Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 127 This Emperor is a little infatuated ([-])

"Qin Lin is really bloody."

The system is worried: "It's like chasing your husband thousands of miles away."

Mo Xiaojiu also had a headache: "Nangong Mingqing obviously admires Qin Lin's proud and strong-willed woman. Will I really maintain the image of Bai Yueguang in his heart by maintaining this cold image?"

"It stands to reason that there is no problem." The system was also a little confused. "He already likes Mu Qingxue, and Mu Qingxue is such a person. There should be no change."

"You don't understand," she frowned, "People's hearts are unpredictable. I like this one second, and maybe I like that the next moment. Butterfly effect... Maybe according to Mu Qingxue's personality, she shouldn't be with her." If Dongfang Mingqing went to see the martial arts contest to recruit relatives, he would not have known Qin Lin."

"That's the end of the matter," the system suggested, "Why don't we go to Yunzhou as well to get a sense of presence?"

"Does this seem like something Mu Qingxue would do?"

"..."

The disaster in Yunzhou was serious, and the imperial court tried its best to rescue it, but it could not turn the tide. Many mobs organized riots there.

Mo Xiaojiu didn't want to go to such a chaotic place.

Another day passed.

Dongfang Buchang came to the Prime Minister's Mansion again.

Mo Xiaojiu: "The lord is too busy?" Why do you always come to her when you have nothing to do?

His smile is like a spring breeze: "Now the court is full of wind and clouds, I just want to hide with you to seek leisure, but Qingxue won't allow it?"

"I said no, so you won't come?" She looked at him.

His smile remained the same: "Nature will come."

Mo Xiaojiu: "..."

Fuqi couldn't bear to look directly at him, it was the first time he found out that his master was like this.

"what?"

When Fu Qi glanced at Mo Xiaojiu's waist, he couldn't help but question. Mo Xiaojiu cast his suspicious eyes on him, and even Dongfang Buyu also "looked" at him.

He was a little embarrassed: "I just saw the jade flute on Ms. Mu's body, which is very similar to the master's..." I couldn't help being surprised, don't look at him like this!

Dongfang Buyu said with a smile: "It turns out that Qingxue can also play the flute."

Mo Xiaojiu caressed the jade flute on his waist with his fingers, and said indifferently, "Just play it in your spare time."

He spread his hands: "Qingxue, would you like to listen to me play a piece of music?"

She understood, and put the jade flute in his hand.

When the familiar song of intoxication sounded.

Mo Xiaojiu: "..."

system:"……"

After the song was over, Dongfang Buyu returned the jade flute to her, and his usual warm and warm smile faded away, replaced by a touch of sadness: "This song is called Missing Wife."

System: "Isn't it called drunkenness?"

Mo Xiaojiu: "..." Wasn't it called homesickness at first?
In the past, she and Murong Zui set this song as Homesickness, but later she changed it to Nian Zui, and now it's Missing Wife again.

Dongfang Buyi put a smile on his face again: "I'm sorry, I was just feeling sentimental for a moment, and I just laughed."

Mo Xiaojiu suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and said calmly: "It's very nice."

"This is to commemorate my wife," he said with a hint of sadness in his tone, "forget it, let's not mention it."

Fuqi: "???" When did you get married, my lord?
Mo Xiaojiu forced himself to be calm: "I don't know that the prince married a wife."

Dongfang Buyu smiled slightly: "My wife is dead, so the world doesn't know about it."

Fu Qi: "???" His heart was full of doubts, but he didn't dare to dismantle his master's platform, so he blushed.

Mo Xiaojiu's heart skipped a beat, and her voice carried a bitterness that she didn't even notice: "My condolences."

Dongfang Buyi: "Haha."

That night.

Mo Xiaojiu hid under the blanket, and communicated with the system text through sleep.

(End of this chapter)