I won't panic if my house is confiscated and exiled. I'll wipe out all the enemy's tr

The young master has a cold temper and talks little.

The only male in the Mo family, all the burdens are on his shoulders.

Therefore, these people are conservative and restrained in everything they do and say, and are very cautious in everything they say and do.

Since he was a teenager, he has always looked young and mature, with many things on his mind.

He knows nothing about men and women.

Even if there is someone as young as Qi Feng, he has not been infected with the secular spirit of the young master. On the contrary, the older he gets, the more taciturn he becomes.

Grandma Wu looked distressed.

If he keeps going at his own speed, I'm afraid Mrs. Mo won't be able to have a grandson in her next life.

All I can do is place some big news.

Aunt Wu has lived her whole life. Every time she comes to deliver medicine, she carefully observes the hidden disappointment in the young master's eyes. Although she is careful, she still notices it, and she knows it in her heart.

This is the effect you want.

Can't hear or see.

There were not many women in the back house who were given free money. As soon as her eyes glanced at these two people, she knew there was something going on.

And the little girl herself admitted that if she didn't like her to the core, which woman would dare to say such sincere and heartfelt words. I was so ashamed that I died of embarrassment.

This is obviously the intention of Lang Youqing and concubine!

It was finally her turn to show off her remaining energy.

So, Grandma Wu used the brainwashing skills she had accumulated all her life.

*

"The girl heard that the young master has gone out to do business, and she asked the old slave if the general has come back...I said you have come back a long time ago. The girl is relieved. That little blush is just like honey. Like a peach... tsk tsk."

Mo Yanjue: "..."

Peach? This description seems somewhat appropriate.

*

"Ms. Wen said that even though she wanted to deliver it in person, it didn't make sense. It's getting dark, so it's inconvenient to come to see the general. I'll deliver the medicine in person early tomorrow... Hehe."

Mo Yanjue paused while drinking the medicinal soup: "..."

For this sentence tomorrow...

A small expectation arose in Mo Yanjue's heart.

Didn't sleep well all night.

*

"Master, I saw the girl busy embroidering the sachet today, so I didn't have time to come over. I must be embroidering it for you, Master! Oh, I didn't expect that the medical skills are so good. That hand embroidery worker is one of the best in the capital. It’s hard to find anything comparable to it...tsk tsk."

Mo Yanjue swallowed the medicinal soup and lowered his eyes at the jade tassel on his waist that his mother had knitted for him a few years ago: "..."

Why don't you come here just to embroider the sachet?

Was that sachet really given to him?

Suddenly, someone felt a trace of disappointment on his brow.

In this way, there are new topics every day, and every sentence is about the warm girl.

I have to admit that Grandma Wu’s mouth is quite powerful.

Mo Yanjue drank the "medicinal soup" while listening to Grandma Wu's daily thoughts.

The so-called "medicinal soup" is obviously quite bitter, but when you drink it, it actually feels like picking candy from broken porcelain pieces.

After a bowl of soup, my whole body felt warm, but my heart felt empty.

.........

"Originally, the girl had something to say to the general, but I saw that she didn't look very good today. Maybe she was tired from taking care of the old lady. I am old and useless, so I can't be of much help. …”

On the tenth day, Grandma Wu sighed.

Mo Yanjue's complexion turned red from the ten days of "medicinal soup".

His expression froze, "She...is sick?"

Somehow, I suddenly couldn't help but want to go and see it myself.

Aunt Wu shook her head worriedly, "That's not the case. The girl is young, so she might be homesick. But I heard that she doesn't have any relatives at home..."

Mo Yanjue's eyes were dark, "Well, the housekeeper told me about her family's situation."

Mother Wu rolled her eyes and said suddenly, "The girl's status is a bit low. Although she admitted that she likes the general, she also knows herself. The old lady is not a hard-hearted person, and she also knows that the general does not like taking concubines, so, I plan to Find a good young man and let her get to know each other, maybe she can even get to know each other..."

Mo Yanjue's heart skipped a beat and he choked on the "medicinal food" he drank.

To be honest, he was shocked for a long time when he heard the girl's true confession in his mother's courtyard that day.

He was blushing and heartbeating as he listened outside the door. How could a person who could say such words... be able to look at others so easily? Is his dignified general inferior to others?

"Hey, forget it, the young master has no interest in the little girl. Every girl has expressed his position. Young master, you are still sitting here undisturbed. If it were me, I would give up. The old lady's eyes can see it. Let the small kitchen cook a few more of her favorite foods tonight, which can be considered as a thank you for her healing grace. Maybe, I will send the girl back tomorrow. Oops... I have to go over and take a look..."

After saying that, Nanny Wu slipped away as if her soles were oiled.

The study room suddenly became quiet without Madam Wu's casual thoughts.

It's so quiet that it's irritating.

Mo Yanjue was about to put down his pen several times, but then raised it again...

Finally, I threw the brush aside and could no longer write half a word.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the one who wrote only one line:

The apology letter regarding the still unknown whereabouts of Princess Chubei...

Suddenly, he crumpled the paper into a ball.

*

Some people are confused and some people don't know.

The two old ladies, who were looking at each other secretly, smiled like old foxes.

Helian Wenyin looked at the sumptuous delicacies on the table in front of her, and then at Mrs. Mo's eyes that were full of energy after she recovered her sight. She always felt... something was weird.

But I can't tell.

"Old madam, this... is too polite! The little girl is a little panicked..."

Helian Wenyin twisted her handkerchief and swallowed nervously.

All her favorite food.

"You have worked hard these days! Why are you panicking? You deserve it!"

Madam Mo motioned to Nanny Wu with her eyes.

Aunt Wu quickly poured her a cup of peach blossom stuffed wine.

"This is brewed by the old slave himself. It has been buried under the tree for thirty years. How about trying it?"

Helian Wenyin was shocked.

"Thirty years?"

Even she, a princess who had lost her country, had never seen peach blossom wine for thirty years.

"That's right! The young master wasn't even born yet at that time."

Helian Wenyin picked up the wine glass and smelled it. The aroma was pure and rich. Even though she didn't know how to drink, she knew that this was definitely a top-notch wine.

"It's an interesting thing to say. Thirty years ago, when General Mo came back from the war, I asked Grandma Wu to brew this wine. As a result, the old man had a bad brain and actually forgot which tree he buried it under. , it took thirty years to make peach blossom wine. After a trip to Zhuangzi not long ago, she remembered that it was buried under the ancient dragon pearl tree. This made people wake up. Hahaha..."

Mrs. Mo seemed to be particularly happy. She picked up the wine glass and took a sip first.

"Yeah! Not bad! You should try it too."

Dragon Ball?

Helian Wenyin's eyes sparkled, she thanked her and took a cautious sip.

"Delicious."

It was different from the wine she had imagined.

Mother Wu smiled awkwardly, "If I hadn't forgotten, maybe it would have been gone long ago."

"Yes."

Helian Wenyin felt the atmosphere of getting along between the two elders. Maybe her eyes could see it and her heart was open.

Unlike when she first met her, who was repellent and defensive, Mrs. Mo now looked very amiable and approachable.

Just like her grandma, she is cheerful and open-minded.

In comparison, it seems that he has a deep city and impure purpose. He is not as simple and unsophisticated as they think.

With a troubled and anxious heart, Helian Wenyin drank the tempting peach blossom wine.