checks, hurry down." β
Shi Qingxue's heart jumped, for fear that Mo Junyang would get angry and kill this guard who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Old, sir." She spoke before Mo Junyang spoke.
The voice is delicate, like scared, more like coquettish.
Mo Junyang's movements paused, he raised his eyes and looked over, was silent for a moment, and finally didn't say anything, and walked directly out of the carriage.
The guard thought that Mo Junyang was a strong outsider, and he looked very majestic, and he obediently got out of the car when he was yelled at by himself.
He was very satisfied, and was about to train two more sentences but found that Mo Junyang's height was a cut taller than him.
The person stepped out of the carriage, and the tall figure invisibly gave people a sense of oppression.
He just stood on tiptoe, tilted his chin, and his momentum was a lot weaker than others.
The guard unwillingly shouted at Mo Jun: "You retreat a little more, don't hinder the government's errands." β
Mo Junyang bypassed the carriage and walked to Shi Qingxue's side.
The two sides were separated from the outside of the car, and there was a distance, and the guard regained a little bit of the momentum of the 'official master', snorted heavily, and looked into the carriage again.
"Why is there still a person in the car? Hurry down! The guard cried out in displeasure when he saw the girl lying in the innermost part.
Shi Qingxue hurriedly said: "The official is angry, that is the fiancΓ©e of our lord who has not passed the door, she is not feeling well, she is resting in the car, and I hope the official will forgive me." β
Mo Junyang and Wei Ziye looked at Shi Qingxue at the same time, and there were different degrees of shock written in their eyes.
"FiancΓ©e?" The guard was also a little surprised, and turned to look Shi Qingxue up and down, "The one inside is his fiancΓ©e, so who are you?" β
yes, they want to know the answer too.
Shi Qingxue's expression remained unchanged, and she replied without hesitation: "The slave family is just a concubine that the master bought back to serve, which makes the official master smile!" β
Confused? Wei Ziye: "......"
Silent? Mo Junyang: "......"
The faces of the two big men were called 'colorful', and when they stared, Qingxue's pupils suddenly dilated several times, and Wei Ziye was even more frightened, his mouth opened wide, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground.
Say something like this without blushing and without a beating heart......
How did Shi Qingxue do it?
The guard didn't notice the reaction of the two men, only glanced at Mo Junyang sourly, and muttered in a low voice, "Tsk, it's really a good fate, the concubines are so beautiful, what does the wife who hasn't passed through the door look like?" β
Curious, he poked his head into the carriage and asked, "What's wrong with her?" β
"I occasionally feel cold, sick, a little fever, and I just fell asleep not long ago, and I asked the official to be accommodating."
When Shi Qingxue said this, the guard's face immediately changed, and he didn't care about peeking at the appearance of the woman in the carriage, he took a big step back, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You can't enter the city, go quickly." β
This attitude changed so abruptly that Shi Qingxue couldn't react a little, "What's going on?" β
"Don't you see what the notice says? No one with a fever was allowed to enter the city. β
Shi Qingxue followed the guard's hand before she saw the notice posted on the side of the city gate, saying that in order to prevent the epidemic from spreading again in the city, no one who was sick was allowed to enter, especially those with a high fever.
Because the primary characteristic of the plague patients was high fever, those people avoided anyone with a fever for fear of being infected.
The guard did not dare to enter the carriage to inspect it, and kept waving his hand to drive them away.
Shi Qingxue's eyes rolled, and she immediately understood what they were afraid of, and hurriedly said: "Official, you misunderstood, our wife really only has a fever when she occasionally feels cold, and she is definitely not infected with the plague." β
When she said this, she also quietly stuffed a big gold ingot into the other party's hand.
After receiving the 'heavy' gold ingot, the guard seemed to want to refuse, but he was a little reluctant to give up such a good thing, and hesitated for a while.
"Isn't it really a wind chill?"
When the guard asked this sentence, Shi Qingxue knew that the former was tempted.
She hurriedly nodded in response: "It's really just a wind chill!" What do you think, sir! Who is not afraid of death, if Madame, she is really infected with the wind and cold, can we sit in the same carriage with her? We're afraid of getting infected!
It's true that Mrs. had a cold yesterday, and she was very unwell when she woke up this morning, and she had a low-grade fever, so we hurried into the city to find a doctor to take a look. It's not a big deal, and we're going back to our hometowns, and now everyone is going to the door, but it's better to pass through the door, and we can't say it's okay to enter, right?
I also hope that the official can be accommodating and let us in. β
After Shi Qingxue's persuasion, the guard's heartbeat, which was originally only five points, suddenly became ten.
He glanced twice more at the carriage and hesitated, "Is it really a disease?" β
"It's really not, don't worry, sir!"
Shi Qingxue swore a promise, paused for a while, and then she stuffed the guards with an equally good gold ingot, and said with a smile: "The officials have been guarding the city gate for a day, and they must have worked hard, so I will give you some wine to drink, and I hope the officials will not dislike it." β
Her movements this time were not hidden, and she was suddenly seen by another guard standing far away, and the other party raised his voice and shouted: "Second Brother Zhang, haven't you checked it yet?" Can you get in? What are you doing there? β
The guard who was called Second Brother Zhang was still hesitant, but he was urged by this voice, and finally he was reluctant to send back the big baby in his hand.
Gritting his teeth, he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, you guys get in the car quickly, hurry up and enter the city, don't get in the way here." β
Shi Qingxue was overjoyed, thanked her twice, and hurriedly pulled Mo Junyang back to the carriage.
The wheels of the car spun again, and slowly and leisurely drove towards the city.
Shi Qingxue returned to the carriage, and before she could sit down, she was grabbed by a big hand. The body tilted, and fell steadily into the familiar and warm embrace.
The man's warm and ambiguous breath stained her ears red, "Bought concubine, huh?" β
Shi Qingxue was talking nonsense casually just now, saying whatever she wanted, without any shy away, she had a lot of fun alone, and she didn't think so much about it at all.
I didn't expect to be held in someone's arms as soon as the matter passed, and the autumn queen settled the account.
She subconsciously reached out and scratched her ears, but she didn't dare to look at Mo Junyang's expression, pretending to be deaf and dumb and said 'ah', and stopped talking.
Mo Junyang indulged her just now, and he didn't say a word, but when there were only the two of them, he didn't let her go so easily.
"I didn't care about Aunt Gui before, what happened to this 'fiancΓ©e' and 'bought concubine'?"
The man's voice is hoarse, and he is not angry when he is not smiling.
Shi Qingxue's eyes dodged around, but she couldn't dodge, so she defended loudly: "You already have a wife who hasn't passed the door!" β
Isn't that her?
She's not all lying, either!
"But someone just said that he was a concubine that the master bought back to serve...... Mo Junyang thought of Shi Qingxue's appearance just now when he didn't hesitate to speak, and he still couldn't ease up.
In this world, there is probably only Shi Qingxue who spares no effort to blacken herself!
Shi Qingxue was pointed out, and she no longer covered it up, looked at Mo Junyang, and said again in that natural tone: "A wife is not as good as a concubine!" I think it's good! β
Mo Junyang: "......"
The man took several deep breaths, but finally couldn't hold back, and snorted coldly: "Then why don't you say 'it's better to steal from a concubine'?" β
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