Mo asked not to know what had changed in Sheng Jing secretly in the more than a month that he had been in the northwest, after all, he was an outsider, and it was impossible to strictly inspect every corner of Dongxing in every detail. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Mo Wen knew that since he came back from northern Xinjiang, there were more eyeliners around Zuo Xiangfu, and even people were squatting outside the wall of the side courtyard, as if they were just waiting to find out his handle and put him to death.

It doesn't have to be Han Ye's people, it could be any force in the imperial court, they want to see what he is capable of climbing so fast in just a few months. The tree is so loud that even the mute who used to be silent and silent is now dying faster.

Therefore, the more formations there are in the side courtyard today, the less safe it is, unless everything is removed and the side courtyard is really turned into an ordinary retreat place...... Mo Wen thought about what Han Ye meant to him, and was even more sure that Han Ye's power in Northern Xinjiang was not so simple, and the great contribution made by the Beijun Mansion army this time was the meaning of King Jinyang, or was Han Ye's credit indispensable?

So, is it because Han Ye is worried that his wife is trapped in the Turkic camp, or because the Beijun Mansion needs this big victory?

Perhaps, all the mysteries will be solved when King Jinyang returns to Beijing to report on his work. In any case, he had to promise to save his life until the day his wife returned, and for that he had to plan well.

Half a month has passed, the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, there is a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers everywhere in Shengjing City, and a family banquet is set up in the palace, which is different from the last Duanyang family banquet, this time Mo Wen went alone, he sat in the carriage and thought, why are he and his wife not complete?

The autumn wind swept up the fallen leaves on the ground, swept over the red palace wall, and flew all the way to the outside of the wall. Mo Wen quietly looked out the car window, remembering the last distant Mid-Autumn Festival, in the Chang'an Palace City, that cup of mellow osmanthus brewed ...... He missed his wife more and more in the scent of osmanthus flowers all over the city.

"It's here, it's here." The carriage slowly stopped, and Gui Jiu helped him get out of the carriage.

Mo asked about the car, and at a glance, he saw Han Ye and his wife walking towards him.

Since the last time Han Ye drank together, his attitude towards Mo Wen has changed, and he no longer ignores him coldly, but greets him politely, as if they have really released their previous suspicions, Han Ye doesn't care that he marries his little junior sister, and he doesn't care that his wife still has Han Ye's place in his heart, and they really let go of each other.

Baililuo has reined in a lot since the last "miscarriage", and she has been grounded in the Jinyang Mansion for more than a month, which is the first time she has gone out. Despite the miscarriage, the color of Baililuo at the moment has not been attenuated, the makeup is still bright, and the silver lock pearls hanging down from the forehead are shining, which reflects with a light and elegant dress, which has a unique charm.

Seeing Han Ye and Mo Wen politely greeting, Baili Luo smiled, looked at Mo Wen with a pair of beautiful eyes, and turned to Han Ye and said, "I have been recuperating in the mansion for these days, but I don't know that my husband and Jing Ma are so friendly?" ”

Mo Wen smiled lightly, and said in his heart, she didn't know, he didn't know, only Han Ye knew.

Han Ye was silent, he was very indifferent to Baililuo, Baililuo was bored, but he relieved himself and said: "But it's not bad, the husband can make friends with Jing'er, and Sister Jing'er must be happy to come back." How can the love of this senior brother and sister who have been in the same family for four years be broken? That's great. ”

If she doesn't poke a hole in Han Ye's heart for a day, she won't give up, as long as Bailijing is mentioned, no matter how good Han Ye's concentration is, she can't hide it, Han Ye really didn't answer.

The three of them walked towards the main hall of the banquet together, the sky had just darkened, the surroundings were silent, Baili Luo walked between Mo Wen and Han Ye, and only talked to Mo Wen vigorously: "Does my brother-in-law know when Sister Jing'er will come back?" ”

Mo Wen shook his head.

"My father is really inconsiderate of my sister and brother-in-law, the newlywed has only been separated for a few months, and when my sister comes back, won't it be a little better than a newlywed?" Baili Luo said with a smile.

Mo Wen laughed.

"My child is accidentally gone, I hope my brother-in-law and sister Jing'er will have a precious son as soon as possible." Baililuo blessed.

Mo asked with a smile and thanked him.

Seeing Han Ye as nothing, Baililuo did not restrain himself, the couple who were originally so disgusted with Mo Wen were good to Mo Wen for their own purposes, Mo Wen pretended to be confused and acquiesced, anyway, he really missed his wife, anyway, what Baili Luo said was what he wanted to hear, and it was rare for this slut to listen to a few good words, so he only took her sincere blessing.

Another reason is that Mo Wen thinks Han Ye's silent appearance is quite interesting.

Like a long, long time ago, the name "Han Ye" is simply a magic obstacle for his wife, and no one is allowed to mention it, gradually, gradually, gradually, now she is better, she can be relieved, but she still can't let go of it in her heart.

But for Han Ye, it seems to be more serious, Han Ye has never talked much, and his temperament is calm, but he also has times when he is clever and tongue-in-cheek, forcing Mo Wen to sometimes be unable to parry. He could tolerate anything, but he had never heard him mention the name "Princess Jing" to others—whether it was the honorific title of thousands of people, or their former nicknames, he didn't mention a word. He, and his princess and wife were injured by Princess Jing and humiliated by Princess Jing in front of everyone, he never had the slightest resentment, he never accused her in front of anyone, he buried all his voices in his heart, and he was the only one who knew.

