Mo Qihan pursed his lips, frowned, and said, "You just want to cut me off. Then you have to eat and have the strength to implement it. Otherwise, if you starve to death, you will have to lose yourself. , I will not die with you."
The effect of this sentence was so obvious that Ling Xueman blinked immediately.
"Ok."
Mo Qihan didn't say much any more, and stretched out his two fingers to untie Ling Xueman's acupuncture points.
"Let me down!" Ling Xueman raised her eyes, looked at the strange and familiar face, and said coldly.
"Dining."
Mo Qihan tightened the arms around Ling Xueman's body, spitting out two words faintly. Without looking at her, he just took his chopsticks to pick up the vegetables.
"Let me down!"
"To shut up!"
"Asshole! Put me down!"
"Din! Open your mouth!"
A small piece of Sixi meatballs was brought to her mouth, not allowing her to have a chance to shut her mouth tightly. His big hands around her reached under her armpit for some unknown time, and only touched gently, her body shook, involuntarily Opening his mouth, the ball entered her mouth. Then, he was expressionless and even said coldly: "If you dare to spit it out, or don't swallow, I will point your acupuncture points again, this time itching acupuncture points! "
Hearing this, Ling Xueman closed her mouth in horror, looked at the uncertain man in terror, subconsciously crushed the ball and swallowed it slowly, before daring to resist.
Mo Qihan continued to pick up the vegetables. Ling Xueman was forced to eat one bite at a time. He did not speak, and she did not speak. In the entire secret room, apart from the sound of chopsticks touching the plate and the spoon touching the soup bowl, there was nothing more. other.
A meal is finished in this way.
Back on the bed, Mo Qihan pulled down the veil, and wanted to embrace Lingxue in his arms as always, only when his fingertips touched her shoulder--
"Don't touch me!" Ling Xueman screamed like a conditioned reflex, and quickly retracted her body, her eyes filled with disgust.
With his fingers frozen in the air, Mo Qihan stared at Ling Xueman's face for a while, before he retracted it stiffly, and slowly said, "Then go to sleep."
Yuluo turned his face away, turned sideways, and gently closed his eyes.
Ling Xueman bit her lower lip fiercely, tears rushing out, and lay down on the innermost side of the big bed while clutching the quilt, crying silently.
Hearing her inconsistent breathing, he knew that she was crying, and her big hand pinched the corner of the brocade quilt very tightly.
After a long time, Ling Xueman finally couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"
Mo Qihan was stunned for a while, only replied: "Your concubine!"
"Is there nothing to explain?" Ling Xueman's nasal voice aggravated as she gritted her teeth and asked.
"No."
After a long pause, Mo Qihan uttered two words with difficulty.
"Okay!" Ling Xue pursed her lips and chuckled, "When can you let me go?"
Mo Qihan's pupils tightened, and he gritted his teeth, "Unless I die!"
There was no word for another night, and each went to sleep. They were separated by a distance of two pillows. Each was covered with a corner of the quilt, back to back, lying side by side. Because I remembered it in my heart, I didn’t turn over all night, so I kept it. Such a posture.
At five shifts, Mo Qihan woke up, rubbing his sleepy eyes, getting out of bed, lighting up and dressing. After finishing his work, he couldn't help returning to the bed, quietly looking at the person who was sleeping with his back to him, for a long time. , Leaned forward and carefully picked up Ling Xueman's body, let her sleep flat in the middle, and covered her with a quilt before leaving.
In the early dynasty, at the Jinluan Temple, Mo Qihan unexpectedly promulgated the two imperial edicts that had already been prepared!
"Sacred decree! Kneel down and listen to the reading--"
"Feng Tiancheng luck, the emperor called: General He Zhixin has guarded Pingzhou for several years and has made countless military contributions to Ming. I am grateful for his merits. From now on, I will give Pingguo Gong, ranking first! The mansion was built for the Pingguo Prince Mansion! Thank you for this!"
