As soon as Lu Jiuqing stepped into the carriage, someone grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Lu Jiuqing was startled. He moved a little, then softened and leaned quietly in the man's arms.

The arms around her tightened, and Mo Xiao's voice rang in her ears, and he asked with a smile: "Why don't you struggle anymore?"

Lu Jiuqing closed his eyes and said nothing.

Mo Xiao waited for a while but didn't wait for her answer, and the smile on his face dissipated little by little.

Mo Xiao glanced coldly at the Zhongyong Hou Mansion through the car window, then lowered his eyes at the person in his arms, reached out and touched Lu Jiuqing's cold cheek, and said softly: "If you are tired, take a nap, I'm with you. "

Lu Jiuqing: "..."

Lu Jiuqing's heart, which had been suffering all night, suddenly calmed down. Her eye circles were slightly red, but she buried her head in Mo Xiao's arms and slowly closed her eyes.

She was tired. From the moment she saw the midwife, she felt like she was being roasted on a fire.

Now, Mo Xiao's embrace seems to have isolated all the bad things, giving her a reassuring space to breathe.

She temporarily forgot all her unhappiness and leaned quietly in Mo Xiao's arms.

The carriage was swaying, and instead of returning to the Tang Mansion, it went straight to the small side entrance of the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

The carriage stopped, Mo Xiao took off his outer clothes, wrapped him tightly, and carried him into the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Lu Jiuqing remained silent all the way, as if he was asleep.

Qiuyue and others also thought that Lu Jiuqing was asleep, so she lowered her voice and said, "I will make the bed for the girl right now."

Mo Xiao hugged someone and went directly to the study instead of going back to the bedroom.

"Some time ago, my father sent two jars of good wine and sent them to the study. He also asked the kitchen to prepare some wine and food and sent them together."

Qiuyue and Xia Ying widened their eyes at the same time. What are they going to do?

Mo Xiao said nothing and carried the man into the study.

Others thought Lu Jiuqing was asleep, but Mo Xiao knew clearly that Lu Jiuqing had been awake.

She just had something on her mind, and she was so tired from the pressure that she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Mo Xiao didn't know how many things she had in mind to force her to be like this. But Mo Xiao knew her well, and no one could make her speak about things she didn't want to say.

She is just so stubborn, so stubborn that it makes people irritated, but also makes people feel heartbroken.

He sat down on the chair with the person in his arms, reached out and took off his clothes to reveal Lu Jiuqing's head.

Mo Xiao leaned over and kissed Lu Jiuqing on the forehead, and said with a smile: "You still won't open your eyes? If you don't open your eyes, I will continue."

Then, he quickly kissed Lu Jiuqing's nose.

The next moment, Lu Jiuqing's eyes opened and he stared straight at Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao's eyes looked regretful: "I opened it too quickly."

After saying that, his eyes drifted towards Lu Jiuqing's lips intentionally or unintentionally.

Speaking of which, they had not been together for a long time, and now that they were suddenly close, it was impossible for Mo Xiao not to think about it.

Lu Jiuqing also realized this, moved his butt uncomfortably, and glared at Mo Xiao fiercely.

Mo Xiao laughed loudly: "Why are you staring at me? I can't control it. Otherwise, you can help me comfort it?"

Lu Jiuqing's face was so red that he was almost bleeding. He couldn't think of anything else at the moment, except that it would be great if Chen Yuan was here. The dagger on her body was sharp enough to eliminate Mo Xiao's future troubles once and for all, and he would never need anyone's comfort again, just like Tang Xiuyan.

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