Baililuo grabbed Han Ye's death hole and stabbed him in the heart fiercely, Mo Wen glanced at him occasionally, and found that Han Ye pursed his lips, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he didn't even say a word, he still acquiesced, acquiesced to all the words of others, he guarded his own world and one heart.

Mo Wen sighed, there are many people in this world that he admires. For example, Han Ye's muffled and extreme endurance, such as Situ He's iron bones that only bend but not bend, and Li Shu's true feelings are exposed and open-minded...... Compared to the rest of them, there was no comparison at all, and the only thing left of him was about the sinister and cunning to take advantage of the danger of others......

What a despicable feeling.

In an instant, he was compared to the dust.

Mo Wen thought self-deprecatingly, and he didn't even hear what Baili Luo said in the back of him.

Baililuo was obviously very disgusted with Mo Wen, but he was happy because he stimulated Han Ye with Mo Wen.

When he entered the main hall and sat down, Baili Luo smiled and said to Han Ye beside him: "As long as you mention her, you won't be silent, what's the use?" Sister Jing'er is now very compatible with the horse, and people even chased her to the northwest, what can you do? I have heard that everyone in the border pass knows that Princess Jing and Jing are in love with each other. It's also quite strange, such a sick man even took away the limelight of the elegant and exquisite prince of Jinyang, and I was still worried about Sister Jing'er when I got married, afraid that she would ruin the rest of her life. ”

Baililuo's gaze fell on Mo Wen on the opposite side, and the voice was not loud, only Han Ye could hear it.

Han Ye squinted his eyes and said, "When will your mouth rest for a while?" ”

Only Baililuo could hear his words, but it was mixed with a thick warning, which was similar to his tone when Baililuo had a "miscarriage" that day.

Baililuo smiled, but he was very obedient: "I'm just talking casually, are you serious?" Everything is false, maybe the next moment, she will die of illness at the border pass, doesn't it mean that the plague is rampant after the war? ”

Han Ye didn't have a seizure, Mo Wen was so angry that he almost crushed the cup in his hand, he couldn't hear them talking, but he knew lip language, and when he saw Baililuo's slut's mouth open and close, he dared to look at him with a smile like that, thinking that he didn't know anything?

Idiot-like.

Mo Wen instantly sympathized with Han Ye, marrying such a woman, his wife would never be so noisy.

No, it's not, even if his wife is so noisy, she must be very cute, her little mouth is sweet, he likes to listen to her, and his voice is very good, and the fiercest sentence that scolds him is in the horse pen of the Turkic camp, she is annoyed and angry, you bastard......

Ah, that's nice.

Scolding is so good.

The princesses, princesses, and princes who went to the family banquet arrived one after another, and Emperor Jingyuan, Empress Situ, and Concubine Li arrived last, and sat on the main seat as usual. No one was absent, only Mo Wen left a vacant seat beside him. The Seventh Prince, Baili Mingxu, sat at the bottom of Mo Wen this time.

Before the banquet started, Baili Mingxu probed Mo and asked, "Brother-in-law Jing, is Sister Jing not coming back?" ”

Mo Wen deeply remembered that the first time the Seven Princes saw him, they were scared as if they had seen a ghost, he turned his head, and sure enough, Baili Mingxu was startled again, and his little head shrank back.

Mo asked why the kid had this question, he didn't speak, and looked at him.

Baili Mingxu sighed and said: "Taifu said that my father loves Sister Jing more than me, which is contrary to common sense. The concubine said that my father didn't like me, and I couldn't be the emperor in the future, so she was so angry, beat me, and punished me for memorizing thick scriptures. I hope Sister Jing doesn't come back so I won't get beaten. ”

Mo Wen laughed dumbly, the prince of the Li family was so innocent that he said such things to him, if he had the intention of harming him, how could this child be beaten? Peel off a layer of skin and make it light.

These seven princes are ten years old, and when he was his age, he had been criticized for all the twists and turns, how could he be so straightforward and stupid?

Want to be an emperor? If you do, you're just a puppet.

Baili Mingxu finished complaining, and without waiting for Mo Wen's answer, he snorted: "I remember, you are a mute, you can't speak." Suddenly catching a glimpse of Concubine Li glaring at him, Baili Mingxu was a little scared and said, "Brother-in-law Jing, you are dumb, you won't tell others what I just said, right?" ”

Mo Wen was really angry with this child, he was dumb when he opened and closed his mouth, and he really had no tutor.

Seeing that he was full of anticipation, Mo Wen smiled and nodded.

At this time, Emperor Jingyuan announced the beginning of the banquet, singing and dancing came up one after another, and the dishes were also served one by one, and the wine was half-drunk, and Emperor Jingyuan suddenly said: "All the concubines, emperors, and horses, drink a cup with me!" ”

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses, and the little princess and little prince who couldn't drink also replaced wine with tea.

After everyone sat down again, Emperor Jingyuan was very happy and said: "There will be two happy events in September, the first is the return of my Princess Rongchang from the northern Xinjiang, and the second is my forty-eighth birthday. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Queen Situ next to him, and said with a smile: "The queen knows that Jing'er's birthday is very close to my birthday, Jing'er is the first day of October, and I am the twenty-eighth day of September, so it is better to let me and Jing'er hold a birthday banquet together this time." In order to welcome the princess who has returned from the battlefield, you should not be taken lightly with your gifts. ”

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