Fu Beixian's eyes suddenly widened, and he watched helplessly as Mo Ronyan took out the biggest chestnut from his arms.
"Hey, Mo Lalan, what are you doing?"
Mo Ronyan pinched the chestnuts with his fingertips, and said with a slight curve on his thin lips, "Peel the chestnuts for Madam."
As he spoke, he moved his long fingers slightly and peeled open the chestnuts, revealing the fragrant chestnut meat.
"You noble and doting wife, then go buy it yourself!" Fu Beixian angrily protected the chestnuts in his arms.
Mo Rongyan turned a deaf ear and handed the peeled chestnuts to Su Ruotang. At the same time, he calmly replied to Fu Beixian, "You used my money for this trip."
Fu Beixian, whose fate was being strangled, said: "..."
After returning, he also wants to go into business!
Su Ruotang took the chestnuts, ignored the teasing looks of Gu Shuya and Tan Zhixi, stuffed them into his mouth, and said vaguely, "More."
Mo Rongyan looked at Fu Beixian with clear eyes.
Fu Beixian's eyes widened: "These are for them to eat on the boat for a while."
Mo Rongyan said nothing, but slowly stretched out his hand.
Ten breaths later, Fu Beixian took the silver coins and resignedly continued to queue up to buy chestnuts.
A group of five people chartered a cruise ship and sat in the boat, eating melons and fruits and admiring the night scenery, while waiting for Fu Beixian, who was queuing up in the crowd to buy chestnuts.
Mo Jinming and Mo Ronyan played a chess game on the bedside.
Su Ruotang and the other three girls were sitting next to them, fishing out of boredom.
When Fu Beixian came back with three bags of chestnuts, he happened to see Su Ruotang throwing the fishhook without bait into the lake.
The corner of his mouth twitched: "Are you imitating Mr. Jiang's fishing?"
Su Ruotang held her chin up and spoke lazily, "This is what makes those who wish take the bait."
Mo Jinming smiled softly and dropped the chess piece in his hand, "I lost."
Mo Ronyan put his forehead with one hand and said in a casual and light voice, "Second brother, your chess skills need to be improved."
Mo Jinming clapped his hands and sighed: "You think everyone is like you, with a thousand tricks."
After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Mo Ronyan's wrist and he raised his eyebrows, "Did my sister-in-law give it to you?"
Mo Ronyan shook his wrist lazily and hummed in a low voice.
The corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows are all showing off.
Su Ruotang rolled his eyes and said in a somewhat indignant tone, "Second brother, don't listen to his nonsense. It's not a gift, it's obviously him who robbed it!"
Mo Jinming was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Mo Lalan, you've got your chance."
"You've all learned how to steal your wife's things."
Mo Rongyan and Qingjun raised his eyebrows slightly: "It was originally given to me, why did you rush to say it?"
Su Ruotang hummed softly, stood up, grabbed a bag of chestnuts from Fu Beixian's hand, stuffed it into his hand, and said with strength in his soft voice, "Peel!"
Fu Beixian: "???"
Mo Ronyan raised his eyes slightly, slowly stretched out his jade-like long fingers, and took the chestnuts in a leisurely manner.
"Madam, my husband's reputation has been completely ruined by you."
"And the lady herself has gained a reputation as a virtuous and kind lady."
When Su Ruotang heard this, all the cells in his body suddenly became alert, "You're talking nonsense! Everyone says that the third prince's concubine is jealous! The third prince has a pure heart and few desires!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a cruise ship passed by, and the conversation was clearly audible:
"I really thought that the Third Prince was really heartless and desireless. I dare not be so sincere as to have never met that stunning male favorite!"
"Tsk, tsk, even a banished immortal can't escape the temptation of beauty."
"Speaking of which, that male favorite is really amazing in appearance! Beautiful but not girly, charming but not gorgeous, everyone will fall."
"Hey, let me tell you, it's not just male favorites. Some time ago, in full view of everyone, the third prince came out from Xifeng Tingyu with a young girl in his arms. He kept her in his mansion."
"I know that. The girl's eyebrows are said to be somewhat similar to those of the male favorite and the third prince's concubine."
"The third prince's concubine is really virtuous. She doesn't make any noise and arranges people in the palace. It is said that it is Songxueyuan."
"Tsk, tsk, I envy the Third Prince. My family will make trouble for a long time when we go out to drink wine."
Su Xianhui, Third Prince's Concubine Ruotang: "..."
Mo·Good Man·Beauty·Rong Yan slowly peeled chestnuts with his long fingers and looked at her with a half-smile.
"Pfft..." Gu Shuya and Tan Zhixi couldn't help laughing.
