The queen mother is charming

Chapter 196 The Dead Bai Yueguang
Jiang Bo: ...

This is a good start, and it is over as soon as it starts.

How could he forget about this?

The 15-year-old Mu Qingchao had the strongest affection for Shen Muchi.

At that time, she hadn't entered the palace yet, only had a glimpse at the spring banquet, and then tossed and turned for a long time, sleepy and contemplating, and even confessed her heart before entering the palace without giving up.

A 15-year-old young girl.

If you are greedy for her innocence, then you have to accept her stupidity.

Mu Qingchao looked at Jiang Bo in front of him who had been silent for a long time, and called him twice with some doubts.

"Young Master Jiang, Young Master Jiang..."

She saw that his face seemed a little unsightly.

"What's the matter? It's a secret matter from the previous dynasty. Isn't it convenient for Mr. Jiang to say it? If that's the case, let's forget it."

She looked so disappointed.

She was immersed in her worries about the fifth prince, and she didn't see Chunya and Qiangwei beside her shivering, wishing they could find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

It took a long time to hear Jiang Bo's voice.

"The fifth prince... is dead."

"Dead?" Mu Qingchao couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.

Since she woke up and heard that Nanming was destroyed, she could probably guess that Shen Muchi, as the prince of Nanming, might not end well, but when she heard the answer with her own ears, she was in a different state of mind .

"How...how did he die?" she asked.

Jiang Bo: "I killed it."

With a "click", the spoon in her hand fell.

"Oh? Really?" She lowered her head and tidied up her emotions in a panic. She thought she could cover it up well.

"That's how it is..." she said.

When she raised her head again, her eyes were red, and she was still a little flustered: "Then what... I have something else to do, so... I won't have snacks with you."

She got up in a panic, because she bumped into the corner of the table when she got up absent-mindedly, and the table made a "creak" sound when it moved.

"Are you OK?"

Jiang Bo was a little nervous, so he quickly supported her.

"Does it hurt?"

Mu Qingchao didn't look at her, shook his head, turned around and walked outside.

"Girl." Chunya and Qiangwei followed behind her: "I haven't finished the dessert yet, don't you want to eat it?"

"I don't want to eat anymore, I have no appetite." Mu Qingchao's disappointed voice came from the front.

"Ugh……"

Jiang Bo looked at her back, sighed helplessly, and sat back down heavily.

What is more lethal than Bai Yueguang?
It's the dead Bai Yueguang!
If he knew this earlier, what was he doing hiding it?He should tell Shen Muchi all the shitty things he did, one by one, to see if she still misses it?

What is the vision of 15-year-old Mu Qingchao?How could you see such a thing?

Jiang Bo felt that he had a headache...

Just at this time, the waiter brought a plate of desserts in front of Jiang Bo.

"Young master, your dessert."

Seeing Jiang Bo holding his forehead, he added another sentence: "What's wrong? Young Master, did you encounter any troubles?"

Turning around, he saw Mu Qingchao who had gone away, and looked at the desserts left on the table.

"Ah, it's the young lady who doesn't want to have snacks with you?"

That Xiao Er was a chatterbox, Jiang Bo ignored him, but he started chatting by himself.

"Look at your son, is this the first time you meet a girl? Have you proposed marriage?"

Hearing Xiao Er's words, Jiang Bo looked up at him in astonishment: "What does this have to do with marriage proposal?"

Xiaoer: "I didn't mention marriage, what kind of snacks do you have?"

"For those who come to our place, most of the men and women who come here are married, or even engaged. If you are like this...Of course they won't eat with you."

Jiang Bo looked at him helplessly.

His eyes were a little scary, and Xiao Er seemed to have a light on his back.

He hurriedly added: "No...it's not...I mean, the girl has a thin skin, even if she has a good impression of the young master in her heart, it still hinders her identity if she doesn't know it?

If you like it, why don't you come to propose marriage?

I just saw that girl looks like a fairy, hehe, I've never seen her when I grow up..."

When Xiaoer talked about Mu Qingchao's appearance, he couldn't help showing a yearning expression. When he turned his head, he found that Jiang Bo was staring at him.

"Uh...cough cough...I mean, a fair lady and a gentleman want to beg, if you don't hurry, what if someone else preempts you?"

The waiter in the store said a bunch of useless nonsense, but the last sentence reminded Jiang Bo.

That's right, nights are long and dreams are many. Previously, his mistake with her was due to the timing.

This time, there must be no further delay.

Thinking of this, Jiang Bo got up and went outside.

"Hey, son, you haven't eaten your dessert yet." Xiao Er shouted behind him.

As soon as the words fell, something smashed towards him.

Xiao Er stretched out his hand to take it, and what he got was a heavy silver ingot.

What a weirdo.

I didn't eat a bite of what I ordered, but I was so generous with it.

…………

When Mu Qingchao returned to Zhuangzi, his whole body was dull, and once he came back, he locked himself in the house.

In the evening, it was Chunya who knocked on the door.

"girl."

"What's wrong?" Mu Qingchao asked inside the door.

"Young Master Jiang sent a pot of winter jasmine flowers, which are very beautiful. Where do you think the slaves are kept?"

"What? What season is this? Why are there still winter jasmine flowers?"

"That is to say, that's why this pot of winter jasmine is so precious, and I don't know what kind of thought the flower grower put into raising this plant, that's why the servant came to ask you, girl.

This flower needs to be placed in the warm pavilion. If it is placed outside, it will die in a while. "

As Chunya was talking, Mu Qingchao opened the door from the inside.

She lowered her head and saw the flowers in Chunya's arms.

It is golden and yellow, and the leaves are fat and tender. When it is blown by the wind, it shakes its body and refreshes itself, not to mention how beautiful it is.

How did he know she liked winter jasmine?
but……

But Mu Qingchao didn't know what mood he should use to face this Mr. Jiang.

How about thanking him?
But he killed Shen Muchi.

Say you hate him?

But after all, he has shown such great kindness to their family, so he can't be too ungrateful, can he?
The mood is entangled, and the flower is not so cute anymore.

"Just put it outside," she said.

"Put it outside?" Chunya was startled.

"But... put it outside, if the cold wind blows, won't you die?"

"I said put it outside and put it outside. I'm annoyed. Don't bother me with such an idea."

After saying "bang", the door was closed.

Instead, he fell back on the bed.

In fact, she already understood that she and the fifth prince are two impossible people in two worlds, and she doesn't have so many delusions.

But... now that he is dead, the meaning is different.

It’s like a famous painting you admire, it hangs there perfectly, it doesn’t belong to you, and you don’t care about it, but one day, this painting is suddenly burned...

This is another state of mind.

Mu Qingchao was lying down, and suddenly sat up again.

She still can't forget the pot of winter jasmine outside...

(End of this chapter)