"The little miss still knows to come back." Liu Yun held Ye Qiqi's hand and looked at her with an angry expression on his face and said, "I thought the little miss would live down the mountain and never come back."
"How could it be, Liu Yun... you are overthinking..." Ye Qiqi laughed twice, and when he was about to say something more, Master Ye Jue's voice suddenly came from behind and said, "Is Qiqi back? ??”
After hearing this voice, all the maids and guards in the courtyard made way for them at the same time.
Master Ye Jue walked up to them with a smile on his face, bowed his hands and saluted, "I've met Mr. Mo, I've met His Majesty."
"Master Ye, you don't have to be so polite." Qi Qi's father smiled at Master Ye Jue, stretched out his hand to give him a virtual support and said, "We are here because of the trouble."
"Where, where? Qiqi's biological grandfather is also a friend of mine for many years. Now that you are here, I plan to follow you to find him." Master Ye Jue said to them with a smile.
"Okay." Qiqi's father didn't refuse and nodded directly in agreement.
"Let Liuyun and the others take you to your residence to rest first." After Master Ye Jue exchanged a few words with Qiqi's father, he ordered the maids to take them to rest.
Mo Hanqing naturally lived with Ye Qiqi.
Standing in Ye Qiqi's room, Mo Hanqing looked around and said with a smile: "This room is the same as it was eight years ago, there is no change."
"My room has always been like this." Ye Qiqi walked to the table in his room and sat down. He reached for the tea cup, poured a cup of tea for himself and Mo Hanqing each, and curled his lips and said, "Eight years You weren’t willing to play with me before, how dare you tell me about my room??”
"Oh..." Mo Hanqing smiled slightly, walked to Ye Qiqi, and did not go to get the cup of tea on the table. Instead, he directly took the teacup in her hand, handed it to his mouth and took a sip, saying in a gentle voice. : "My husband knows he made a mistake, but he just doesn't know if it's too late to correct him now."
"What's the time??" Ye Qiqi glared at him. This guy, she had just poured him tea, but he didn't drink it. He wanted to take the cup she had already drank.
"My wife wants my husband to play with you, and I will play with you how I want you to play with me." Mo Hanqing looked at Ye Qiqi with deep meaning in his dark eyes, and said in a slow voice: "Even if you are a wife, If I want to revisit my old place again and take my husband to the hot springs with me, my husband is also happy to do so."
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After Mo Hanqing finished speaking, the whole room suddenly fell silent.
Probably thinking of the incident eight years ago when she dragged Mo Hanqing to a hot spring and grabbed someone's little carrot. Ye Qiqi turned red and said to him: "You have a beautiful idea! Some things, If you miss it, it’s gone, and you still want to take a hot spring bath with me, huh, go and have your spring and autumn dreams!!”
"Oh..." Mo Hanqing looked at her with a half-smile, nodded slightly and said, "Since the wife doesn't want to take her husband to the hot springs, it's the same for the husband to take the wife with him."
"You..." Ye Qiqi stared at him with a pair of big black and white eyes, feeling that someone seemed to be becoming more and more shameless since their wedding.
"What's wrong with me?" Mo Hanqing stepped forward, gently held Ye Qiqi's finger pointing at him, lowered his head and bit her fingertip gently.