Grandma shook her head: "I don't know, Mr. Qian didn't say anything."
"The old woman vaguely heard Master Qian mention that the girl seems to be from the capital."
People from the capital?
The four of them looked at each other.
"Thank you, grandma, for clearing up the confusion." Mo Jinming didn't ask in detail, smiled softly and thanked her.
Grandma smiled lovingly: "If you do business, you have to do it as soon as possible. In two months, the river outside the city will swell, and floods will come again."
"Okay, thank you, grandma." Gu Shuya responded with a gentle smile.
After saying goodbye to grandma, the four of them found a sparsely populated place to put the river lantern.
Gu Shuya stared at the sparkling water and said in a soft voice, "Qian Xian disguised himself so well."
Mo Jinming put the river lantern in his hand into the lake, with a hint of coldness in his clear brows, "If Tang'er hadn't cut off the Zhang family's mother and daughter's financial path, preventing the fifth prince from taking money from Su Muyao to support his private army, we would We couldn’t find out that the Shang and Shen families were actually colluding with Qian Xian.”
"Over the years, my father has sent people to check for flooding in Xicheng many times, but nothing abnormal was found."
There was a hint of coldness in Gu Shuya's eyes, "The Shen family is really big-hearted."
Fu Beixian said coldly: "Second brother, I will write a letter to my father right now and ask him to beware of the Shen family doing tricks in the military camp."
Mo Jinming nodded: "I also wrote a letter to my father and asked the Zilin Guards to send him back to the capital as soon as possible."
Tan Zhixi put the river lantern in Mo Jinming's hand and clapped her hands, "Tomorrow we will go to the river outside the city to have a look."
"Okay." Mo Jinming said softly, took off his cloak, put it on her body and tied it, "It's late at night, go back and rest."
The faint scent of herbal medicine lingered in her breath. Tan Zhixi's fingertips trembled slightly, she grasped the belt of her cloak tightly and hummed in a low voice.
...
The next day, Mo Jinming opened the door and saw Shen Shi standing at the door.
"Your Highness." Shen Shi greeted respectfully.
Mo Jinming asked gently: "Third brother, is there something wrong?"
Shen Shi hesitated for a moment and then conveyed Mo Ronyan's words, "His Highness asked you and Mr. Fu to inspect the river outside the city."
"Well, today Bei Xian and I just want to go outside the city to take a look at the terrain around the river."
Shen Shi glanced at him, hesitating to speak, and said silently, "Your Highness wants you to map the topography around the river today."
"Okay, I didn't ask...what? Topographic map around the river? Will it be drawn within today?" Mo Jinming was about to agree, but then he realized and couldn't help but raise his voice.
It happened that Tan Zhixi and Gu Shuya walked out of the next room and looked at Shen Shi in disbelief, "Xicheng's river terrain is complicated, let alone people like us who are not familiar with hydraulics. Even if we are proficient in hydraulics, we won't be able to draw it in a few days!"
Shen Shi's scalp was numb from the gazes of the two men, and he silently took a step back, "That's what His Highness meant."
After he finished speaking, the door behind him was opened. Mo Ronyan looked at the three of them calmly, "Is there a problem?"
Meeting his cold gaze, the three of them shook their heads subconsciously, "No problem."
Wow, you shouldn't have made fun of the third prince and concubine last night, now retribution has come.
Mo Ronyan glanced at the three of them lightly, then his eyes fell on Shen Shi, "You go with the second brother and the others."
Shen Shi responded with a grimace: "Yes, Your Highness."
In a daze, Su Ruotang heard a voice coming from outside the house.
He propped himself up with his sore arms, and as soon as he moved, the faint sound of bells came from the pillow.
Last night, the bell rang throughout the middle of the night, causing her to have a shadow of the sound.
She stiffened and slowly turned her head to look.
Her long dark hair was spread out on the pillow, with a crystal clear red emerald hairpin hanging on her hair.
As long as she moves, the golden bell on the hairpin will ring.
A lot of memories flooded into my mind when I saw this hairpin.
How come Mo Ronyan, a bitch, has such good physical strength?
The postures I worked on last night were simply more than the books on the island country in my previous life.
Where did he learn that?
"Wake up and have something to eat." The man's clear and low voice had a cold quality in the quiet room in the morning.
When the banished immortal is dragged down to the mortal world, it is simply fascinating.
However, Su Ruotang just wanted to slap him away.
Taking a deep breath, she held the hairpin in her hand, resisted the urge to hit someone, suppressed her anger and said in a gentle and virtuous voice: "Your Highness, do you think I still have the strength?"
Mo Ronyan put the porridge in his hand on the low table beside the bed, looked at the end of her eyes where the blush was still there, and asked casually, "Are you still looking for fresh flesh?"
Su Ruotang: "..."
An old bacon almost killed her.
If she goes looking for fresh and tender flesh, she will not die on the bed.
Grandma's.
Why is it that every time I drink, I can clearly remember what happened in bed?
Can't remember anything else.
What kind of fragment is this?
Seeing that she was silent, Mo Ronyan slowly added, "Do you still think I'm an old bacon?"
The tone is gentle, but the level of danger is extremely high.
Su Ruotang knew very well that if she answered yes at this moment, she might not even think about getting out of bed today.
After a moment of silence, she decided to strike first and snorted coldly, "Why don't Your Highness reflect on what he has done to offend Madam?"
Mo Rongyan held a porcelain spoon with his long fingers and slowly stirred the porridge in the bowl. His voice was neither fast nor slow, "Please give me some advice, madam."
Su Ruotang glared at him angrily, her soft tone full of sarcasm, "Rong Yan, Ru Yan, ha, what a good name."
Mo Ronyan's voice was light and contained a smile: "Are you jealous?"
Su Ruotang glared at him, feeling that he was not strong enough, so he got up and sat down, "You are thinking too much."
"My husband uses couple names with other wild women, shouldn't I ask?"
"That's the question." Mo Ronyan picked up the porridge bowl again, scooped up half a spoonful of porridge, blew it on her lips, and then answered the question, "Madam's physical strength is quite good."
Couple names, presumably, refer to names that are only used between lovers.
Su Ruotang subconsciously opened her mouth to swallow the porridge, and then realized the meaning of his words, and a blush appeared on her porcelain-white face.
Before she could speak, Mo Ronyan handed over a spoonful of porridge again, and his clear voice slowly said, "Shang Ruyan's name was given by my father."
"After the name was given, my mother-in-law found that the pronunciation of her name was somewhat similar to mine and wanted to change it, but the queen said this name was good."
"Add the name given by the King of God, and there is no precedent for changing it, so let it go."
Su Ruotang was tortured by him for most of the night and was already hungry.
After hearing Mo Ronyan's words, the tightness in his heart dissipated. He opened his mouth to swallow the porridge and hummed softly, "I want to eat wontons."
There was a smile in Mo Ronyan's eyes: "Let's have some porridge first, then wash up and I'll take you somewhere."
Su Ruotang glanced at him doubtfully, feeling that he was feeding slowly. He took the bowl and drank it in a few gulps. Then he put the bowl back into his hand, opened his hand and said, "Change my clothes."
The pure white inner garment slid slightly down her fair skin, revealing the dots of red marks on her delicate collarbones.
Mo Rongyan's eyes darkened, and a low hoarse syllable escaped from his thin lips, "Yeah."
The next moment, Su Ruotang's eyes widened, "What are you doing?"