Su Ruotang wiped his face and looked at Mo Ronyan coolly, "If you hadn't gone to the flower house, you wouldn't have a reputation as a lecherous man."
Mo Ronyan placed the peeled chestnuts on a porcelain plate and pushed them in the direction of the third prince's concubine, "Well, it's my husband's fault."
When Su Ruotang saw him admitting the crime so simply, alarm bells rang in Su Ruotang's heart.
As expected, Mo Rongyan recited a poem without hesitation, "When it rains, the rouge disappears a little, and the half-open season is the most enchanting."
Su Ruotang's peach blossom eyes suddenly widened.
The little porcelain face was stained with crimson.
"Shameless!" She held the porcelain plate and uttered three words in a straight voice.
Seeing her reaction, Mo Jinming and others said: "???"
Tan Zhixi looked at the red-faced girl opposite her and was a little confused, "The Third Highness just recited a poem, why are you blushing like this?"
Su Ruotang's face was red, her long and curled eyelashes were trembling constantly, and she lowered her head to eat chestnuts with a guilty conscience.
It's no problem to watch alone.
But the problem is that this poem describes Begonia. If it is read from the mouth of a dog man, there is a problem!
He was definitely not just reciting poems out of curiosity!
Thinking of Begonia between the collarbone and waist and abdomen, Su Ruotang felt as if her face was on fire.
She seemed to understand what rouge in this poem meant.
Gu Shuya's beautiful eyes wandered around her body, and she looked at her with her chin in her hands, "Begonia Poetry, Little Begonia..."
Su Ruotang's face turned redder and she glared at the culprit angrily.
However, at this moment, her eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, and the ends of her eyes were filled with red.
This look was more like jealousy.
A low laugh escaped from Mo Rongyan's throat as he peeled the chestnuts slowly.
The knuckles holding the chestnuts are like carvings of cold jade, delicate and cold.
The water sleeves slid down the cold white wrist, leaving the wrist with elegant lines.
A bright red rope is tied around her wrist, and a crystal clear little jade cat hangs from the red rope.
Under the cold moonlight, the feeling of youth pours out.
Return to the inn.
After Su Ruotang finished taking a bath, she walked out from behind the screen barefoot.
Mo Ronyan was wearing a red and white undershirt, leaning on the bedside with a casual attitude, reading books.
Seeing her coming out, he raised his eyes and said in a lazy and beguiling voice, "The half-opened Xifu Begonia is the time to be enchanting."
Su Ruotang was dressed in a red lining, with dark hair spread behind her.
Threads of water droplets dripped down the ends of the hair.
Because she had just taken a shower, her cheeks were flushed, and the ends of her porcelain white eyes were lightly crimson.
The sparkling peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with three thousand spring water, and the waves in the eyes seemed to be carrying small hooks.
Mo Ronyan put down the book in his hand, his eyes darkened, "Come here."
Su Ruotang paused and looked at him warily, "Do you know what you look like?"
Mo Ronyan rubbed the little jade cat on his wrist with his fingertips, and said in a careless voice, "What?"
Su Ruotang's white and tender fingertips pinched the belt, her red lips opened slightly, and she uttered one word after another, "Human Yazi."
"Ha." After her words fell, a chuckle escaped from Mo Rongyan's throat.
The low and hoarse laughter penetrated into Su Ruotang's ears, seeming to carry wisps of electricity.
She pinched the belt with her fingertips harder and took a step back with her slender white feet.
The next moment, a dark shadow flashed in front of his eyes.
The slender waist was hugged by strong and strong arms.
His vision was dim for a moment, but when it became clear again, Mo Ronyan's cold white fingertips fell on the slowly blooming Xifu Begonia.
"The branches are full of new green, and the little buds hide a few dots of red."
As the man's low, magnetic voice fell, his fingertips suddenly exerted slight force.
In an instant, Su Ruotang raised her swan neck and let out the broken beauty's sobs, "Don't... come out..."
"Huh? Don't... come out?" Mo Ronyan approached her eyes, his voice was hoarse and bewitching.
Su Ruotang's long and curled eyelashes kept trembling, and her body sometimes tensed up.
The ends of her porcelain white eyes were hung with tiny crystals, and her soft voice was filled with helpless brokenness, "Don't...don't move...don't..."
The red candle flame dances.
In the house, the beauty cried for half the night.
The next day, it was not bright yet.
Many people saw with their own eyes that the second prince led a young man wearing a curtain hat out of Fulai Inn and ordered the Zilin Guards.
"Send him back to the Third Prince's Mansion."
As he finished speaking, the carriage opened.
A pretty girl wearing a curtain hat emerged from the carriage, with a soft and sweet voice, "Brother, please go back to the house quickly to chat and drink tea with the third prince. Your Highness belongs to me."
Everyone: "???"
