Madam is right

Chapter 899 087. Maybe getting married is a good way

When Mo Zijin got into the wedding sedan chair, Mo Zhichu didn't go to see her off, but sat in his small yard, enjoying refreshments leisurely.

Zhao Mo seems to be very free these days, spending most of the day with her in Hehuan Garden.

Looking at a certain greedy kitten, whose eyes narrowed in joy because the refreshment was what he wanted, Zhao Mo couldn't help but smile.

Mo Zhichu was unhappy, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhao Mo straightened his expression, "I'm just laughing, Chu'er is so gluttonous, but he doesn't gain weight."

Mo Zhichu didn't take it seriously, "Hey, I'm the slenderest in Dayu! What if I grow fat and can't fly?"

Zhao Mo finally bent his lips and whispered something in her ear.

In a word, Mo Zhichu's face turned red all of a sudden, as if he was full of dissatisfaction.

Seeing the little girl look at him with angry eyes, Zhao Mo quickly smoothed her hair, "I'm just teasing you, it's nothing."

"Oh! Man!"

Sure enough, no man is a good thing!
After all, Mo Zhichu didn't eat the refreshment in his hand, he threw it away and went into his room, turned around and locked the door.

Zhao Mo was still sitting in the yard, watching the little girl's actions, raised his eyebrows, and finally entered her room easily.

I saw Mo Zhichu lying on his bed with Erlang's legs crossed, while shaking his legs lightly.

How does this look look like a woman?

But Zhao Mo didn't mind.

He walked to her bed, sat directly on her footrest, and turned his eyes to look at her.

Mo Zhichu trembled for a while, then stopped suddenly, "Finally, one thing is settled."

Zhao Mo knew what she meant.

With her soft hair at hand, Zhao Mo casually picked up a strand and slowly wrapped it around his fingertips to caress.

"Chu'er, shall I let the people from Qin Tianjian calculate the date of marriage?"

Mo Zhichu sat up from the bed, and the strand of fine hair flicked away from his fingertips.

Mo Zhichu looked at him fixedly, and after a while, he said: "Not good. I didn't pay attention to it earlier, but when I suddenly remembered it these days, I regretted it."

Zhao Mo's heart skipped a beat, "Repent... what?"

Mo Zhichu pouted his lips, "Hmph! It was agreed earlier that I would marry you, but Uncle Huang's imperial decree is wrong, so don't count!"

Zhao Mo laughed, she didn't expect her to remember this.

But if the whole Dayu dared to say that the imperial decree issued by Emperor Chengyuan was wrong, it was probably just the beginning of Mo.

Zhao Mo has never set a lower limit for Mo Zhichu, he is willing to follow her in everything, "Then I will ask Father to re-draft the imperial decree, okay?"

Mo Zhichu admitted that she was just having fun for a while, but he didn't expect him to actually agree.

"Really? Do you still want your prince's reputation? When the time comes, everyone will laugh at you."

Zhao Mo thought for a while, "It's probably what Chu'er has experienced, and I want to empathize with it. Besides, it doesn't matter who you marry, as long as you are my wife. Well. I thought about it again, Daddy The general has always had a deep prejudice against me, and perhaps getting married is a good way."

Mo Zhichu was amused by his thoughtful look.

"Also, didn't Chu'er say before that you will raise me in the future. I promised, so naturally I can't talk without counting." He stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of her nose, "After all, I'm not like you, like a little fox. Like."

Yes, isn't it, because he is an old fox at all!
(End of this chapter)