Mo Jiecheng felt that he was saved by the eyes of the eminent monk.
"Yes, there is no limit to the sea of suffering, but turning back is the end. Master Ji is wise beyond the ordinary, and what he said makes some sense. It is only today that I finally understood Master Ji's words."
From Mo Jiecheng's perspective, Ji Wanrong's small face had long and thick eyelashes, and underneath it was a small nose that looked like it was made of jade.
The cherry-like mouth was moist, as if it were dipped in honey, and the eyes blinked and blinked, seeming to blink into his heart, making his heart itch.
Mo Jiecheng watched motionlessly, his eyes becoming a little darker again.
There is a war between heaven and man in my heart, and the savage monkey inside me regains the upper hand.
He hugged Ji Wanrong's slender waist, held her across his lap, and bent down to kiss her.
Ji Wanrong quickly raised her hand to block it, but Mo Jiecheng grabbed her wrist again and sighed slightly.
He didn't know why, but he remembered her so much today. It seemed that only smelling this scent could calm his uneasy mood.
Mo Jiecheng felt Ji Wanrong's struggle and ignored it. Instead, he hugged her tighter and then slowly leaned his forehead against hers.
The two of them were almost stuck together, transmitting their own warmth to each other. With Nephrite in his arms, Mo Jiecheng's heart almost melted.
The temperature inside the carriage gradually rose. Ji Wanrong lay in Mo Jiecheng's arms and almost gave up struggling.
She seemed to be able to hear the sound of her own heartbeat, and there seemed to be something under her body that made her feel panicked.
Ji Wanrong twisted his butt very awkwardly, but that thing was as vital as Mo Jiecheng's mouth.
Grow tenaciously.
When Mo Jiecheng saw that Ji Wanrong had stopped struggling, he slightly curved the corners of his mouth and wanted to hold Ji Wanrong's small chin.
But the next second, he heard Ji Wanrong's muffled voice coming from the carriage: "Donor, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."
The charming atmosphere disappeared in an instant.
Mo Jiecheng gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to throw Ji Wanrong out of his arms.
The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of Prince Han's Mansion.
Mo Jiecheng took a step with his long legs and flew down from the carriage very quickly.
He also grabbed Ji Wanrong's hand in a gentlemanly manner and picked her up from the carriage.
Even after Ji Wanrong landed firmly on the ground, Mo Jiecheng still held her wrist.
There was still a wound on her wrist from the assassination that day. The wound had scabbed over. Mo Jiecheng held it weakly while his thumb pad was gently rubbing her scar.
Ji Wanrong felt the warmth of his fingertips, and suddenly felt a softness in her heart.
Mo Jiecheng looked like a lost big dog now, wagging his tail, waiting for her to pet his furry head.
Just as Ji Wanrong was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud female voice. Ji Wanrong felt that there were colorful beams of light in front of her eyes, which made her almost blind.
"My lord, you are finally back~~"
"Weichen has personally cooked the dinner for you and is sending it to your yard. It has been a hard journey. Your Majesty, please hurry up and have a meal!"
Ji Wanrong reached out to cover his eyes and slowly raised his head. The first thing he saw was Gu Mingyue.
The second thing I saw was the bright ruby on Gu Mingyue's head.
Gu Mingyue not only wore a ruby head and face, but there were also two young men holding lanterns standing in front of her, and behind her there were more than ten maids.
She just stood like this, speaking to Mo Jiecheng earnestly, looking at Ji Wanrong from the corner of her eyes, with pride and deep contempt in her eyes.
With this aura, it was as if she was the head mistress of Prince Han's Mansion, while Ji Wanrong was just a concubine with no title.
The earrings made of rubies were dangling from Gu Mingyue's earlobes, reflecting the warm yellow light of the lantern, and were so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Ji Wanrong suddenly remembered that Mo Jiecheng seemed to have mentioned such a pretense to her a few days ago.
After hearing what Mo Jiecheng said that day, Jian Qing secretly told her in private that this set of hair was specially left by the queen for the princess in her heart, and everyone in the capital knew it.
Jian Qing told him to be gentler in front of Mo Jiecheng. No matter how gentle he was, he would first get this set of masks from Mo Jiecheng's hands, whether he liked it or not.
If someone else takes her away, her position as a princess will not be worthy of the name. No matter where she goes, she will be looked down upon by people in the capital.
Only then did Ji Wanrong realize the importance of this set of masks.
Unexpectedly, Mo Jiecheng directly gave this set, which symbolized the princess, to Gu Mingyue, who was still a female official.
If Gu Mingyue went out wearing this mask, it would be Mo Jiecheng who deliberately slapped her in the face in front of everyone in the capital.
When Ji Wanrong thought of this, he shook off Mo Jiecheng's hand without any expression and walked towards his Chuyun Garden without saying a word.
Mo Jiecheng stepped forward and wanted to hold Ji Wanrong's wrist again, but Ji Wanrong shook him off again.
Her figure walking back alone formed a sharp contrast with the figure surrounded by Gu Mingyue's servants.
Mo Jiecheng stood there blankly, frowning and looking at Chongzhou beside him.
"You said she was fine just now, why does her face change so suddenly?"
Chongzhou was so anxious that he almost jumped up. He pointed to his ear. Seeing that Mo Jiecheng didn't respond, he pointed to Gu Mingyue again: "Top and face! Top and face!"
Only then did Mo Jiecheng understand. He leaned into Chongzhou's ear and asked softly: "How come this mask is on Gu Mingyue's body?"
Chongzhou looked at him from the corner of his eyes: "You asked me to give it to Miss Gu."
"How could it be me! You must have sent it secretly!" Mo Jiecheng frowned, he had no memory at all.
"You were tossing and turning on the bed that day, and I don't know what you were thinking of. At midnight, you angrily woke me up with your chicken coop on your head and asked me to give this noodle to Miss Gu."
"You also said it was now, immediately, immediately! My subordinate sent it there overnight! Have you forgotten this?"
The corner of Mo Jiecheng's mouth twitched.
He really forgot.
"Then you think that's why the princess is angry?" Mo Jiecheng was a little unsure.
Chongzhou glanced at him again with disgust, "This proves that the princess has you in her heart!"
Mo Jiecheng suddenly felt that he understood. He suddenly felt an enlightenment, put his hands behind his back, and walked in front of Gu Mingyue in an extremely unnatural manner.
"The lady officer worked hard to make the soup, and I am very touched. This is the ruby noodle. Can you return it to me? On the day of Chongzhou, I may have been confused by sleeping and sent it to the wrong place."
He stretched out his hands and placed them in front of Gu Mingyue.
Chongzhou stood behind Mo Jiecheng, gritting his teeth.
Gu Mingyue was stunned. She stood there blankly, feeling that her face was hot.
Feeling the attention of everyone, she took off the jewelry on her head and ears little by little, and put it on Mo Jiecheng's hand. Tears rolled down her eyes unconsciously.
But Mo Jiecheng didn't pay attention at all. He happily held the mask and called Chongzhou.
"Quick! Quick! Send this noodle to the princess, now, immediately! Say it was rewarded by me!"
"After I take a bath and change my clothes, I will personally go to Chuyun Garden to visit her and compensate her!"
Mo Jiecheng was eager to see it, and when Ji Wanrong saw this mask, his brows were filled with joy.
