Originally, she planned to wait for Meng Yuanheng to cure his leg disease and then marry him, if there was no accident of falling off the cliff in Jinyang Pass, maybe they would have already married. Although she doesn't particularly care about the so-called status like the women here, she always has to follow the local customs, and the etiquette cannot be abolished.

More importantly, it is a foregone conclusion that the Xuanwangfu will break away from Dasheng and occupy the northwest, while the four-nation alliance that Meng Tianjue has been planning has not achieved results for a long time, which is enough to show that the other three kingdoms are still afraid of the Xuanwangfu. Therefore, this wedding can be used to test the attitude of various forces towards this place in the northwest today.

If Mo Qingshan is willing to come to Jingzhou this time to marry the two of them, it means that the Mo family is not a person who is stupid and loyal to the Dasheng court. And with the addition of the Mo family's forces, it is also a big help to the northwest. Coupled with what kind of secrets are hidden in this Mozi Order, which makes Mo Hanshan extremely nervous, and the turbulent undercurrent between the Shadowless Gate and the Mo Gate, she needs to discuss all this with Mo Qingshan.

In the carriage to Jingzhou, Meng Yuanheng hugged Shen Qianmo tightly, did not let go for a moment, and quietly listened to the woman's plans and plans for the future of the northwest, but he was silent all the way, and his face was gloomy.

"Heng, what's wrong?" Shen Qianmo sat up and looked at him squarely, and asked out loud.

She asked herself that she could be considered successful in psychology, but she still often couldn't figure out the mind of the moody man in front of her.

More than two months ago, on the night when King Xuan's Mansion decided to go on his behalf, she promised him that she would propose to him when the battle at Jinyangguan was over and he had cured the cold poison. I remember that he was obviously full of joy at that time, why did he seem depressed now that she took the initiative to get married?

Meng Yuanheng raised his hand, his fingertips caressed her cheeks like cream, and under his slender eyelashes, a pair of handsome eyes revealed a thick sense of guilt and resentment, and he muttered: "Mo'er, why didn't you let me meet you at the best time......

If they had met seven years earlier, he would have been able to show his best side in front of her, the little prince of Xuanwangfu at that time, with a prominent family background, outstanding military achievements, radiant spirit, and outstanding demeanor. But now what he can give her, in addition to a dilapidated body that has gone through vicissitudes, is only the infamy of the world for plotting treason and brutality and murder.

He had imagined the scene of their marriage countless times, ten miles of red makeup, the city was full of celebrations, everyone envied, he hoped to give her the grandest and most grand wedding, but now, he could only wronged her in Jingzhou City, a corner of the northwest, to deal with countless unknown dangers in the future with him, and even the wedding of the two must be mixed with so many calculations.

How could he bear to let her suffer such a grievance!

Shen Qianmo understood the guilt and hatred in his eyes, and also understood how regretful and unwilling he was in his heart. This man, no matter how powerful and ruthless he is in front of others, is often inferior and sensitive in front of himself, and because of this, he is always childish, and he is jealous regardless of the occasion or object.

In fact, in all fairness, in today's world, if it comes to intelligence and martial arts, there are very few people who can match Meng Yuanheng, and she really can't figure out how this guy's inferiority complex comes from.

Sighing lightly, she gently leaned on Meng Yuanheng's chest and said softly: "Ah Heng, there are many outstanding men in this world, but I met you alone, I met not the radiant young man seven years ago, but the way you are now." Ah Heng, if we had met seven years earlier, I would not have liked you, and you would certainly not have liked me. So we met the right person at the right time, which is a rare fate, you know? ”

Shen Qianmo's psychological age is several years older than Meng Yuanheng, and Meng Yuanheng seven years ago was too young and dazzling, and he was not the type that the rational and low-key Shen Qianmo would like at all. And Meng Yuanheng, who was the pride of heaven and the world's attention, would definitely not look down on an unknown boudoir daughter in the Shangguo Mansion, just because the little prince of Xuanwangfu at that time was afraid that there was no love in his heart at all.

And seven years later, he is a down-and-out prince with crippled legs, and she is the disfigured daughter who was killed and divorced, and they met each other in the worst moment, so they will pay attention to each other, and then slowly attract each other.

