Ma'am, give me a baby

After coming out of the palace and taking the carriage back home, Mo Ziqing was relieved.

"Qing'er, do you want to tell the young minister about this?" Mo Li was sitting upright in the carriage, his eyes were on Mo Ziqing.

"...Let's not talk about it, let him worry for nothing." Mo Ziqing shook his head, then said again: "Thank you just now, father..."

Mo Li raised his hand to stop his next words, "Is there still a need to say thank you between father and son?"

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, closed his eyes and meditated, and spoke softly after a long while: "Young minister doesn't know about it, it's fine, if you hear the news from somewhere, it's not appropriate for you to keep it from him."

"...I know." Mo Ziqing pondered for a moment before answering.

The carriage drove slowly towards the Mo family's mansion. It was almost dusk at this moment, and the carriage stopped after half an hour.

Mo Ren was waiting at the door, seeing them arriving, hurried to the car to help Mo Li get out of the car.

"Is Zifeng back?" Mo Li straightened his sleeves and asked calmly.

"Returning to the master, the young master has not returned yet." Mo Ren replied respectfully, and followed Mo Li and Mo Ziqing to the mansion.

"When he comes back, let him come to my study."

"Yes."

Mo Ziqing and Mo Li said a few words and then went back to the courtyard. After counting the time, dinner should be ready, and the young minister is still waiting for him.

Back in the room, the dinner was ready, and Liu Shaochen was also sitting at the table waiting. Seeing him coming in, a faint smile appeared on his handsome face, "I'm back."

Mo Ziqing untied the cloak, handed it to Xing'er next to him, walked to the seat next to Liu Shaochen and sat down, and said softly, "Are you hungry?"

Liu Shaochen took the wet wipe from Le An and passed it to Mo Ziqing, "Clean your hands and eat."

He took the veil, wiped his hands carefully, looked up inadvertently, and saw Le'an looking at him hesitantly, he was puzzled, but he thought that Liu Shaochen must be hungry, so he didn't care, took the veil After giving it to Xing'er, she picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat for Liu Shaochen, "Eat quickly."

Liu Shaochen pursed the corners of his lips and didn't move his chopsticks for a while. When Mo Ziqing saw it, he asked doubtfully, "Why? Don't you like it?"

"No..." Liu Shaochen picked up the chopsticks and asked casually, "Today... why is the emperor calling you?"

Mo Ziqing paused for a while before picking up vegetables, then smiled, "It's nothing, it's just a trivial matter."

"...a trivial matter?" Liu Shaochen looked at him, and his voice trembled a little when he spoke again, "You said, is it a trivial matter for you to be a son-in-law?"

Mo Ziqing's pupils shrank suddenly, and she turned her head to look at him suddenly, "Who did you listen to?"

"...It doesn't matter who said it." Liu Shaochen put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked straight at the man in front of him, "If no one tells me, are you going to keep it a secret from me?"

"I..." Mo Ziqing opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

"Ziqing...you and I are husband and wife, why didn't you tell me such an important matter?" Liu Shaochen's voice was trembling, and he was frightened all afternoon. He wanted to hear Mo Ziqing tell him the truth himself, but he still kept it from himself.

After enduring it for a long time, Liu Shaochen couldn't bear it any longer, his eyes were flushed, and crystal tears rolled in his eyes, and he said again: "What do you think of me? You keep everything from me, and others don't tell me, right? I will not know until the day you marry that princess? Will I be forced to accept this fact?!"

Mo Ziqing wanted to explain in a panic, but seeing him burst into tears, his heart became even more confused. He wanted to pull Liu Shaochen's hand, but was dodged.

Liu Shaochen raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, stood up and walked to the inner room.

Looking at his slender back, he looked even more helpless at this moment. Mo Ziqing quickly stood up, strode after him, hugged the crying man from behind, and said in a deep voice, "Who said I'm going to marry her?"