"Fortune in the sky, the emperor called: canonize the king of cloud Mo Yuqing as the marshal of the Pingzhou warlord, and the fifth prince Mo Qilin as the general of the warlord of Pingzhou. When the decreed arrives, he will immediately go to Pingzhou to take up his post! Wanger et al. Protect my borders and protect the country for me, Daming, An Jiangshan Sheji! Thank you for this!"
"The purpose is complete! Thank you--"
"Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor!"
He Zhixin, King Yun, and Mo Qilin were all in shock, thanking them for paying homage.
For the three kings and one party, such a sudden relocation can be described as a shocking change!
However, even if He Zhixin was dissatisfied in his heart, he did not dare to resist or obey the order. At present, others are in the capital, and there is no soldier in his hands. A little carelessness will cause the head to fall!
Therefore, he can only think about it for the better. He is ranked third, and has a daughter of a noble concubine. If the daughter can live up to the dragon seed, he will be the head of the country! This is worth working hard for the three princes, hitting a rock with an egg, and looking for a dead end!
Bai Jingan stared at He Zhixin, but he was full of jealousy. Now He Zhixin is one level higher than his title. How can he be calm in his heart
Mo Qiming's face became colder, even more expressionless, without saying a word.
After some remarks, Mo Qihan announced that he would withdraw from the court!
"Send to the emperor! Long live the emperor!"
After the emperor walked out of the Golden Palace, hundreds of civil and military officials immediately rushed to surround the letter of congratulation.
"Congratulations to Duke Ping! Congratulations to Duke Ping!"
"Gong Pingguo has risen steadily, so gratifying!"
…
Hearing the flattering congratulations from Baiguan, He Zhixin smiled and thanked each other one by one.
The moment Mo Qiming stepped out of the Golden Temple, his body was stagnant, and the cold light in those deep eyes was full! Mo Qihan, if you want to fight, let's die!
It has been a long, long time since he woke up, Ling Xueman was still lying on the bed, eyes wide open, but there was no brilliance, staring blankly at one place with a dull expression.
She was naked with her hair, and the dragon robe that wrapped her was taken away by him, so she lay in the quilt without wearing a piece of clothing, clearly remembering that she slept with her back on her back, but When she woke up, she didn't know when she had fallen asleep in the middle. This feeling made her ashamed. She wanted to hate this man. How could she cheekyly stick to him in the middle of the night because of her habit
I was so lazy that I didn’t want to move, and I didn’t feel any mood. Even though I knew that the dress was on the bedside stool, I was lazy to take it. Except I just couldn’t help but go out to solve the necessary physiology, I just wore one and went to the secret road. , And then came back and lay in the quilt.
"What time is it? The secret room is very bright, and the palace lantern is still on. If it is too late, Chuntang Qiuyue or the mother-in-law should come? Neither came..." Ling Xueman bit her lip and her nose became sour again. "That damn man, do you really care about me? Did you really lock me up? Hmm... There is no explanation, that is acquiescence, admit it, and step on more than a dozen boats with one foot, Mo Qihan, grandma Curse you, God bless the ship all overturned and drown you! Uh, every night, I ran out on the third shift to catch other women, and treat me as a fool, a fool!"
After crying for a while, Ling Xueman kicked his legs angrily. With this kick, he suddenly remembered the golden chain on his right foot, and immediately sat up, lifted the quilt, bent her legs and lowered her head to bite. She wanted to break or throw away. Get rid of this dirty thing, as long as it belongs to the man, it's dirty! Every day I touched other women's bodies and came to hug her and touch her again. It was disgusting, and it was so dirty that she wanted to vomit!
Pulling, biting, pulling, pulling, any means were used, but it couldn't be removed, Ling Xue was so annoyed that she reached out to touch the hairpin on her head to break it off, but she didn't touch anything, and then she remembered everything. Taken away by the dead man!
"Go to death, go to death! Mo Qihan, go to death!"
