III Jiangshan

wife?

Yuan Youqi on the other side of the screen was stunned when he heard this.

Mochi was very sensitive to the moment of stagnation, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

She really wanted to know what kind of person Yuan Youqi could never forget, who was so forgetful for a moment that she actually told her about it.

Yuan Youqi was slightly stunned, then chuckled.

Why can't she feel the bewildered emotions in the ink pool inside the screen?

She seems to be getting more and more comfortable with the perception of Mochi's emotions.That's a really good sign.

Yuan Youqi smiled even more heartily, his eyes were full of anticipation instead of the sadness of the loss of his "deceased wife".

"She...she is not as beautiful as you." Yuan Youqi said.

This... what is the answer?Mochi frowned.

Could it be that just because I am more beautiful than her, you can put me above her?

Thinking about it, I haven't forgotten it for more than ten years, and I can't help myself because I imitated that person... But when asked how that person is, can't you say that an imitator is beautiful?

What is the logic of this?

Mochi's brows were tightened even more, and he really felt that Yuan Youqi's mind was very contradictory.

This is not like the logic that a strategizing emperor should have.

"No matter how beautiful the face is, it's the surface that will eventually age. Only the inside is worth cherishing." Mo Chi said solemnly.

She didn't like the attention Yuan Youqi paid to her appearance.Too much attention like that will only remind her how dirty her heart is.

Yuan Youqi was still sitting cross-legged, but his gaze contained some deep meaning.

She understood what Mochi meant.

When Mochi was still Mochi, when Mochi hadn't remembered that she was Gu Heng, how precious was it to have such an idea?

As expected of my Ah Heng!

Yuan Youqi praised secretly, and the joy in his heart became even stronger.

I just like your inside, the soul inside.No matter your appearance is Qi Yingyue, Gu Heng, or Mo Chi, even if you have turned into a grass, tree, fish and insect in this life, your inside is you, I love you so much!

Mochi listened to the voice outside the screen.

It has been a while since she said about her appearance, which is long enough for Yuan Youqi to react.However, the cross-legged figure still sat cross-legged and did not give her any response.

This made Mochi feel uneasy.

Touch her unhappy, right?Mochi thought to himself.

She is a king, so it's really not a big deal to spoil a woman, right?

In her heart, does she also think that this matter is romantic and self-proclaimed?

In the eyes of the world, it's very common for an ordinary man's wife to continue his life after his death, and no one would take it as a surprise.

And what about women?If the husband died, how many people would have the courage to remarry?

The Great Wei Dynasty was regarded as enlightened. Among the noble women, those who lost their husbands all remarried.But for those remarried women, the world mostly regards them as "heterogeneous".Perhaps only after remarriage can the couple reconcile and shut their mouths, and swallow the words "not abiding by women's ways"?

The world and the so-called etiquette impose too much on women, so that the fact that women lose their husbands and fear people's words and dare not remarry is often taken by the world as the basis for "women are more affectionate than men".However, whoever is not the one who experienced it first-hand, who can experience the loneliness of the remaining decades for her?

For a moment, Mochi thought a lot.

If Yuan Youqi is someone who is greedy for his own appearance, Mochi is not surprised.

But no.

What Yuan Youqi valued was obviously what he imagined about himself and her wife.

And the things that I have been forced to learn since I was a child, aren't they just to imitate the wife she said?

Mochi's mind was a little chaotic, and there was even a pain like being crushed.She vaguely felt that she had captured something at a certain moment, but that feeling was fleeting, and in the end, she was still wandering around in an unfathomable confusion.

She closed her eyes tiredly.

Really tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

It's not that she hadn't guessed that Yuan Youqi had seen through the origin of her identity, and her words and deeds were all means to lure herself into the boss.

However, Mochi would rather put this speculation behind him——

The emperor couldn't help himself, how could it be a disguise?

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, and even the sound of splashing water was stagnant because the ink pool closed its eyes.

Yuan Youqi straightened his back slowly, resisting the urge to rush into the screen and take a look at the ink pool.

"Miss Mo?" she called out.

Mochi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with more confusion, but he still responded in a timely manner: "En."

You are fine.

Yuan Youqi was a little relaxed, and tentatively asked: "Do you want to see her?"

Mochi's eyes rounded in horror.

See... her!

Didn't she already...

Yuan Youqi paused, as if she had made a great determination, and said: "You follow me into the palace... There is her in the palace, and there are many things left..."

"No need!" Mo Chi hastily interrupted Yuan Youqi's words.

Did she actually want me to enter the palace to see what was left behind by the woman I imitated!

Does she want me to imitate it better, and to play this scene with her in the future, so that I can act more happily!

So, what am I?

Mochi felt sad, and suddenly stood up from the bath, resisting the dizziness in his head and the weakness of his legs, grabbed the cloth towel beside him, and wiped his wet body in a disorganized manner.

