Mother Wu smiled and talked with Mrs. Cheng for a few words, and also praised Cheng Ting: "The third master is also very good, and he is always by your side." ”

Wu Yi saw if the refreshments in the main store were bought from his sugar shop, and echoed: "Yes, my brother came back from the festival, and he was busy before he got home, so A-Niang went to deliver the summer shirt to meet him." ”

He took a piece of mung bean cake: "By the way, Third Master, when will the palace be completed?" ”

Cheng Ting rolled up his sleeves and ate ice cheese: "It's almost right, there is only one of the three gates of Nancheng left, and some of the things to be used in the palace are transported in from the dock, and Your Majesty has a lot of himself." ”

There are six gates in the palace city, more than 20 palaces, with the Ziwei Hall as the permanent court hall, using thousands of craftsmen, the speed is so fast, almost rising from the ground.

"If you are looking for your brother, go to His Majesty's Mansion." Cheng Ting knew what kind of fart he wanted to let out - he wanted Miyagi to use the dim sum from his sugar shop, His Majesty didn't need it, and the public office next to Miyagi could also use it.

Wu Yi hurriedly waved his hand, not daring to dangle in front of Wu Jin.

Mrs. Cheng suddenly remembered something, and her eyebrows fluttered: "On the day Qianlan went home with His Majesty, the sky was full of light!" Pretty! I told Tarzan that this kid is not simple! ”

Cheng Ting looked at Mrs. Cheng suspiciously: "Didn't you say that the day I was born was full of sunshine?" ”

"Really?" Since Mrs. Cheng has a loving grandson, she is no longer fascinated by her mother's love, "What did I say? ”

Cheng Ting pouted, and at this moment, Fat Dahai squeezed from the end of the corridor covered in sweat: "Madam!" Third Master! It's coming, it's coming! ”

Cheng Ting jumped to the window.

Others also walked to the window.

Daqi is noble, Mo Lingfeng is just one person, she sits on a leather chariot, knows her identity, raises the system, enters and exits carefully, prepares things and moves, and guards are arched, and she knows at a glance that she can give others power and status.

In front of the car, Wenchen greeted him at the city gate, Wu Jin rode a big horse, looking forward to it, there was the calmness of the dragon and snake, and the strength of the pine and cypress dancing frost wind

Mother Wu stood behind Mrs. Cheng and saw the morning sun falling on the majestic leather, the golden light flowing, flickering, through the yellow curtains, dimly reflecting the figure of the empress inside.

In the light and shadow, the guards, Wu Jin, the people, and the entire Kuanzhou capital city were all in this bundle of dazzling lights, and the shadow of the latter person was stacked on the back of the previous person, and everyone's faces were blurred.

She couldn't see Mo Leaf's appearance clearly—the girl who was already unattainable, and now she couldn't even see her face.

She couldn't see Wu Jin's joys, sorrows, or sorrows, and she didn't know whether he was happy or subservient from the empress.

The only thing she knew was that the people of the city walked more briskly—the young empress, who briefly lifted the burden from their shoulders and gave them a respite.

Leather slowly pulled away from her gaze.

The Cheng family was full of praise for Mo Lingfeng and Wu Jin, Wu's mother never said a word, and when the crowd dispersed and the Cheng family left, Wu Yi mixed her into the carriage: "Auntie, the eldest brother is really lucky, at that time, I went to the Mo family to be a servant, who would have expected today?" Brother follows Your Majesty, that's really ......"

He wanted to say that the ancestral tomb was smoking, but seeing that Wu's mother had a bad face, he quickly closed his mouth.

Wu's mother glared at him, but still didn't speak, until she went home and saw Wu's father, and then said: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, we take good care of ourselves, that is, to add blessings to our children and grandchildren." ”

Father Wu nodded: "That's exactly the reason." ”

Wu's mother went to the kitchen to take a look, and when she came back, she buried herself in making clothes, and suddenly said after a while: "It is said that women should marry high, and men should marry low. ”

"Don't worry," Father Wu stringed her, "Your Majesty is not like that. ”

Wu Mu forced a smile, and unconsciously thought about what Wu Jin would be like now if she hadn't entered the Mo Mansion at the beginning.