Grabbing Mo Qihan’s pillow and slamming the gauze tent, Ling Xueman lay down on the bed and cried bitterly. The quilt was kicked to the corner of the bed. She lay naked on her stomach, freeing her grievances and grievances. anger.
As soon as Mo Qihan came in lightly, he saw a pillow flying out, and then that sentence... couldn't help swallowing, sighed, quietly approached, picked up the pillow and lifted the gauze tent, but I almost got a nosebleed by the glamorous picture in front of me!
Ling Xueman, who was in sorrow, didn't notice it, there was an extra person beside the bed, and it was the man she wanted to curse to death! Cried for a while, tired, and closed his eyes in a daze.
In Mo Qihan's forehead congestion, Ling Xueman choked intermittently into her ears, and she recovered, patted her forehead in annoyance, and pulled the brocade from the corner of the bed to cover her body. However, this action woke up. Ling Xueman!
Turning his body around, Ling Xueman looked straight into those dark pupils, and the pissed Jiang Jinbei lifted away again, still with tears on his face, and said coldly, "Let me go!"
Mo Qihan pursed his lips, picked up the brocade and covered Ling Xueman's body again. She was so angry that she was about to lift it, but he clasped her wrist, looked at her, and said in a very flat tone: "You know, that It's impossible!"
"I won't be your restraint!" Ling Xueman shouted vigorously, and the tears that had just stopped fell like a rain curtain, and soon wet his cheeks.
"I didn't think so!" Mo Qihan sat on the bed on one knee, leaned over and clasped her hands, and replied softly.
Ling Xueman struggled hard and roared, "You said no! What do you think of me! Who am I?"
"My wife!" Looking at her intently, for a long time, he gently spit out four words.
"Liar! Asshole! Even now, I'm still coaxing me with witty words, when I'm an idiot, right?"
Ling Xueman got even more angry when she heard it, and kicked at Mo Qihan. He didn't hide, let her vent without moving, and never snorted. He just stared at her deeply, and couldn't cry when she kicked out of strength. When he came out, he said softly: "It's late, it's time to get up to freshen up and eat!"
"Using your dead head, grandma won't eat, don't eat!" Ling Xueman said weakly, and after speaking the last two words, she shouted out with all her strength.
"Do you want to starve to death if you don't eat? It's better if you starve to death, and a straw mat is wrapped in a burial mound. If you are half hungry, even if I let you go, will you have the strength to walk out of the capital?"
Mo Qihan spoke unhurriedly, observing the changes in Ling Xueman's expression, paused for a moment, and then said: "You just abused yourself to death, who would love you? Are you going to give your husband a hand? You? Don't you want to live and wait to see who will be pregnant with my dragon seed?"
"Let what? Do I have the right to give or not? Don't forget, I have a letter of resignation written by you!" Ling Xueman sneered with tears, and the words were full of sarcasm.
"I've taken back the letter of divorce a long time ago, you are no longer there." Mo Qihan said blankly.
"What? You, you are a treacherous villain! When did you steal the divorce certificate? Give it back to me! We will get married in the future, nothing to do!" Ling Xue's blushing face was thick and her neck was thick, and she started kicking and fighting with all her strength. .
Mo Qihan finally frowned slightly, glanced at Ling Xueman more intentionally, sneered at the corners of his mouth, "Of course it’s good to be married, but look at you now, with tears on your face, shaved heads, no powder on your face, and dry lips. , The eyes are swollen, the cheeks are sunken, can anyone still see the ugly? No matter how hungry and thin, which man can still look at you?"
"You! You..." Ling Xue panted and stared at the man in front of him. The dignified and elegant, wicked and arrogant, handsome and unforgettable, really like the Haikou praised to her, unparalleled in the world! Of course, at this moment, she really wanted to ruin his face! After being blocked for a long time, Ling Xue finally jumped out angrily, "Okay! I will dress up and chase a man to show you! Mo Qihan, listen carefully, you are not worthy of letting me have a baby for you! I'll go! I will show you a seed from another man!"
