Disobedience

Mu Dongchu couldn't tell how he felt towards Mo Jinghe these days. Ever since they said those words, Mo Jinghe suddenly became very obedient, and sometimes even asked: "I have learned some new tricks, Your Majesty today. Do you want to stay and try later?"

Mu Dongchu thought that Mo Jinghe would participate in politics sooner or later after taking charge of the Mo family, so he told him some things about the court every day intentionally or unintentionally. Mo Jinghe was not very interested in these things, and sometimes he just listened to them fell asleep in his arms.

Once Mu Dongchu was well served by Mo Jinghe, Mo Jinghe still kept kneeling on the ground, stretched out his arms around Mu Dongchu's waist, and said in a begging tone: "Your Majesty asked me to see Mrs. Mo Well, he is sick like that, the minister should be there to take care of the sick, Old Master Mo took good care of the minister, maybe this is the last time, and if the minister never shows up, His Royal Highness Beichen King will be suspicious."

Mu Dongchu stretched out his hand to stroke Mo Jinghe's hair, which was smooth and black, as soft and submissive as his temperament. He went around the ear, stroked the chin with the back of his hand, gently pinched the chin and lifted it.

Mo Jinghe raised his eyes, perhaps because he was a little cruel just now, there was still moisture in Mo Jinghe's eyes, and his eyes were a little blurred, looking a little more charming than before.

He didn't want to hold him back either, even though they ate together during the day and slept on the same bed at night, Mo Jinghe always supported him and cooperated even more in bed, but he didn't know why, but he always felt that Mo Jinghe was indifferent to him And alienated, not even as good as Lu Shuhua or Xi Shaoliang.

"How long do you plan to stay?"

Since it is a sickness, of course he will come back after the illness is cured, but the illness will probably not be cured, and Mu Dongchu will not allow him to stay outside for so long.

"Two days."

"Going to see Yang Lingyu too?"

Mo Jinghe stopped talking, lowered his head to hold Mu Dongchu's hand and kissed it lightly, sucked it up and down with his thumb in his mouth, and licked between each finger. The tip of his tongue was soft, strong, moist and warm until he was When Mu Dongchu's palms were licking and circling, the electric current spread along the palms to his heart, numb and itchy, but he couldn't scratch it, and went all the way down to his lower abdomen. I can't stand it either.

"You!"

Always fooled.

This is another cloud and rain...

When Mo Jinghe woke up the next day, he felt that every bone in his body was about to fall apart, his muscles were sore and swollen, and he couldn't get up for a while. Too much, I washed and changed clothes before dawn and went to court.

What kind of stimulus did you get to strike so hard...

Mo Jinghe lay on the bed in a daze for a while, and vaguely saw Mo Jingren covered in blood, but stood there leaning on the long sword in his hand, firm and indestructible, surrounded by a sea of ​​corpses, There are soldiers from Dongmu Kingdom and some from the enemy army. Their blood is mixed together, and they cannot be distinguished from each other, but they still stare at each other angrily after they die, refusing to close their eyes.

Mo Jinghe slowly opened her eyes, and now she couldn't sleep anymore.

He began to despise his own naivety. He used to think that Mo Jingren was indestructible and would never fall, but he never thought that the battlefield was dangerous and human life was weak.

Mo Jing and Xiaohan Pavilion, who went back first, explained some things, and went over the wall to Dahan Pavilion to find Lu Shuhua. Although the dream was a bit nonsense, it was so real, and I couldn't let it go.

Recently, there was a war in the east, and King Beichen was going to rebel again. Mu Dongchu detained Mo Jinghe in the side hall, which gave him a lot of time to hide.He can hide, but Lu Shuhua can't. He is reading documents with frowning eyes. The thick stack on the left should be finished, but the stack on the right is much thicker than the one on the left. Did not read.

"Director Lu, do you have time? I have something to ask."

Lu Shuhua didn't want to lift his head, and said in his mouth: "It's lucky that Mo is in charge, and he can still be so leisurely at this time."

Mo Jinghe found a seat on the side.

"Murder and set fire to Xiaohan Pavilion is good, but at this time you have to rely on Dahan Pavilion."

These few words were very useful to Lu Shuhua.

"Just ask."

"Is the war in the east very tense, brother, do you have any news?"

Only then did Lu Shuhua raise his head, loosen his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Look at this hour, isn't Mr. Mo having a nightmare?"

Of course Mo Jinghe refused to admit that he had a nightmare, so he came to ask about such things.

"I miss my brother so much."

Lu Shuhua smiled with half-belief: "General Mo's side has been reporting a lot of success recently, and the fight shouldn't last long. His Majesty seems to intend to call General Mo back to Qingdu after this battle is over. Then you can reunite gone."

Mo Jinghe immediately burst into a smile.

"really?!"

"You look so pretty when you smile like this. Your Majesty will like it if you smile more."

Mo Jinghe glanced at him and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

"This information is not worth thanking."

Mo Jinghe lowered his head: "Thank you for staying with me as before even though you knew about your Majesty and Your Majesty, thank you for not looking down on Your Majesty."

Lu Shuhua snorted softly: "It's because you look down on me, don't put it on face."

Mo Jinghe smiled even wider.

