Song Fuyue glanced at Mo Lan, who immediately understood.
Then, he watched her leave holding her waist and belly.
As soon as Song Fuyue stepped into the courtyard with Mo Hong, before she could speak, Mo Hong hugged her tightly.
She didn't come home last night, so she should give him an explanation.
"Be careful, don't hurt the child."
Song Fuyue pushed him, but he just let go, but didn't let go.
The surrounding servants all blushed. Seeing this, Lan Die helplessly shook his head and smiled, waving his hand to reject all the servants.
When leaving the yard, I took a deep look at the two people hugging each other.
"I... last night..."
"You must be tired. I will bring you your favorite big elbow when I come back next morning. Others can't eat greasy food when they are pregnant, but you are different. What will you do if you eat it and turn into a little fat ball?"
Song Fuyue burst into tears with laughter, "If I gain weight, will you stop me?"
Mo Hong tucked her broken hair behind her ears and looked at her affectionately.
"From the moment I saw you when I was young, I have never forgotten my heartbeat."
Song Fuyue looked at him with light in her eyes. Everyone thought she married him because of her life-saving grace.
Only the two of them knew that when she and her mother saved their mother and son, she kept this stubborn, upright, and dull guy in her heart.
I remember one day, it rained very hard, and she, who lived next door, wanted to try if she could use her spiritual power to block the rain like her mother did.
But he heard Gu Zhili's voice slamming the table and yelling at him, mixed with a little coughing.
Mo Hong knelt outside the door all night, and she also stayed with him in the rain.
Mo Hong turned to look at her frequently. Through an archway, he didn't know that Song Fuyue was not wet.
At dawn, he stood up from the ground and staggered to her.
He took off his wet clothes and put them on her, "You go back and admit your mistake to your mother, and she will forgive you. A girl will get seriously ill after being soaked in the rain all night."
After speaking, he turned around. He staggered away and fell to the ground before taking two steps.
When he woke up, he saw an enlarged face so close that he was so frightened that he immediately rolled into the bed.
After seeing the person clearly, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Sister Ah Yue, why are you here... No, you have a cold."
Song Fuyue climbed onto the bed and touched his forehead with her hand, "It's strange, why is it still so hot and her face is so red? Could it be that my mother's antipyretic medicine has failed?"
Mo Hong twisted the corner of his clothes uneasily until Gu Zhili said: "What a shame you two are!"
Yeluyin, however, looked in admiration and exclaimed, "Baby girl, you are so fierce. You are much better than mother."
Gu Zhili wanted to step forward and pull the two away, but Song Fuyue spread her hands to block him.
"Aunt Gu, Brother Hong has a fever. I'm just taking care of him. You made him kneel all night. Isn't it because he asked my mother for medicine to cure your cough, which made you lose face."
Yeluyin was instantly dissatisfied and pulled Gu Zhili's sleeve, "Okay, what's the relationship between us? Your son just asked me for some medicine! Don't you look down on me? I will ask you for something. Okay? Okay, then I want your son to marry my little Ayue."
The corners of Gu Zhili's mouth twitched and she helplessly raised her forehead. What's the matter?
"Ayin, isn't the child still young? It's not appropriate to tie them together like this. What if they regret it in the future?"
"If you regret it, it will be invalid. I don't have that many rules here."
Gu Zhili instantly understood what she meant, smiled, and left his son with a wishful expression before being pulled away.
The two children blushed, and the atmosphere between them became increasingly ambiguous.
"Sister Ah Yue, if you don't want to, I'll go talk to Aunt Yelu right away."
Song Fuyue punched him, "You don't like me?"
Mo Hong covered his aching face, never expecting that it would be so painful for a little girl to hit someone.
"I like you, ah no, I do, but doesn't the young prince also like you?"
Song Fuyue put her hands on her hips and looked at him angrily, "So what if he likes me? I only regard him as my brother. You are the one I like. I will go to college next year. Can you wait for me to come back?" "
Song Fuyue stared at him closely with a serious look on her face, not a joke.
A trace of inferiority flashed in Mo Hong's eyes, and then he clenched his fists, "Okay, I will marry you when you come back, as long as you still like me."
Gu Zhili walked to the porch and stopped, "When our mother and son came to Beijing, you stayed with us regardless of the past grudges. Now I still have nothing to repay. This book "Chiyuan Formation" can be used as a token of engagement. In the future, my son must Only the top scholar in high school can marry Ah Yue."
Yeluyin glanced at the booklet and was not interested. "Although we fought when we were young, there is no hatred between us. But I think you already understand the reason why I want to make a marriage contract for my two children."
Gu Zhili thrust the booklet into her hand, "The emperor has paid more and more attention to you in these years, and the Song family has returned to the position of the first family in the capital. Next year when Yue'er reaches the hairpin, I'm afraid he will be named the princess, and you and Brother Song will also become a king and a princess with different surnames, and the children's marriages will be uncontrollable."
Yeluyin sighed, "The friendship back then is a thing of the past. After giving birth to Yue'er, I was promoted to the realm of the Great Spirit Emperor. For so many years, I have been suppressing the spiritual power in my body to prevent myself from breaking through. I just want to I saw my two children getting married and starting a business. I do have selfish motives for choosing Hong'er. My children will never marry into the royal family and suffer. The most important thing is that you raised Hong'er very well. I am confident that he will love Yue for the rest of his life. Hello."
