Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 105 The Pit Depth 042 Meters Right and Wrong (2)
"Let me help you." Mo Jiu saw that Xiao Qian seemed to be concerned about the defense between men and women, and was quite inconvenient to Wen Jingshu's chest wound, so he quickly squatted down and said, "I have learned some emergency rescue knowledge, what to do, you tell me……"

"Sister-in-law." Xiao Qian interrupted her, standing by the lake, his moon-white robe seemed to be stained with water mist, making his handsome face even more cold and unfeeling, "at this juncture, sister-in-law really shouldn't cause trouble anymore Make trouble."

After all, he ordered Xue Fang to prepare to carry the man to Qianyuan Xiaozhu, and ordered to prepare medicinal materials and medical equipment. Hearing his tone, he wanted to heal Wen Jingshu's wounds himself.

Mo Jiu clenched his hands into fists, then slowly released them, too lazy to explain.Shaking the clothes sticking to his body, seeing the girls and servants quickly surrounding him, he felt that the wet clothes were really indecent, so he turned around silently.

After all, she has more important escaping activities at night, so it is really inappropriate to show her face here and attract people to watch.But after walking a few steps, she paused and didn't know what to think of. When she turned her head to look at Xiao Qian and Wen Jingshu, her complexion changed for a moment.

"Xiao Liulang." She walked slowly to Xiao Qian again, crossed her arms, glanced at him seriously, and said, "Hey, I did a good job in making coffins. The design is novel and the lines are smooth, especially the two-person coffin is very beautiful. Guaranteed People who live in it have never been offended for thousands of years. If you need it later, just say hello, the price is negotiable."

Xiao Qian's cheeks twitched, but he didn't lift his eyes.

When other people heard it, they only thought that this guy was going crazy, talking about something unlucky.Compared with her "underworld", this is nothing, and no one pays much attention to it.

Everyone's attention was focused on Wen Jingshu, only Aunt Lan came out of the crowd, grabbed her and dragged her back, wishing she could sew her mouth with a needle and thread.

Back in the small courtyard, Mo Jiu asked Aunt Lan to fetch water for a bath, changed into clean clothes and lay on the bed, and even smoked incense. There was nothing unusual. Seeing this, Aunt Lan didn't ask much about the lake.

But the whole day, Mo Jiu was very quiet.

In the middle of the night, she woke up and picked up a few bites of food, went over the wall to the next door, got a big reed hen from Gu Er's house, and tied a beautiful little red flower on it with red silk. On the head, another ribbon was hung around its neck, and a line of words was written.

"This chicken is the fate of the widow, and it can match Xiao Dalang."

After tossing all this, she tied the hen's legs and feet, tied them to the head of the bed, and patiently trimmed the feathers for it like a barber.

Her behavior had always been weird, and Aunt Lan didn't notice it was unusual. She talked to her while tidying up her clothes.But she took everything she could, brought everything she could, and packed everything that needed to be cleaned up, but Mo Jiu was still messing with the hen.

"My aunt—" Aunt Lan stomped her feet anxiously, "Second Young Madam was injured, and Xiao Shijun treated her. She must not be in the mood to pay attention to us right now. The opportunity is just right. If you don't leave, what are you waiting for?"

"Yeah." Mo Jiu put down the scissors, stuffed the compass into his bosom, opened the window and looked at the sky that had not yet opened, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "The Xiao Mansion must be lively today."

"No, you'll be seventeen after the night." Aunt Lan said, "Look, pigs and sheep are being slaughtered in the house, and the banquet is being prepared..."

"Yes." Mo Jiu said to herself, "I don't know what to eat at the wedding banquet." After a pause, she stared sideways at Aunt Lan, her eyes seemed to have hooks, and they suddenly shone brightly. "Or, shall we leave after the wedding banquet?"

Aunt Lan slumped on the chair, staring at her hopelessly.

Mo Jiu rubbed his nose and laughed.

"Cluck -" the rooster crowed.

In the silent night sky, cocks crowed and dogs barked, and the sound could be heard far away.

Maybe it was because of too many escapes, Mo Jiu had already passed the tense period, she calmly pulled Aunt Lan, climbed out of the courtyard wall of Gu Er's house as usual, and went around to the grove outside the courtyard of Gu's house.

The morning mist is white, covering the quiet woods.

A few feet away, the vision is a bit blurred.

In the fog, Shen Shimao led two horses and waited there.

In the misty and misty world, there was another person who surprised her—the dusty Mo Fan, riding on a tall black horse, the smile on his lips spread out in the mist, and his eyes twinkled like stars.

There is a kind of man who makes women unconsciously ignore his face and only remember his expression and demeanor.In Mo Jiu's heart, Mo Zhuang is such a man.

"Brother, are you here too?" Mo Jiu was pleasantly surprised.

It is undeniable that she was very happy to see Mo Wang again.It feels like a married girl who has been bullied, seeing her natal family, it is naturally warm.If she didn't know that the world is different, she would definitely go over and give him a big hug.

"Well, how is Miss Jiu?" Mo Wang smiled slightly.

He is different from Xiao Qian's aloofness, with a sunny smile, a free and easy demeanor, clear facial features, and a warm voice, making people feel like a spring breeze.Although not as stunning as Xiao Liulang at first sight, he never gets tired of watching it, and the more he looks at it, the more pleasing to the eye.

"Okay, I've always been very nice. It's just that I miss my handsome elder brother." Mo Jiu didn't like to put words of thanks on his lips, but he never hesitated when it was time to be well-behaved.

She got on her horse, looked back at the high eaves of Xiao's house under the night, and murmured, "Xiao Liulang, if you find me again this time, I will definitely call your grandfather Daddy."

(End of this chapter)