"Brother Ruo, if you have any news, please let me know. You should be busy, and I will take my leave!"

Mo Jinghe went back to the old house, but he couldn't see Mrs. Mo, the uncle personally blocked the door, and only said that the old man wanted to rest, it was inconvenient to disturb, because Mo Jinghe's official position was hindered, it was not easy to force it, but his attitude was firm .

"Since that's the case, uncle, you need to worry about His Highness's affairs."

Mo Jing bowed and bid farewell.

Uncle Liu stood there in a daze for a long time, he knew all about what these words meant?He is a dandy, so he knows about His Highness King Beichen?

Since he couldn't see Mrs. Mo, it was meaningless to stay in Mo's house, so Mo Jinghe hid in the carriage after leaving the old house.

The coachman waited for Mo Jinghe to tell him where to go, and there was no movement after waiting for a long time.

"My lord, where are you going?"

"Sir?"

"Go back to Mo Mansion."

Only now did he understand that the Queen Mother really had far-sightedness. At that time when he gave this house, he only thought that she would install eyeliners to facilitate surveillance. Now that he thinks about it, he probably expected this day long ago.

Even if Mo Jinghe doesn't go home, Yang Lingyu still dresses up carefully every day, with elegant makeup and a dignified demeanor.

When Mo Jinghe returned to the mansion, she led a group of servants to welcome her to the gate.

"Sir, you are back."

She bowed down generously, graceful and graceful, with only joy in her eyes and no resentment.

Mo Jinghe couldn't bear her bow, so he hurriedly helped him up, Yang Lingyu smiled at him: "This is Miss Xiping, if the servants hadn't mentioned it to the concubine, the concubine would not have known that she was in the mansion, My husband brought her back from the Xijin Kingdom all the way, and I thought he liked her, but my concubine didn't take care of her for a few days after entering the house, so I treated her poorly, my husband forgives me."

It was only then that Mo Jinghe noticed that Xiping was also nearby. He knew in his heart under what circumstances he would bring up Xiping, and it would not be easy for Yang Lingyu to be the head of the house.

She nodded to Xiping as a greeting.Then he said to Yang Lingyu: "You are the mistress of the family, treat whoever is kinder, just look at your mood, don't need to tell me. It's rare for me to go home, let them go, let me talk to each other."

Yang Lingyu was a little puzzled. She originally thought that Mo Jinghe didn't like her because she was attached to her, and she liked Xiping.

Yang Lingyu let them go, and went back to the house with Mo Jing.

Mo Jinghe closed the door, checked again that there was no one around, then took the paper and ink, pulled Yang Lingyu to the top, and lowered the curtain.

Mo Jinghe wrote on the paper while talking: "There will be some troubles recently, so I can't go into details. Before the troubles happen, I will send you away first."

Passed the paper to Yang Lingyu, only to see that Yang Lingyu blushed, took the paper with both hands and looked at it, but suddenly turned pale again.

She has always been smart, even at this time she has not messed up.

Pick up Mo Jing and the writing pen just now.

"My husband doesn't want me anymore."

Mo Jinghe couldn't bear to see that he was about to cry while writing.

"You are a good girl, I don't deserve you to treat me like this, and I can't give you the life you want. I will send you to Qingcheng County, find a good family for you, and marry her as the daughter of the Mo family. "

Yang Lingyu was still crying.

"The concubine has committed herself to you. If you don't want a concubine, the only thing I can do is die."

Mo Jinghe never thought that she would be so loyal.

"I don't want you."

Mo Jinghe paused and wrote again: "Don't you listen to me?"

Yang Lingyu only looked at him with those pear-blooming rainy eyes and said nothing.

Mo Jinghe continued to write: "As my wife, you have done a good job, now, live for yourself!"

He handed the note to Yang Lingyu and looked at Yang Lingyu. This was the first time he saw resentment in Yang Lingyu's eyes. Yang Lingyu couldn't ask "Since you don't like me, why did you agree to the marriage?" Just looking at him like that, pouring out all the resentment one could have in a lifetime.

Mo Jinghe knew that she agreed.

That's good, he deserves all the resentment, hatred and hatred.Only if she agrees, can he say the following words to her.

"The mansion is under control. They want to use you to coerce me into doing something. On the queen mother's birthday, I will send someone to pick you up and go directly to Qingcheng. You should prepare in the next two days. Don't tell anyone about it."

Yang Lingyu still looked at him, but didn't resent him as before, and wrote: "You are a good person!"

Mo Jinghe has killed many people in this life, his hands are covered with blood, he is not a good person at all.

Mo Jinghe likes her, she is beautiful, smart, strong, sensible, understands the truth, and has a little flair... If it weren't for Mu Dongchu, maybe they could really grow old hand in hand, and they would probably be happy and happy after a lifetime like this.

Mo Jinghe stared at her for a long time, but still wrote on the paper: "If they really used you to coerce me that day and force me to do what I don't want to do, what would you do?"

"The concubine will kill herself, and she will definitely not become a burden to her husband."

"Thank you!"

Yang Lingyu just sat on the couch like that, looked at Mo Jing and the couch, and burned the notes one by one. She felt that what he burned was not the papers but the first half of her life. She believed that this man would help her arrange the future. That was fine, but that wasn't her life anymore.