Quickly wear the white moonlight: Your Majesty, hold on

Chapter 128 This Emperor Is Slightly Infatuated ([-])

From then on, Dongfang Buyu would come to the prime minister's mansion every day to play "Thinking of Wife" for Mo Xiaojiu, and then lamented about his dead wife before leaving leisurely.

Mo Xiaojiu refused in his heart.

Even if she avoids the guests and huddles in the garden to watch the flowers with her sword in her arms, he will still play the tune from a wall away, as if she is afraid that she can't hear him, and he has used his internal strength!

this day.

Mo Xiaojiu jumped onto the wall with his sword in hand.

Dongfang Buchang stood under the wall and played the flute full of emotion, while Fu Qi stood not far away and covered his face in shame.

Mo Xiaojiu waited abruptly for him to finish playing the piece, and said coldly: "Will the prince stop playing the xiao here again?"

He raised his head and said in a gentle voice, "Did I bother you?"

She was not polite: "Excuse me."

He smiled slightly: "Then I still want to blow it."

Mo Xiao was so drunk that he laughed back: "I don't know, it turns out that Prince An is such a rascal."

"I also just found out that Mu Qingxue, who was so devoted to the way of the sword, was so easily influenced."

"..."

Fuqi is a little anxious, isn't this the rhythm to start?
In the stalemate, Dongfang Buyi spoke first, with the same warm look on his face: "Qingxue, if I take Jiangshan as your betrothal, are you willing to marry me?"

Not far away, Mu Qingfeng rushed over after hearing the news: "..."

Mo Xiaojiu stared at him deeply, and answered after a long time: "Okay."

Dongfang Buchang laughed happily, piercing into people's hearts like the scorching sun, warming to the bone marrow: "Wait for me." After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

Fuqi, who was in a state of confusion, followed with his hands and feet.

Mu Qingfeng quickly ran over, jumped onto the wall, and stood in front of Mo Xiaojiu with a solemn expression: "Xue'er, do you know what you're talking about?"

She nodded: "I know."

His lips opened and closed, closed and opened: "Follow me."

He took her to Mu Ling's room.

Mu Ling has gotten much better, and her face is glowing with health. She and Qu Xinmei are painting ink one by one, very harmoniously.

A pair of sons and daughters came over, and they immediately put down what they were holding.

Mu Ling stood up, put Mu Qingfeng aside, and looked at Mo Xiaojiu with a pleasant face, "Xue'er won't hold the sword to watch the flowers today?"

Qu Xinmei also walked over with a smile: "Your father doesn't know how jealous you are of your sword recently."

Mo Xiaojiu glanced at Mu Qingfeng, he hesitated there as if he didn't know how to speak, she simply started for him: "Father, mother, have you heard the sound of someone playing flute recently?"

"Father is not deaf, of course he can hear," Mu Ling said as a matter of course, "Then King An has no friends, so it's rare to know you, and you are his savior, no wonder he is so close to you."

Qu Xinmei nodded in agreement.

Mo Xiaojiu's expression didn't change: "He promised me to marry him, and I agreed."

"If you agree...what?" Mu Ling suddenly lost color, her eyes widened, "Say it again?"

"He promised me Jiangshan as a hire, let me..."

"I see." Mu Ling stretched out her hand to interrupt her, and took two breaths.

Qu Xinmei quickly reached out to help her caress her heart.

"Father, don't get excited." Mu Qingfeng felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have brought his younger sister to a showdown with his parents, at least it should be done step by step.

It took Mu Ling a while to calm down: "King An really said that?"

Mo Xiaojiu nodded: "Brother heard it too."

Mu Ling thought a lot in her heart, and finally calmed down: "Xue'er, tell Dad honestly, what is the reason you agreed to him?" Because of yearning for him, or because of the world he promised?
Her face was cold, but her voice carried complicated emotions: "Because...the love is deep."

Mu Ling's eyes became firmer: "Recently, your majesty's health has become worse and worse, and the imperial doctor who the prince stayed at our mansion has also been called back. His majesty is seriously ill. The prince is far away in Yunzhou. If King An wants to take advantage of this...it's a good time."

(End of this chapter)