Mo Lingfeng got off the frame in front of the Mo Mansion, ordered Wenchen to retreat, leaving only Wu Jin, and the two drove straight into the car surrounded by Yin Bei and the guards, and after the second hall, Mo Lingfeng turned his head sideways and whispered to Wu Jin: "Toothache." ”

Wu Jin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked at her cheeks, fortunately her cheeks were not swollen, and no matter how fast Mo Lingfeng didn't want to make a noise about it, he turned his head to Yin Bei and said: "As soon as Li posted it, he said that my hand hurts." ”

Yin Bei left in response, and the two walked to the study, where someone had already arranged an ice basin for refreshments in the study.

Mo Lingfeng waved his subordinates away, did not drink hot tea, walked to the iceberg, picked up a piece of crushed ice and put it in his mouth to relieve pain, and turned around to hug Wu Jin, who was looking for a hammer to smash the ice.

She pressed her sweaty face against his back, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Wu Jin was thin and strong, she reached out and touched his waist, let go of her hand, and felt that the toothache was better.

Walking to the rose chair and sitting down, she didn't speak with the ice in her mouth, and picked up a fan to fan the wind.

Wu Jin couldn't help but smile, chiseled out a box of crushed ice, hugged it with a handkerchief, walked over and handed it to Mo Lingfeng, and asked her to cover her face: "When did it start to hurt?" ”

Mo Lingfeng took it in his hand, pressed it on his face, and squinted his eyes ironingly: "Last night, I didn't eat anything sweet, maybe it was hot and painful." ”

"Have you eaten?"

"I don't want to eat it."

At this moment, Li Yitie arrived in a hurry, and after saluting, just about to see Wu Jin's hand, Wu Jin smiled and said, "It's Your Majesty's toothache." ”

Li Yiti raised his eyebrows, put the medicine box on the table, opened the lid and took out a bottle of insect tooth medicine, wrapped his fingers in a muslin cloth, and dug out a large piece of ointment: "Please Your Majesty move to the door and open your mouth." ”

Mo Lingfeng felt a little uncomfortable, put down the ice, walked to the door, opened his mouth to the sun "ah", and made a gesture of swallowing the sky.

Li Yitie walked over and bent down to look at the situation in her mouth: "It doesn't matter, there is no new one." ”

With that, he looked at the location of the insect teeth in her mouth and pestled it with one finger.

Rao is a heroine like Mo Lingfeng, and her eyes are also dark, and her brain seems to have been drilled by an arrow, and she screamed "whoa".

Li Yitie quickly withdrew his fingers, took off the muslin cloth and threw it into the slag bucket, packed up the insect tooth medicine, covered the medicine box, and retired very calmly.

He strode out of the Mo Mansion and got into the carriage, and Tang Shijie just vomited in the carriage, and asked weakly: "Master, is Wu Xiangye's hand okay?" ”

"Wu Xiangye doesn't have a hand ache," Li Yi's yin and yang weirdness sneered again and again, "It's a headache in my stomach." ”

He shouted to the coachman: "Go to the Imperial Doctor's Office!" ”

"What's wrong with this?" Tang Shitie panted, "It's not that your hands hurt, how can you say that your hands hurt, it's causing us to run so fast." ”

And Mo Lingfeng sat in the chair and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The pain in her teeth gradually subsided, but the pain in her head was so strong that she couldn't move, and her eyes were black.

It took a long time for her to open her eyes and look at Wu Jin: "It's just a butcher." ”

Wu Jin asked someone to bring a plate of steamed cakes, washed his hands, and said with a smile: "I shouldn't say that my hands hurt, look at him running and sweating, I will apologize tomorrow." ”

The steamed cake was fluffy, and he broke it into small pieces with his hands, making Mo Lingfeng open his mouth: "Eat something to cushion your stomach." ”

Mo Lingfeng opened his mouth slightly, took the steamed cake into his mouth, did not dare to chew, and swallowed it.

After eating a piece and a half like this, she was in good spirits and asked, "How did Dazhao react to the battle of Pingzhou?" ”