(44) Millennial drunken flower brewing

After all, she has lived in modern times for twenty-two years, and although she has worked hard to integrate into this world in ancient times, it is difficult for her to have a sense of belonging.

This kind of thought was the craziest when Mo Yuli married Su Xue'er, at that time she had just become pregnant, but for the sake of her dignity that she didn't want to be hurt, she also tried her best to prevent herself from loving and relying on it, but the information he told him tonight made his original insistence shaken.

But without Su Xue'er, there will be others.

In the modern age of monogamy, her father is still like this, let alone in this ancient era when men were inferior to women and there were many wives and concubines?

Mo Yuli can more or less rely on her, and sometimes even reject her, but what the reason is, he has never been clear, the unhappiness of his parents' marriage has a deep-rooted impact on his children.

But if you go back, what about Rui'er?

Luo Qianhan leaned on Mo Yuli's arms, and for the first time felt confused from determination.

Su Xue'er left, and Mo Yuli naturally moved their mother and son back to Xiangguo Mansion, and Miao Jiang naturally followed her in order to take care of her grandson.

Gongsun Lou, Feng Wujiu and Jiang Qingshang, Mo Yuqi and Long Qianyang also followed Luo Qianhan back to Xiangguo Mansion.

Luo Qianhan never knew that she was so popular, why everyone lived wherever she lived.

Xiangguo's Mansion became lively all of a sudden, his wife and children returned, Mo Yuli was no longer a tense face, the people were not so nervous, and everyone was more energetic in their work.

Indifference and coldness silently watched the changes in Xiangguofu, and felt that his master's emotions were simply terrible affected by Luo Qianhan, but looking at his wife's consciousness, it seemed that he didn't take his master to heart at all.

It is said that women will die for men, but now it seems that the master is more dead-hearted, what about the charm of the master?

Leng Ying also silently shed tears of sympathy for his master.

His wife was always so ...... Belch...... Larger than life.

Back in Xiangguo's mansion, Luo Qianhan regained the identity of a female official and helped Mo Yuli deal with some state affairs.

When Ling Yinchen came, when he saw the husband and wife who worked together for him, thinking about the restraints he was in the palace, his mood suddenly brightened.

"Brother Li......" As soon as Ling Yinchen spoke, Luo Qianhan was really taken aback.

Is this still the Emperor of Ling who tortured himself and was as cold as death?

Mo Yuli was obviously also very uncomfortable, and casually added some internal force to the file in his hand, Ling Yinchen took it dangerously, looking at his red and swollen palm, Ling Yinchen's mouth pouted, "Brother Li, it's not fair, why has your skill risen again?" ”

Ling Yinchen was unhappy again, he had made him so busy, and now that Luo Qianhan had given birth to a lovely son for him, shouldn't he have no skills and no time to practice at all?

Why his cultivation has risen so fast, he is not convinced.

"Try it again" Mo Yuli didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and threw out five more files, each of which was wrapped in ten percent of his skills.

"Ahhh......h

Luo Qianhan is not used to the way these two people get along, but it is not only Mo Yuli who has a grudge against Ling Yinchen, but now she is also angry, okay?

"Emperor Ling, please take a seat!"

"It's still Qianhan who knows that he feels distressed." Ling Yinchen rubbed his pain and sat down generously, Luo Qianhan didn't care about what he said, but there was a big vinegar vat here, and it seemed that the atmosphere was not so right.

Ling Yinchen sat down, and Luo Qianhan hugged the mountain of folds on his desk and Mo Yuli's desk in front of him, "Please take a look at it yourself." ”

Luo Qianhan is indeed a good-natured person, although he has long complained in his heart, he can still do things politely, maybe only Mo Yuqi has seen her unreasonable appearance.

Mo Yuli was amused by Luo Qianhan's actions, took her hand, and dropped a sentence, "I will call my sister-in-law in the future" and walked away.

"Come back, I said you two will bring me back", Ling Yinchen looked at the mountains of folds in front of him, and immediately exploded, Even "I" was used.

But the two people who walked away were not afraid of his identity.

Ling Yinchen scolded two people who were not interesting enough in his heart, and quickly processed the music in his hands. This cousin Mo Yuli is a fox, he must have guessed what he was going to say today, so he didn't give it a chance at all.

Two people who rarely have time, strolling in the garden of Xiangguo Mansion by moonlight, from the realization to the present, they seem to have never enjoyed the world of two people so much.

Mo Yuli couldn't stop swaying Luo Qianhan's little hand, he felt that he owed her too much, but this little woman looked like a good temper, but in fact, she always had a grudge against him.

Su Xue'er's matter was indeed to protect her so that he had to wronged her, even now he didn't dare to disclose her identity, Edgeworth Villa was just a small part of the dark forces, and the shocking conspiracy behind him made him dare not let his guard down at all.

But this seemingly weak little woman refuses such protection, even if there is danger, she still has the right to know, he doesn't say anything, she will be cranky.

Of course, Luo Qianhan didn't know that Mo Yuli had reflected a lot on the past in just a quarter of an hour, but this kind of relationship made her resist to some extent.

Because the night is too beautiful, it will make people lose their minds.

She didn't want to get too deep into him, she wasn't ready to stay.

In the pavilion not far away, Qin Dongli drank and found a century-old drunken flower brew in Xiangguo's mansion, and he was even happier when he saw that Mo Yuli's big killer weapon actually cared about cowardice in front of Luo Qianhan.

Mo Yuli was about to pull Luo Qianhan to go in a different direction, and Qin Dongli jumped in front of them generously.

"What, the national teacher doesn't plan to introduce it" Qin Dongli was just about to take a closer look at Luo Qianhan, but he was immediately blocked behind him by Mo Yuli, this kid has countless women, and his eyes are poisonous.

"It's so stingy, you can't look at it" Qin Dongli poured another glass for himself, raised his head and drank it all, the aroma of wine wafted over like this, Luo Qianhan's eyes lit up, "A hundred years of drunken flowers?" ”

"You know wine?" Not only Qin Dongli, but even Mo Yuli was taken aback, and not everything had been seen in this hundred years of drunken flower brewing.

Qin Dongli saw Luo Qianhan's appearance clearly, if the figure is not plump, but there is an extraordinary dust-removing temperament in it, what satisfies him the most is her simple but beautiful but not greasy appearance, which makes Qin Dongli have a little respect for women for the first time.

Knowing that she understands wine, Qin Dongli handed over the wine jug, and Mo Yuli naturally wanted to act as a wine hander, he didn't want his beautiful girl to have direct contact with other men.

Luo Qianhan took the wine jug and sniffed it closely, and knew that the time for this wine to be brewed was not a hundred years, but only twenty years.

But why is it called "100 years of drunken flower brewing", it is because it uses iceberg snow water that has been frozen for thousands of years.

Luo Qianhan said very casually, as if she was very familiar, but it set off a storm in Mo Yuli's heart.

"Do you know what this wine is made of besides icebergs, snow and water?"