After Mo Wen thought about it, a bowl of medicine had bottomed out, Bai Lijing put the empty bowl on the high table and wiped Mo Wen's mouth. www.biquge.info Yuanshan happened to come in with dinner, his expression froze, and he said after a while: "Eldest son, let's eat." ”

Mo Wen wrote in the palm of Bai Lijing's hand: "Are you hungry? Eat together. I just don't know if the food is to your liking. ”

Smelling the fragrance of barley porridge, Bailijing felt even more hungry, and while lifting the brocade quilt, Fumo asked to get out of bed, and said with a smile: "It smells delicious." ”

When she saw the three side dishes and a bowl of rice porridge on the table, she turned her head and looked up at Mo and asked, "It's very light, it's ...... with me when I was there."

Suddenly stopped, just helped Mo Wen to sit down on the chair, took the coat in Yuan Shan's hand and draped it over Mo Wen's shoulder.

The smile on her face froze obviously, although she still kept a light smile, she pursed her lips tighter, Mo Wen kept looking at her, after she put on his coat, she pressed her hand on his shoulder, and Bai Lijing stopped at his side, and the two of them were very close.

Mo Wen used one hand to sign language to Yuanshan, Yuanshan nodded again and again, glanced at Bailijing, and said busily: "Yes, Yuanshan will go to serve porridge for Princess Jing." ”

So saying, he turned and withdrew.

Mo Wen then turned his face to Bailijing, she was standing, he was sitting, he looked up a little from her angle, and after a faint smile, he wrote: "I have always been used to light, if you think it is not delicious, tell Yuanshan, let them make it for you in the future." ”

He said "later", as if he was ready to live with her, this man had no quarrels, his years were as plain as water, day after day.

Baili Jing shook her mind slightly, Yuan Shan had already come back with rice porridge, and her eyes flickered slightly and put the dishes and chopsticks in front of Bai Lijing: "Princess Jing, your porridge." ”

Bai Lijing smiled at Yuanshan and was about to eat, but Mo Wen stopped her, in Bai Lijing's doubts, Mo Wen smiled unhurriedly, blew his porridge cold and pushed it to her, and replaced her bowl.

Cast it in return with a peach, she was kind to him, Mo Wen remembered, Bai Lijing held a smooth spoon, scooped a spoonful of rice porridge and put it in her mouth, it was a little sweet......

In the end, it's different.

Mo Wen's thoughtfulness and Han Ye's ...... In the end, it's different.

The rice porridge made by Han Ye is also very light, and he rarely puts sundries such as red beans and lotus seeds into it, and he is as innocent as others, and he knows that she doesn't like sweets, and the candied fruits he bought for her are mostly sour plums and green plums, and anything he gave her in the past is to her liking.

The incident that happened a month ago made the queen mother force her to take red bean porridge every day, even after marrying into the prime minister's mansion, Mulian has never forgotten her mother's instructions, and diligently made up for her body. But she didn't tell the queen mother and Mulian that a person who doesn't like sweets eats too many sweet things, and he will be so tired that he wants to vomit.

No matter how she pretended to be casual and continued to swallow, she still couldn't change the fact that Mo Wen was not Han Ye, even if he was her husband and her nominally closest person, even if Mo Wen was thousands of times better than she imagined, he would never be able to replace Han Ye.

Since Mo Wen changed Bailijing's rice porridge, Yuan Shan has been standing aside, trying to speak several times, and finally mustered up the courage to say: "Eldest prince, this is ...... This porridge is hot, and the distant mountains will bring it to you when it is cold. ”

Mo Wen ate very slowly, only after a long time to scoop a sip, slowly drank it methodically, his eyes drooped slightly, he couldn't see the joy and anger clearly, hearing the words, he lifted his eyelids and looked at the distant mountain, ignored him, and only made a "out" gesture, which was very obvious to expel him.

Yuan Shan's brows were about to knot, and he glanced at Bailijing extremely forbearingly, and reluctantly retreated.

There is a lamp in the small room, the two husbands and wives sit around the table and eat a light and simple dinner, the husband holds vegetables for his wife from time to time, the spring night is silent, the breeze blows in through the window, and the smell of peach blossoms in late spring.

No one intrudes to disturb them, and there are no trivial things, and although the atmosphere is quiet, it does not feel lonely, which is a warmth that has not been felt in more than 20 years. The pinnacle of glory must be accompanied by endless killings and plots, and the most comfortable moment is actually the cheap that was picked up by mistake, which shows how absurd the world is.

Mo Wen curled his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.

After the two of them finished eating, Yuan Shan came in and removed the dishes and chopsticks, brought in hot water to wash them, and asked hesitantly: "Princess Jing, do you want to sleep with the eldest prince tonight?" ”

Mo Wen was soaking his feet in hot water, and when he heard the question from Yuan Shan, his quiet black eyes also looked at Bai Lijing, vaguely with some expectation.

"Nope." Bai Lijing shook her head without hesitation, and hurriedly explained: "I don't sleep well, I'm afraid that the eldest son will rest, just make a bunk." ”

Yuanshan finally put his mind at ease and smiled diligently: "Yes! The minions are going to prepare the bedding for you. ”

The water in the wooden basin was too boiling, and Mo Wen's two scripts were only on the edge of the basin, and after listening to the conversation between the two of them, he suddenly lowered his feet into the basin, and the boiling water suddenly pierced like a thorn, and scalded his eyes.

Yuanshan quickly prepared the floor, a foot away from Mo Wen's bed, in order to avoid suspicion, Yuanshan sorted everything out and retreated early.

The night was getting deeper, Mo Wen was already lying on the bed, and the curtain had already hung down, but he felt a black shadow on the curtain, getting closer and closer, and sure enough, the curtain was gently lifted by a slender hand, and Bai Lijing sat at the head of his bed.

She was wearing only a middle coat, her hair was untied in a bun during the day, and the green silk was scattered like black silk behind her head. It's hard to imagine that at the age of only sixteen, she can have such an amazing beauty, even if she has no fat powder in the clear soup and noodles at the moment, and there is no gorgeous ornament on her body, her peerless appearance and perfect figure still make people's hearts flutter.

The children of the Baili family of the Daxing royal family have uneven appearances, only the princess Jing from the main palace is unparalleled in the world, and I have to say that God treats her quite favorably.

Mo asked what he thought was wrong with her, and asked with his eyes.

Bai Lijing pressed his body that wanted to sit up, stuffed a cold thing into his palm, and said softly: "You hold this whistle, if you want to drink water and think of the night, blow it, I will get up when I hear it." Good night. ”

She withdrew, closed the curtain again for him, and blew out the light.

The room suddenly went dark.

Mo asked the master, and with a slight light, he saw that the thing in his palm was shining with a smooth light, and the color was gorgeous, like blood.

It is a whistle carved from a rare deep-sea blood amber, in the shape of a little girl wearing a full-breasted skirt with a hanging bun.

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【Daily Theatre】

Mo asked: (delighted) Daughter-in-law, do you want to sleep with me when you come to my account so late?

Xiaobai: (decisively) No.

Mo Q: ...... Oh.

Xiaobai: (rolls his eyes) Look at your little daughter-in-law, die!

Mo asked: (to fingers) ...... Oh.

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