Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 229 The pit depth is 061 meters awkward (1)
After being out these days, and going back to Chuzhou again, Mo Jiu is like a bird used to being at ease in the sky, about to be put back into the cage, and she is really unhappy in her heart.

When she woke up the next morning, from washing to eating, she never said a word, when she met Xiao Qian at breakfast, she didn't bother to look at him, her face was always dark.

Xiao Qian didn't seem to mind her emotions, and left after eating silently. Mo Jiu stared at his back, called Wangcai over, and slapped it on the buttocks to relieve his anger.

The itinerary was arranged by Xue Fang. Lianmo was just recovering from a serious illness, Xue Fang specially arranged a carriage for her, but she wanted to ride a horse anyway, so she had to walk by Xiao Qian's side.

The more he was afraid of something, the more she would do it, she thought, he was afraid that people would know that the two of them had been very close, so she just wanted to get close to him.

However, she walked by his side, but she didn't talk to him, she just chatted and laughed happily with Mo Wang, Xue Fang and others all the way, and occasionally carried Wangcai on the horse's back to tease him , with her head drooping on the horse's back, she smiled prettily.

"Wangcai, you are so timid, how can you be a dog brother?"

Wangcai became a scapegoat, licking his tongue, but had nowhere to redress his grievances.

Xiao Qian turned a blind eye to her, and the two lived in peace.

It was noon when we entered Chuzhou City.Mo Jiu saw a restaurant on the side of the road, so he didn't want to leave.She escaped from the mansion privately, she can't go back to the mansion with Xiao Qian, so she has to stay here, wait for him to leave first, and then go back later.

This excuse is reasonable, Mo Jiu knew that Xiao Qian would agree, but she did not expect that he would stay and have a meal with her.

When such a large group of people entered the restaurant, Xiaoer's face was about to burst into smiles.But soon, he realized something was wrong.This group of uncles who were eating were like people who came to ask for debts, each of them was terribly calm.

Both Mo Jiu and Xiao Qian were dark-faced, the guards and imperial guards dared not say a word, even Mo Wang and Shen Shimao couldn't manage their "family affairs", a large group of people sat upright, and the atmosphere seemed a bit weird.

Although the restaurant is small, the dishes are very good.Mo Jiu was angry with Xiao Qian in the morning, didn't eat much, and bumped on the horse for a long time, it was especially delicious to eat when he was hungry.

Xue Fang waited by Xiao Qian's side, watching him hand over a piece of white silk, without saying anything, he took it and handed it to Mo Jiu.

"Master Jiu wipes his mouth."

Mo Jiu didn't lift his head, just took the silk and wiped it.But when she smelled the unique fragrance on the silk, she froze for a moment, then threw it away again.

Xue Fang quickly picked it up, carefully watching Xiao Qian's expression, "Mr. Shi..."

Xiao Qian didn't say much, and pursed his lips tightly.

Seeing that the two of them are so awkward, the guards in this line, including Mo Wang and others, have lost their appetite.Mo opened his mouth wildly a few times, and originally wanted to say something, but seeing that Mo Jiu was eating happily, he swallowed the words on his mind again.

After eating these few mouthfuls, Mo Jiu's stomach was full and he was not so hungry anymore.She burped and sniffed suddenly, "What kind of wine, it smells so good?"

"The guest officer has a good nose!" Xiao Er happily took the words, glanced at Wangcai under her feet, suddenly felt that this was wrong, coughed again, and said with a smile: "This is the corn wine brewed by the shop. Except for small shops, there is no other place."

Corn wine?
Nowadays, the self-brewed grain wine is well brewed, just like a drink, not strong in alcohol, but very refreshing.Mo Jiu didn't even think about it, "Have a pot."

"Don't drink!" Xiao Qian said with a cold face, and then explained, "You are just sick, so you shouldn't drink alcohol."

"Have a pot!" Mo Jiu didn't look at him, only glared at Xiao Er.

(End of this chapter)