The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 129 Returning to the Door in Three Days
The butler is Monk Zhang Er who is puzzled and confused.

Only Nan Qingjue knew best why he took a cold bath tonight, all because of Su Mo's coolness.

He lit his fire, and was not responsible for putting it out, so he could only come to cool his body and think coldly.

Thinking of the self-control he was once proud of, even he almost thought he had no feelings for women.

Now it seems that he just didn't meet the person who made him feel that's all.

Nan Qingjue woke up quite a bit, while Su Moliang fell into a deep sleep, sleeping until dawn.

It wasn't until the sun was drying the butt the next day that Luman knocked on Su Moliang's door.

"Miss, it's getting late, let's get up and have breakfast."

Su Moliang stretched her waist, squinted her eyes to see the glaring sun shining in from outside, then slowly got out of bed, and pushed open the door.

Seeing this, Luman immediately entered to dress up Su Moliang.

"Miss, do you know that the prince seems to have soaked in the ice water bath all night last night, what stimulated him?"

Su Moliang was taking a mouthful of mouthwash, when he heard this, he spit it out immediately, suppressing a smile on his face.

Nan Qingjue dared to say that she was dissatisfied with desire, he himself was really dissatisfied with desire, he was soaked in ice water, how hot it was, tsk tsk tsk——

"Where is he now?" Su Moliang couldn't help laughing at the thought of that scene, and was even more curious about his current appearance.

Green Man didn't know what the lady was enjoying.

In the past, the young lady was cold and quiet, she didn't talk much, and she seldom smiled. Except for the smirk of others, she rarely saw this kind of smile from the heart.

"The lord is in the hall, waiting to have breakfast with the young lady. However, he doesn't look very well. The servant guesses that he may be sick. After all, who can stand a bath in ice water."

Su Mo smiled, but didn't answer, but stepped out of the dormitory and walked towards the main hall: "I want to see how bad his face is."

At this time, Nan Qingjue, who was waiting in the lobby, had a complexion as black as the bottom of a pot, and his deep eye sockets released a frightening coldness anytime and anywhere. When he saw Su Moliang coming in, his ice blue pupils shrank even more, and he tried his best to control it. Resisting the urge to strangle her, he spoke coldly.

"My concubine, did you sleep well last night?" These words seemed to be a greeting, but when they reached Su Moliang's ears, goose bumps arose all over his body.

As long as you are not stupid, you can hear the gnashing of teeth in these words.

Su Mo smiled slightly, sat down in a good mood, and nodded slightly: "Well, I slept well, your jujube is good."

Seeing her radiant and energetic appearance, Nan Qingjue couldn't help feeling angry, and his complexion became even darker.

"Looking at the prince's face, it doesn't seem very good. I heard that the prince went to take a bath in ice water in the middle of the night. Could it be that he froze his body?" Su Moliang asked pretending to be concerned. As he spoke, his caring eyes moved from his face to In the lower abdomen, those eyes were too explicit, which immediately made Nan Qingjue startled.

Damn it, is there any woman who expects her husband to freeze his lower body?

Su Moliang looked at Nan Qingjue's increasingly dark complexion, shut up contentedly, and picked up chopsticks to eat breakfast.

Nan Qingjue looked at her smug little appearance, she was much more lively than usual, and the anger in her heart dissipated a lot.

Forget it, it's rare to see her so happy, so it's no big deal to let her be happy.

Thinking about it, Nan Qingjue spoke quietly, with a deep and cold voice, without any emotion: "I will accompany you back to Su Mansion tomorrow."

"Su Mansion? Why go back?" Su Moliang was eating, when he heard this, he immediately raised his head, his face full of doubts.

To her, that ghostly place in Su Mansion is just a place to sleep, there is nothing to miss, and it doesn't matter if she goes back or not.

"Go home in three days." Nan Qingjue explained coldly.

After the bride becomes a monk, she will return to her natal home to visit her parents on the third day.

Hearing this, Su Moliang only felt it was ridiculous, "There's no need to go back to that place! Besides, we haven't married yet, so why go back?"

Nan Qing glanced at her coldly, then continued to eat breakfast gracefully with his head down.

In this way, both of them were silent for a long time, and then he said another sentence: "I will make it up later."

It seems that Nan Qingjue has been brewing for a long time and struggled for a long time before saying this.

His expression was a bit unnatural, and his tone was even more jerky.

Su Moliang couldn't keep up with Nan Qingjue's rhythm, and it took a long time to understand his words from time to time.

Fill?

What to add?
Make up for the wedding?
However, the speculation at this moment shocked her.

This man is domineering and ruthless, but the thought he spends on her is unique and delicate.

Although he snatched her back, he promised to make it up for her now, as if he really cared about what she said, what she thought——

However, even though he said such words to curry favor with her, his face was still as cold as a piece of black ice, and he was so arrogant that people wanted to smash his disguise.

Although Su Moliang was thinking this way, there was still some warmth in his heart.

"Tomorrow, Su Yixue will go back too." Nan Qingjue reminded again, ignoring Su Moliang's staring eyes.

Su Moliang was taken aback when he heard the words, but soon understood what he meant.

Because they are all the same kind of people, black-bellied!

Nan Qingjue knew her very well, and knew that Su Moliang would not let Su Yixue go, as long as Su Yixue was there, Su Moliang would definitely step in.

In this regard, Su Moliang is very satisfied with him.

"Okay, come back tomorrow." Su Moliang agreed without thinking.

Seeing her so forthright, Nan Qingjue's cold and hard lips gradually evoked a smile——

Early the next morning, Su Moliang and Nan Qing never left the palace.

This time they took a carriage and arrived in a short while.

Nan Qingjue got on the shoulders while being served by the bearers, while Su Moliang walked directly into Su's mansion.

At this time, Su Moliang happened to see Su Yixue coming out of the hall, walking quickly and in a hurry, as if she was already planning to leave the Su residence.

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows, a sneer flashed across his face, he went up to meet him, and called out kindly: "Sister Xue, you came really early today, I just arrived, and you are about to leave, don't you just avoid it deliberately?" Me?"

Seeing Su Moliang approaching gracefully, accompanied by Nan Qingjue, Su Yixue's expression froze under the veil, and she secretly grasped her palms tightly.

"What did my sister say? How could my sister avoid her? It's just that today's affairs in the prince's mansion are complicated, and my sister needs to take care of them. So I have to hurry back." Su Yixue held back her hatred, her voice still To pretend to be happy to explain, it is really suffocating.

At the beginning, Su Moliang made her wear a wedding dress and run after the sedan chair, and finally fainted, but she was carried into the side door by the guards.

Up to now, when I arrived at the Prince's Mansion, those servants and servants also pointed at her when they saw her, and they were not afraid of her at all.

And Nan Jinghuan didn't even look at her, treating her as an invisible person.

Such a life is actually a hundred times more difficult than the life of the Su Mansion.

Thinking of this shame and humiliation, Su Yixue almost gritted her silver teeth with hatred.

When Su Moliang heard this, his face turned ironic, and he asked with a sneer, "Really, so concubines can also do housework. This is the first time I've heard of it today."

"You—" Su Yixue was anxious.

(End of this chapter)