"I met the right person at the right time...... Meng Yuanheng muttered this sentence, and his heart was filled with tenderness. Although he had never heard of such words, it did not prevent him from understanding Shen Qianmo's meaning.

The tender eyes looked at the beautiful face in front of him for a moment, and the joy and emotion in Meng Yuanheng's heart were indescribable. His Mo'er is always so clear-minded, in one word. Isn't that how the two of them met? In the vast sea of people, they met by chance but did not miss each other, which is already a kind of luck.

He couldn't imagine what his life would have been like if he hadn't met the woman in his arms in his life.

"Mo'er, I love you, I Meng Yuanheng only loves you in this life...... all the touching and joy finally turned into an affectionate confession, Meng Yuanheng kissed Shen Qianmo's smooth forehead tenderly, then eyes, cheeks, and finally came to the lips, pried open her teeth, and danced with her lips and tongue. After more than two months of separation, now in such a sweet atmosphere full of love, Meng Yuanheng can't help but want to covet the beauty of more women in his arms.

"Mo'er...... I miss you so much......" Meng Yuanheng gently sucked Shen Qianmo's small and round earlobe, his voice was hoarse, and there was obvious longing in his eyes.

"No...... The child ...... "How could Shen Qianmo not know his thoughts, although her heart was also slightly trembling by his intimate actions, she still decisively grabbed the fiery hand that kept wandering on her body, and resolutely stopped the man's movements that were about to get out of control.

The pregnancy was only over two months old, so it was really not suitable for intercourse, and they were still in an embarrassing place like a carriage.

Meng Yuanheng's body stiffened. Damn, he couldn't help himself, he really forgot that Shen Qianmo was pregnant.

With a tense face and reluctantly stopped the movements of his hand, he pursed his thin lips, stared at Shen Qianmo's stomach, and said with some annoyance: "Mo'er, I hate him." ”

It is said that she was pregnant for ten months, but now it is only more than two months, Meng Yuanheng remembered that she would not be able to make love with Shen Qianmo for the next nearly eight months, and her face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Seeing his depressed appearance, Shen Qianmo couldn't help but laugh out loud. Knowing what he was depressed about, he wanted to tease him again, but in the end he couldn't bear it, so he leaned into his ear and whispered: "When the situation stabilizes after a while, it's okay as long as you are careful......

Meng Yuanheng's eyes lit up instantly, but the next moment he immediately darkened, and said unhappily: "I still hate it, and when I give birth to him, I will throw it to the nurse to take it." ”

Damn, I finally threw the pestering little fox to Yun Fei, who would have thought that a little thing that would distract Mo'er's attention would pop up again, and it would still hinder him from making love with Mo'er in his stomach, and he would have to give birth to it later!

No, the more he thought about it, the more he felt threatened, and he had to throw him away from the rest of his life.

"Meng Yuanheng, are you mistaken, he has only been formed for more than two months, you just want to throw him to the nurse, if this child knows that his father treats him like this in the future, how sad will he be?" Shen Qianmo raised his eyes and slapped him, and said helplessly.

Sure enough, you don't have to expect anything nice to say anything good about a man who is dissatisfied with his desires and extremely naïve.

Because Shen Qianmo was pregnant, the carriage drove slowly and smoothly along the way. When the group returned to Jingzhou City, it was already the dead of night and the moon was full of sky.

The Taishou Mansion was also silent. The secret guards were used to being silent, so when the group entered the mansion, they did not alarm the others in the mansion, Shen Qianmo asked Yun Fei and Yan Mo and others to go down to rest first, and just called Situ Gong and Lu Zhu into the room.

Although Luzhu already knew the news that Shen Qianmo was still alive, when he saw his young lady standing in front of him unscathed, he still burst into tears of excitement, and hugged Shen Qianmo and cried silently.

Situ Gong was naturally very happy to see Shen Qianmo return safely, and his old face, which had always been rigid and bland, rarely showed a little joy. But Shen Qianmo obviously didn't have any extra thoughts to catch up with them at this time, she patted the back of Luzhu's hand that was sobbing incessantly, and then called Situ Gong to the inner bedroom.

A pale, bloodless man was lying quietly on his bed, seemingly unconscious.

When Lu Zhu saw it at first glance, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and scream softly: "Miss, what's wrong with the prince?" ”