The blackened heroine is very ill

441 Genius
Step by step, slowly and gracefully.

It seems that every foothold has been carefully calculated, and it looks very comfortable.

The young Yingzheng walked to his bed, and soon an acquaintance came in to help him wash and undress him.

As a counselor, Mo Shang stood aside from the beginning to the end.

After Ying Zheng lifted the quilt and lay down, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the girl beside him.

"You come to sleep with me."

This sentence is not a request, but an order.

Mo Shang frowned, then took off his shoes and socks and got on the bed.

Under the quilt, Ying Zheng's tone was dull.

"Why did you come to help me?"

"Because the lord deserves to be assisted."

The ancestor of the Mo family once said that the lineage of the ancestors of King Qin produced many talents, and among them, Yingzheng was the best.

If his descendants discover that there is a young man named Ying Zheng in the lineage of the King of Qin, they must do their best to assist him without making mistakes.

Hearing what the ink merchants said, Ying Zheng was actually a little happy.

But for a king, you need to be happy and angry without showing it.

He just curled up his lips, and quickly closed his eyes.

"You are so kind to me."

As he spoke, the young Yingzheng stretched out his hand and pinched Mo Shang's hand under the quilt.

"Mo Shang, your hands are really soft."

The calm and self-possessed girl froze for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, a bit of embarrassment flashed across her face, she withdrew her hand, and whispered: "My lord, it's time for you to sleep."

"Ok."

The teenager pouted, and then reluctantly forced himself to fall asleep.

"That's right!" Just when Mo Shang couldn't help falling asleep, the boy suddenly said.

Mo Shang opened his eyes and looked at the boy.

"Mo Shang, are you married?"

The woman got married very early, and Mo Shang looks not too young now.

They should have been married, right?

The boy blinked his eyes, seeming very curious.

But Mo Shang just shook his head slightly.

"I won't get married."

From birth, she has her own mission.

The descendants of the Mo family rarely get married.

Every time they finish their mission, they will adopt a child and bring it up.

That person will be the next descendant of the Mo family.

"Mo Shang, how old are you?"

Ying Zheng turned his body sideways. From this angle, he could see the expression on Mo Shang's face more clearly.

Hearing this question, Mo Shang quickly answered.

"Seventeen has three months."

"Oh...then are you engaged?"

"Never engaged."

A slight smile flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes, but he thought the girl's serious face was extremely cute.

He couldn't help but reached out and pinched the girl's face.

"Aren't you going to get married? You're almost eighteen and you haven't gotten engaged yet?"

"The descendants of the Mo family basically don't choose to marry."

The young Ying Zheng was slightly taken aback.

As soon as I turned my mind, I thought of the reason.

Soon, his eyes became gloomy.

"Is it true that as long as anyone is the task of your Mo family, you will treat other people like me?"

Mo Shang nodded without hesitation.

Young Ying Zheng: "..."

He snorted, and immediately closed his eyes.

After the sound of steady breathing came from beside him, Mo Shang opened his eyes.

Then she sighed slightly.

Lifting off a corner of the quilt, putting on her shoes and socks again, she got up and walked out.

She is not used to sleeping on the same bed with others, so as long as Ying Zheng is asleep, she will get up and go back to her room.

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