Disobedience

The wedding with Yang Lingyu was really grand. The welcoming team went all the way with gongs and drums, went around the west of the city in a mighty way, brought the bride's charming son and more than 100 dowry and came back with gongs and drums.

Mo Jing and Chengcheng didn't expect Zuo Ronghua to be the main force in their group of bridal chambers. After dealing with him for a long time, the wine on the scene was fully prepared, and Zuo Ronghua let him go to the bridal chamber after he had finished all the fuss.

It was already midnight after all the formalities were finished, and the mothers-in-law and maidservants all retreated.

Yang Lingyu raised her head to look at him, and he looked at Yang Lingyu too. She usually looks gorgeous, but today she looked like she came out of a painting.

"It's been a tiring day, let's settle down early."

Seeing the tears in the corner of Yang Lingyu's eyes, Mo Jinghe couldn't say anything else, and secretly cursed himself that he was not a fucking thing, and went to sleep in the study.

But he still can't walk well, and he has to use lightness kung fu to avoid the eyeliner of the queen mother. This day is really not as comfortable as when he was in Xiaohanzhuang.

In the early morning of the second day, he returned to the bridal chamber with lightness kung fu, pretended to open the door from the bridal chamber, stretched himself, and called someone to wait for the young lady to wash.

Yang Lingyu's eyes were red, but there was no hatred or anger when she looked at him.

The two went first to the Queen Mother to greet the Queen Mother.

The queen mother asked: "Is this little thing still safe last night?"

Yang Lingyu replied with a shy smile, "He treats me very well."

The queen mother said: "He has a bad sleeping appearance, and he likes to sleep with the quilt in his arms."

Yang Lingyu said: "Ling'er is at fault. I was exhausted last night and slept soundly. I didn't take good care of my husband."

Mo Jinghe has no feelings for her in his heart, but he has endless guilt and gratitude.

The queen mother turned her spearhead to Mo Jing and said: "I told you, no matter how you like it, you have to be restrained. Don't treat him badly."

Mo Jinghe wanted to pretend to be a dude in front of the queen mother, the kind who had no face and no skin, salivated and said with a smile: "With her by my side, I know what happiness is. In the past, brother Rutong took ministers to places like that, and they were all playing tricks." Where is the minister?"

The queen mother smiled and slapped his hand: "They are all married, and they don't speak properly."

Mo Jinghe smiled heartlessly at the Queen Mother.

The two went to the old house of the Mo family again, kowtowed and offered tea to the elders.Mo Jingren couldn't get away, so he prepared a generous gift and sent someone to bring it back to him, and told him to live a good life and not treat Miss Yang badly.

Mo Jinghe felt distressed, it's time to decide if you treat me badly...

After ten days like this, at night, Mo Jinghe was going to the study again, Yang Lingyu suddenly stopped him, and said shyly: "Sir, do you have any hidden illness?"

"Ahem..." Mo Jinghe said awkwardly, "I'm really not feeling well recently. I'm afraid that the sickness will spread to Miss Yang, so I'll go to the study to sleep for a few days."

Yang Lingyu walked up and took his hand from behind: "Master, you don't have to go anywhere else, we are husband and wife, what should we do together, if there is something wrong with you, we can delay the doctor's treatment, and there will always be Okay, no matter how bad it is, we can bring a child here..."

Mo Jinghe let out a long sigh, turned around, the hand that wanted to caress her cheek was hanging in the air, what a girl...

"Go to sleep first."

When he was leaving the house, he happened to bump into someone from the Xiaohan Pavilion, which shocked the spy of the Xiaohan Pavilion. It was the first time he met the rightful owner in person.

"Can you drink?"

The spy frowned: "The humble job is on the job."

Mo Jinghe patted him on the back, raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't your job just to spy on me? Let's go have a drink, and it will be convenient for you to work."

The detective frowned even tighter.

Listening to Mo Jing and Heartless, he said with a sinister smile, "Can you beat me?"

The spy lowered his head to estimate, and then shook his head seriously. The disparity in strength is too great. The person in front of him has Gu Qingzhu's true biography of Qinggong acupoints. He only picks temples, Tanzhong acupoints, and Mingmen acupoints to greet him in fights. The subordinates may be killed with one move.

"Then let's have a drink together." Mo Jinghe hooked his shoulders, "I didn't bring any money when I went out, so I found a restaurant in Dahane Industry, it's safe there."

When they arrived at the restaurant, the spy uncovered the black mask, and found out that he was a very smart and handsome half-grown child, with a very cute and cute appearance.

"Go get some wine."

"promise."

When the spy came back, he brought a lot of wine, dried fish, peanuts and other dried fruits. He had been there for a long time, so he probably sent news to Dahan Pavilion.

Mo Jinghe gave him an altar, took an altar herself, and said to the spies: "Do it!"

He didn't like drinking at all before. When he drank, he would think of the chair in the courtyard of Xiaohanzhuang, the hemp rope tied around his body, the endless wine and the buckets of ice cubes greeted him, and then endless dry wine. Vomiting, a splitting headache and a tumbling stomach, he didn't even have consciousness at first, and then gradually returned to the cage, and gradually became clearer, and finally he was never drunk again.

After the fifth altar, he was still awake, looked at the little spy lying on the case opposite, and said to the door: "Master Lu, send someone to take him back."

When Lu Shuhua opened the door and came in, there was not the usual joke in his eyes, but a kind of compassion.

"It's not easy to live like you."

Mo Jinghe smiled at him: "Your wine here is not strong enough to get drunk."

Lu Shuhua took a jar casually, opened it to drink, and did not answer the conversation.

Mo Jinghe turned his head, thought for a while and said, "You should tell His Majesty."

Hearing him say: "It's the responsibility." Mo Jinghe was still laughing, a little playful: "He rewarded me with a ten-day rest, and I'm still resting today, so I won't see you."

Lu Shuhua laughed at him childishly: "Under the whole world, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers."

Mo Jing smiled, picked up the chopsticks on the table, beat the rhythm on the wine jar, and sang: "Zhibi Beishan, talk and pick up the Qi; together with the scholars, do it day and night; the king's affairs are exhausted, worry about my parents Under the sky, is it the land of the king; on the shore of the land, is it the minister of the king; if the officials are not equal, I will be the only virtuous person. The four men are peng peng, and the king is next to him; I am not old, but my generals are scarce; travel strength Fang Gang, manages the Quartet. Some swallows live in rest, or do their best to serve the country; Either enjoy drinking and drinking, or be miserable and fear the blame; or go out and talk, or do nothing."

After singing, he raised his head, just facing Mu Dongchu who was standing at the door.

"Are you still complaining?"

Mo Jinghe only thought that Lu Shuhua was going to escort him to see Mu Dongchu, but he didn't expect Mu Dongchu to kiss him.He was a little panicked for a while, he didn't know when he contracted the disease, and when he saw Mu Dongchu, he became cowardly.Mo Jinghe, who just kept saying "I'm sorry to see you", knelt down and kowtowed along with Lu Shuhua.

Mu Dongchu asked them to get up, chose a seat opposite Mo Jing and sat down, looked at the empty wine jars all over the place, there were still more than a dozen jars that hadn't been opened.

Mo Jing and this is not to get drunk, but to die!

"I'll drink with you."