The two gorgeous women looked at each other and smiled. It turned out that they had already understood what the other was thinking.
"Oh, it's just fate. Who would have thought that Qingyue-Jun back then was the one who had all the four young masters in the capital following her to show their hospitality, but in the end she picked a new top scholar with no foundation."
Mo Lan was sitting in the private room of his restaurant, separated by a screen, drinking tea calmly and listening to people chatting about Song Fuyue's gossip.
After her breakthrough last night, the capital was full of rumors about her.
But who is the fourth young master in the capital with such a slutty name?
"The four young masters in the capital are the former Prince An Gongmu, Lord Lou Zonghan, Zhao Mingyuan, the youngest son of Grand Master Zhao, and Pei Lingyun, the eldest son of Duke Pei."
"These four were known as the Four Young Masters of Fenghuaxueyue."
Mo Lan spat out a mouthful of tea, and the voices next door suddenly stopped.
Until she coughed slightly and refilled the tea cup in front of her.
"This wind is Mr. Lou. It is not as beautiful as you think. This wind is also crazy. I don't need to elaborate. Today's Mr. Lou is carved from the same mold as he was back then. The flower refers to Pei Lingyun. It's not that he's a playboy, but he's as delicate as a flower. The snow is Zhao Mingyuan. Back then, when he was dancing a sword in the snow, the sword in his hand could pull out frost flowers, so he got the title of Mr. Snow."
Mo Lan thought of Zhao Mingyuan's unkempt beard and scratching his face. Mr. Xue really had nothing to do with him now.
"The remaining month is His Royal Highness Prince An. Back then, he and Lord Qingyue were called Shuangyue. Their temperaments were exactly the same, cold and noble. I originally thought that they would be a couple. Unfortunately, a year after entering the academy, the Medical Emperor After the death of the head of the Song family, Qingyue Jun left, returned to the capital, and married Prime Minister Mo, who was just the top scholar in the new department and the head of the household department at the time."
"Then Prince An didn't steal the marriage?"
Mo Lan's hand on the teacup tightened. She didn't expect such a thing to happen. When she and Lou Guanjue fought last year, Gong Xian and her mother seemed to have a good relationship, so there shouldn't be any discord over this matter.
"Who is King An? At that time, the late emperor only had one younger brother, Cheng Wang. He naturally loved his only son very much. He was crowned king before he even had the crown. Naturally, his arrogance was no less than that of Qing Dynasty. Yuejun, of course you didn’t try to steal the marriage.”
Mo Lan suddenly felt a surge of air, and even the people in the private room next door immediately got up and left.
The leader was waving his fan coquettishly, and Mo Lan added some charcoal to the stove on the table.
King Qi, what is your purpose in letting Bai Yuqian lead people to deliberately deliver news to me?
Ever since she learned about the past between her grandmother and the late emperor, she had subconsciously stayed away from him. After all, he was the son of an enemy.
One day, the Mo family will confront the Queen Mother, and he will be the first to deal with it.
Mo Lan closed her eyes, hoping in her heart that the decline of the Mo family had nothing to do with the Queen Mother. But at that time, didn't Qin Jiyan warn her that the Queen Mother would deal with the Mo family?
But why, after all, thirty years have passed, didn’t the Queen Mother take action earlier?
There must be a lot of things here that haven't been unearthed, and she won't let go of anyone who framed the Mo family.
He crushed the cup in his hand, and the porcelain shard dug into his palm, causing blood to flow out.
"Dad, wait for me."
Mo Lan immediately opened her eyes. The air flow just now was from Gong Mu.
Actuating the jade talisman, Wenli quickly came to her.
"Tell everyone that there may be clues about what happened back then. Check it out from Prince An's Mansion."
Wenli looked at her hand worriedly, frowned and said in pain, "Yes, Master. Your hand."
Mo Lan raised her hand, pulled out the fragments with an expression on her face, took out the ointment, and stopped the bleeding and healed it with just one application, leaving only a faint red mark.
"From now on, if you act in the name of King Qi, if what happened today happens again, don't give me face, kill him!"
"But today is the fifth prince's concubine after all."
Mo Lan turned around and glanced at her, with a chilling aura that struck straight into Wen Li's heart.
She was so frightened that she immediately retreated and knelt down, "Yes, Master, I will definitely do as you are told."
Wen Li leaned against the wall with a pale face and stretched out his hand to stop Li You who was about to go find Mo Lan.
"I advise you not to go now. After the master came back from the southern country, something was not right. Although she used to be terrifying in her methods, now she always has a sad and violent aura."
Li You listened patiently to what she had to say, and waved his hand nonchalantly, "Master must be angry that you acted too lightly today and lost her face. You still want Madam to come forward to solve the problem. I feel that our training was in vain."
Wenli frowned and sighed, "Oh~ I hope so."
Li You patted her hard on the back, "An Xin, my news will definitely make the master happy."
Wenli watched him skipping away and touched her heart, hoping that she was overthinking it.