Her hands were trembling uncontrollably at the same time.

"Miss Mo!" Yuan Youqi was startled by the strange situation and jumped up.

"Don't come here!" Mo Chi shouted tremblingly.

Yuan Youqi's steps froze, not daring to act rashly.

"Miss Mo, your body..."

"Humble body, don't worry about your majesty!" Mochi said in a cold voice, gritted his teeth, and threw away the cloth towel that was mostly wet with water.

Yuan Youqi was stunned.

This is the first time Mochi called her that.

This is... annoyed?

Yuan Youqi's heart hung up.She quickly recalled her words and deeds in her mind——

Hugging her, kissing her, even almost pinning her on the couch... none of this annoyed her.What made her speak so harshly?

Yuan Youqi became depressed.

The conscience of heaven and earth, when she said that she wanted Mochi to enter the palace, she only wanted to help Mochi remember the past life.She loves Mochi so much, how could she say anything to hurt her!

But right now, the ink pool is just an ink pool, and the same words have another meaning in her ears.

Yuan Youqi was smart all his life, but sometimes he was confused for a while.She cared too much about Mochi, the so-called "authority obsessed", she was deeply fascinated, no matter how bright her brain was, she would not be able to do anything.

The figure in front of him flickered, Yuan Youqi came back to his senses, saw the well-dressed Mochi, his face was pale, and he walked out of the screen expressionlessly.

She who had just bathed should have been as graceful and beautiful as a lotus planted in the drizzle.But the truth is, apart from the semi-wet black hair, and the clean new clothes on her body, even the steaming water vapor was completely overwhelmed by the coldness around her.

Anyway, he didn't refuse the clean new clothes prepared by Sister Xuan.Yuan Youqi breathed a sigh of relief.

Instinctively, she approached, lightly wrapped Mochi's arm, and at the same time grabbed the left hand.

The tentacles are silky, but also cold.

Mochi lowered his eyes, neither refusing nor responding.

Yuan Youqi felt distressed when he saw it: "Hands are so cold..."

She clasped Mo Chi's hands with both palms, brought them to her lips, breathed in the hot air, and tried her best to keep warm.

Mo Chi felt even more bitter.

She couldn't bear the emperor's tenderness, and the emperor's contradictory words and deeds made her even more uneasy.

Yuan Youqi warmed Mochi's hand, seeing that Mochi was still looking sleepy, he felt flustered.

"I don't know what makes you unhappy, you tell me... Well, if you don't like to say it, don't say it. You don't remember villains, don't care about me like me..." Yuan Youqi accompanied and said cautiously .

Mochi remained silent and expressionless. After hearing this, he raised his head in horror and stared at Yuan Youqi as if he didn't know her.

Is this what an emperor should say?

She is the emperor, and it is only for others to try their best to please her. How can a little Yin Ji make her act like this?

Just because it resembles her wife?It's not what it looks like!

Mochi felt that such an emperor was really crazy.

If this goes on, she will be driven crazy by her.

"It's getting late, please go back, Your Majesty!" Mo Chi turned his face away, and said again, "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, and he is responsible for the people of the world, so please put state affairs first!"

Yuan Youqi never thought that she would suddenly move out of big names such as state affairs and common people to drive him away, and suddenly felt hurt.

Once Mochi spoke, she couldn't respond for a long time, she turned her face away hesitantly, and was surprised to see Yuan Youqi's amber eyes filled with grievance and unwillingness.She has no doubt that if she looks at her coldly again, the mist in Yuan Youqi's eyes will condense into water beads and roll down.

Although he thought it was too weird that the king of a country might be made to cry by himself, Mochi's heart softened when he saw Yuan Youqi in this state.

You are the emperor!How can you be so... childish because of the sarcastic remarks of an insignificant person like me?

For a moment, Mochi deeply felt that the ages of himself and the emperor must have been reversed.

"Although I am humble, I know that the Son of Heaven cannot live outside." Mochi's voice softened.

Yuan Youqi sniffed when he heard this.Mochi's performance just now brought her back to those days when she was ruthlessly rejected by Gu Heng, and she couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

"You are not humble!" Yuan Youqi replied, showing the decisiveness of a superior.

Mochi sighed silently, feeling powerless towards the cow playing the piano.

Yuan Youqi took her hand and sat down on the couch, but still refused to let go of her hand.

Mochi looked down at the two of them holding each other... No, it was her hand tightly held by Yuan Youqi, a feeling of being attached to her warmed her heart.

Then, the warmth quickly permeated her whole body.

Mochi really wanted to rub Yuan Youqi's head and comfort her "don't panic".Even if the person in front of him is twice as old as him.

"Your Majesty, please go back at ease... It will be the same when we meet again tomorrow." Mo Chi finally took a step back.

The author has something to say: Ah, I'm at work... so angry!