Yun Xiaoshuang didn't have the slightest joking expression on his face, stared at Zhao Hong's eyes seriously, and said: "Xiaohong, while you are using the nobility of the Eighth Prince's identity, you must also clearly know the nobility of his identity, if he covers us openly, wouldn't it just tell those who don't deal with him that Mo Xuelou is his favorite thing?" Do you think these angry people will be angry with them when there is no way to bully the Eighth Prince? ”

Zhao Hong's face was pale, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Something like this, if it weren't for Yun Xiaoshuang explaining it to her, she wouldn't even be able to dream of it. The circle is too big, and the relationships in it are as intricate as spider webs but interlocking, like a labyrinth for her to go around in it, and it is difficult to get out if there is a deviation.

Murong Ye touched Zhao Hong's little head, looking at her with a little distress. In his heart, Zhao Hong has always been a person who is not very good, but simple enough, kind and pure, if he can, he hopes that she can live under his wing forever, and be firmly protected by him, from the dirt and fear of this world. But Yun Xiaoshuang would not allow such a thing to happen, Murong Ye had a hunch that Yun Xiaoshuang was looking for an opportunity to open a branch in Zhao Hong's name.

She is forcing Zhao Hong to grow up step by step, but she does not deprive her of her romantic happiness as a girl. In Yun Xiaoshuang's concept, no matter how coquettish a girl is, it is good to show weakness, only the career can never be compromised, even if the family does not give a dowry when she gets married, it doesn't matter, she can accept it for herself.

All in all, Yun Xiaoshuang is very conniving with both Zhao Hong and Yun Xiaoxue, but only in terms of economic independence is strict and domineering. In her own words: "You may be able to prosper a lifetime by relying on a man, but you are not a fart without a man." ”

It's hard to hear, but it's true from another perspective. Don't study, don't study, don't work, and is a married woman, in addition to laundry, cooking, and children, husband and children to warm the bed, if you know how to have the ability to be a fox, you can't starve to death, but if you don't have anything, you leave the man and your mother's home, and it's a problem to live.

Good girl, why bother to live your life in embarrassment.

Therefore, when Yun Xiaoshuang told her about the sinister nature of society, Murong Ye would not stop her even if she was distressed.

"I know what you're thinking, even if you rely on the gift of the Eighth Prince to come to Moxue Tower twice from time to time, if you don't solve the problem yourself, it's always a problem. Have you ever thought about whether it would be a heavy burden for Mo Xuelou if it pressed on the Eighth Prince's body. There are emperors and courtiers, and countless pairs of eyes are firmly glued to his body, eager to even eat, drink and stare at Lazar, just to wait for an opportunity to destroy him. If we attract the common hostility of the catering in the capital, not only will the Eighth Prince have no way to help us, but he may also be unlucky with the Eighth Prince. ”

If the entire catering industry joined forces to deal with Mo Xuelou, Yun Xiaoshuang really didn't dare to imagine what the end would be. It must be a bloody turmoil, and the Eighth Prince, as the "culprit" who "caused" this turmoil, must be severely punished. Not only that, these united merchants are no different from the rebellious crowd to the emperor, and when the time comes, they must be beheaded and exiled.

The best ending is that Yun Xiaoshuang rolls up and gets out, but the emperor, who has always been secretly observing, will inevitably think that the dignity of the royal family has been provoked, and these merchants still can't escape from it.

Some of what they said was something that Zhao Hong couldn't figure out at this time, but she believed in Yun Xiaoshuang's judgment.

In Zhao Hong's heart, Yun Xiaoshuang seemed to be omnipotent. She is like a person from the future, always able to predict the future development clearly. Zhao Hong remembered that when Yun Xiaoshuang first married into her family, she had a very bad impression of this girl who was not shameless and had a very bold idea, especially for her person, even to the point of disgust. I don't know when she turned into obedient to this disgusting stinky girl, as long as it was what Yun Xiaoshuang said, she believed it unconditionally.

"Sister-in-law, what should we do now?" Zhao Hong asked timidly.

Yun Xiaoshuang said that Mo Xuelou couldn't be a single family, but it happened so suddenly. They didn't want to dominate, but the effect of the capital was too good, and they just used a small wave of publicity to create such a huge momentum. It's already happened, what are they going to do?

"It seems that we can only repeat the old tricks." Yun Xiaoshuang sighed helplessly, thinking of the group of fierce gods and evil, staring at her like staring at the owners of delicious big fat meat, Yun Xiaoshuang felt a headache.

Sometimes, it's not a good thing for business to be too good.

The three of them discussed countermeasures, and when they came back to their senses, they were already on the moon branches. Stars fill the dark night sky, and the beautiful Milky Way spans the black sea. Yun Xiaoshuang pushed the door open, and the biting cold air hit their faces, and the three of them couldn't help but shiver, but when they raised their eyes, they were all stunned.