Mo Qihan's eyes flashed, let go of Ling Xueman's hand, stood up and took her clothes without saying a word, propped up her body, and without a word, dressed her gently, as always.
However, the more Mo Qihan pretended to be gentle, did not explain, and did not speak, the more angry Ling Xueman became, and the more angry he wanted to kill!
She now thought of using one word to describe him: Meng Sao!
When I was angry again, I thought of the hands that were moving around her to dress her body. I once hugged and touched those bitch women who had touched the concubine Yi Guifei Li. Then I suddenly felt sick, and suddenly opened him, with a low growl. ,"Do not touch me!"
Mo Qihan froze. He looked at Ling Xueman with some hurt in his eyes. After being silent for a while, he got up, turned his back, and indifferently dropped a sentence, "Then you wear it yourself!" Then he lifted the gauze and walked out.
Ling Xueman snorted coldly, gritted his teeth, "Disgusting! Dirty!"
After getting dressed and getting out of bed, Chuntang Qiuyue was busy packing the bath tub, the bowls, chopsticks and dishes on the table last night, and the basin for washing was already prepared. Seeing her, the two girls smiled and blessed themselves. Said: "The slave and maidservant please peace with the empress!"
However, when this name was heard in Ling Xueman’s ears, he only felt it was an insult. He immediately pulled down his face and reprimanded: "You are called ghosts! Who is your mother, want to call, call outside! There are more than a dozen outside. A lady, enough for you to call!"
At this moment, Mo Qihan was standing in the corner thinking about things, he heard the words, looked sideways, and said faintly: "Chuntang Qiuyue, ignore that ugly woman, do your thing!"
"Yes, the emperor!"
Chuntang Qiuyue hurriedly agreed. One person wiped the floor of the table, and one person wiped Ling Xueman's face with a wet towel. Ling Xueman suffocated his anger, stared fiercely at the damn man in the corner, and grabbed the towel from Qiuyue's hand. Washing up in front of the basin, with her waist-length hair, she casually pulled two braids. Anyway, she doesn't have a headwear and can't get out of the secret room. Who will show her beautiful dress
Chuntang Qiuyue's mouth kept twitching, and she looked at Ling Xueman's special dress in surprise. She didn't dare to say anything. After finishing packing, she arranged the food and snacks in the food box. When Ling Xueman was not paying attention, she quietly opened Shimen and walked back.
Mo Qihan sat down at the table, picked up his chopsticks silently, and ate with relish. After waiting for a while, seeing Ling Xueman still standing in front of the dressing table, he said, "You don't want to eat this meal. I won’t give you food again, I will do what I say!"
Ling Xue's face turned blue with anger, and her teeth clenched tightly. For her revenge plan, she endured it!
So, a breakfast meal, she ate more fragrant and more delicious than him, and she had a round belly. Then she threw the chopsticks and didn’t even look at him. She went into the secret road and went back to the room of the clothing bureau. Up.
Mo Qihan also stopped his chopsticks. What he ate in his mouth was actually tasteless. It was just that he pretended to be very tasteful and used to stimulate her. Only he knew the sorrow in this.
All day long, Mo Qihan was busy in the study, and in the afternoon, suddenly there was an urgent report!
"The emperor, Nanzhao Kingdom sent a letter of credence, Nanzhao Prince Xuanyuan Gujin will bring the envoy to my Ming Dynasty on the eve of the Shangyuan Festival, to pay tribute to the emperor, and see the emperor!" Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites knelt down and presented the letter of credence.
Mo Qihan looked over with joy, "Okay! On top of the treaty signed by the two countries, Nanzhao needs to pay tribute to my Ming dynasty from this year! The Ministry of Etiquette book, you must be prepared to receive envoys, no mistaken!"
"Yes, the minister obeys the decree!"