"Husband?"

"Brother?"

"Childe?"

The three spoke almost simultaneously, their voices trembling with a crushing twist.

In the corridor covered with snowflakes, a man in plain clothes sat in a wheelchair and quietly watched the fluttering snowflakes. Occasionally, naughty and disobedient snowflakes would fall over the eaves and fall on the man's hair, and the soft strands of hair that were pressed trembled slightly.

Hearing the movement behind him, the man pushed the wheelchair around in a circle, and his eyes fell on Yun Xiaoshuang's body, warm and gentle.

"Done?"

"Well," Yun Xiaoshuang nodded subconsciously, hurriedly walked to his side to help him tuck the somewhat messy cloak, put his cold hands into his arms, pulled the cloak and wrapped it, and reprimanded distressedly, "Husband, why are you here?" The night is cold, since you are here, why don't you go in and sit? ”

Zhao Mocheng's eyelashes trembled, and he whispered, "I heard that you were talking about things, and I was afraid of disturbing your conversation, so I didn't go in to disturb you." Is it done now? ”

"We're done." Yun Xiaoshuang's heart ached. She didn't know how long Zhao Mocheng had been waiting here, so that this light snowflake could also dye his hair under the eaves.

"Let's go." Yun Xiaoshuang didn't ask anything, tucked Zhao Mocheng's cloak, and pushed him away. Zhao Hong and Murong Ye followed behind and didn't say anything.

Seeing Zhao Mocheng when they went out today really scared them, they never thought that Zhao Mocheng would come out to look for them, and they didn't know how long they had been frozen in this ice and snow.

I feel very distressed, but I don't know what to say.

Until he got home, Zhao Mocheng didn't mention this matter, and even when he went to bed, his performance was very bland. In the middle of the night, Yun Xiaoshuang's stomach suddenly became a little hungry, and she crept up from the bed to the kitchen to find food. It was only then that she saw the meal in the kitchen, which was always warm.

He didn't eat anything.

Even, after they returned, they were not reminded to eat.

Yun Xiaoshuang didn't dare to say that she knew 100% about Zhao Mocheng, but she trusted Zhao Mocheng's feelings for her, and she believed that Zhao Mocheng would not forget to remind her to eat even if he forgot to eat. But today, he didn't say anything.

Zhao Mocheng, what happened today?

Yun Xiaoshuang felt terrible in her heart, and even regretted blaming herself for why she stayed in the restaurant to talk about things, why didn't she come back to discuss again? Maybe Zhao Mocheng encountered something that made him very sad today, or maybe he mustered up a lot of courage to want to share something with him.

But at this time, he was not there.

Yun Xiaoshuang didn't know how strong this feeling was to let him come out alone to find himself, and even sat in the ice and snow for so long.

When she was distracted, she suddenly heard a faint voice behind her and asked him, "Are you hungry?" I'll help you heat it up. ”

Yun Xiaoshuang was startled, but quickly realized that it was her husband, so she hurriedly stopped his hand stretched out to the small pot and said, "It's okay, you go back and rest, I'll come." ”

Zhao Mocheng's hand stiffened, silently retracted, and pushed the wheelchair away. Yun Xiaoshuang's movements stiffened, and she looked at Zhao Mocheng's back.

She didn't know if it was her own delusion, she felt that today's Zhao Mocheng seemed to be very wrong. There were many things in his heart, but never had they been so evident as they were today.

Yun Xiaoshuang temporarily stopped the movements in her hands, quickly caught up with Zhao Mocheng who was leaving, wrapped her neck around him from behind, her cold little face was attached to his face that was also not warm, and her voice was extremely gentle: "Husband, I'm sorry that I came back a little late today, which made you unhappy." ”

Zhao Mocheng paused, patted her little hand, and comforted: "Don't worry, I'm not unhappy." Just heat the soup, it's late, and it's hard to digest if you eat too much. ”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly paused, as if thinking about something, and after a moment suddenly chuckled, as if self-deprecatingly, he said, "Why should I talk so much? You're a doctor, so you know more than I do. You know best what to eat and how to eat. I rested first. ”

Yun Xiaoshuang looked at him in confusion as if he was a little anxious, and didn't react to why he suddenly said such a thing. But no matter why, it was a very strange thing for such words to come out of his mouth.

"No, Zhao Mocheng must have something to do today."

These words came out of Zhao Mocheng's mouth, and Yun Xiaoshuang was no longer suspicious, but affirmative. She caught up with Zhao Mocheng in three steps and two steps, grabbed Zhao Mocheng's wheelchair and didn't let him move, glared at him with aggrieved and annoyed eyes, and said angrily: "Zhao Mocheng, you are my husband, what can't you tell me!" ”