With a brain-loving husband [travel]

After going to other shops to buy lanterns and sending Fang Yun back to Mofangxuan, Mo Jingcheng found a reason at random and turned back.

Just now, looking at Jiang Huaishou's appearance, it seems that he has followed them for a long time.And the shopkeeper's voice was so loud, it must have reached Jiang Huaishou's ears.Judging by Jiang Huaishou's reaction, Yu Nian must be the abandoned prince that the shopkeeper said.

As soon as he turned into the alley just now, Mo Jingcheng saw Jiang Huaishou in all black leaning against the wall, a thin layer of snow had already accumulated on the brim of the black gauze hat on his head, as if he had been waiting for him.

"You should have guessed it." Hearing the footsteps, Jiang Huaishou slowly raised his head, still with the same indifferent expression, "My son is not the son of a civil servant."

Mo Jingcheng didn't answer.

"It's ridiculous to be a crown prince, but to be rumored to be a deposed prince." Jiang Huaishou took off his gauze hat to hide the fleeting coldness in his eyes.

There is only one more word between prince and deposed prince, but there is a world of difference between them.Once the prince becomes a deposed prince, let alone succession, he doesn't even know how he will die in the future.

"We won't do anything to you, and we won't stay for long."

After all, without any explanation, Jiang Huaishou flew up to the eaves and left with a tap of his toes.

Mo Jingcheng didn't know about the grievances between their courts, so there was no need to pay more attention to them.

He knew that, to Fang Yun, Yu Nian and Jiang Huaishou were just simple friends, spending holidays together and fighting normally on weekdays.Other complications were not expected at all.

But he didn't expect that with Jiang Huaishou's temperament, he would stay here on purpose to explain these things to him, and he would take the initiative to say something that he didn't know if he didn't admit it.

The intellectual brain cannot tell whether a person is good or bad, nor can it tell where the other person came from.As for the origin of these two people, Mo Jingcheng didn't have the heart to investigate further.

As long as they don't hurt his husband and ruin his life, the rest are free for them.

"Did you already guess that I'm not from this world?" Mo Jingcheng looked up at the sky.

The snow-covered sky is pure.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the restaurant, there was a different noise from inside.

"What are you eating! The meat is bad!" A demonic voice sounded mixed with the sound of the table colliding.A cold light flashed across Mo Jingcheng's eyes.

Worried that Fu Lang would be hurt, Mo Jingcheng quickly opened the door and walked in with cold eyes, but the scene inside made his reason tense like a thread.

I saw Fang Yun's face was pale with fright, and he stood helplessly in front of a sitting arrogant boy.

There was a layer of powder on that little fair face, and there was a thick layer of bright red lipstick on his lips. That appearance made people feel disgusted when they saw it.But Xiaobailian didn't know it, but he thought he was charming to everyone, so he raised his legs and raised his head.

On the side table were sliced ​​meat and a teacup with a piece spilled on it.

Worried that Fang Yun would see his violent side again, Mo Jingcheng covered up the scarlet in his eyes, and with a cold smile on his lips, he walked up to Fang Yun and completely covered him with his body.

The little boy's eyeballs rolled around, revealing pale eyeballs, "Are you the shopkeeper here?"

The sound was stretched out deliberately, and the stomachs of the surrounding guests who heard the sound were tumbling, and they all wanted to spit out the food they had just eaten.

Mo Jingcheng didn't want to pay any attention to such a person at all, and stared at him coldly.

The little white face trembled in fright from this look, but when he thought of the silver that others had not handed over to him, he suddenly summoned up some courage, "The meat that your restaurant gives is not fresh! Look, the meat is black!"

As he spoke, he raised his fingers to pick up a corner of the plate, and pushed the meat to Mo Jingcheng.

I saw that half of the meat was fresh, and the other half was covered under. The exposed corner was indeed blackened, and there were bursts of rancid smell.

A young man saw that this person was here to find fault, and responded very bluntly: "What are you farting! The meat we sell is the best meat, and we will never sell rotten meat. If you don't believe me, ask me if you have eaten it." People! You must have brought that meat yourself!"

"That's right! I've eaten it several times, but I've never had a problem with Mofangxuan's meat!"

Before he finished speaking, the diners on the side began to respond, which made the little boy turn pale with fright.

"Then I don't care! The meat in front of me is bad, you have to pay me 100 taels of silver, I just ate a little!"

100 taels? !

Everyone who heard it said that this person is really immoral, not only making troubles, but also talking loudly.But no matter what the truth is, the meat is right there, and no one else can fight it, so we have to wait and see how Mo Jingcheng will solve it.

"100 taels? It's fine." Mo Jingcheng smiled indifferently.

Everyone was surprised, wondering what the shopkeeper of Mofangxuan was thinking.

But soon, Mo Jingcheng stared, "But you have to eat the half bag of rotten meat lying next to your leg."

The sword-like eyes moved to the little boy in an instant.I saw that the latter's face had turned gray-black, and it looked extremely terrifying under a layer of makeup.

"What rotten meat!" With a trembling voice, the little boy kicked the sack by his feet in a guilty conscience.

When he entered Mofangxuan, he realized that there were so many people that it was difficult to start. He was afraid of accidents and wanted to ask for money earlier, so he only poured out half of the package, but unexpectedly such a mistake occurred.

This movement was not small, and it attracted the attention of the boys.Before the little boy could react, the sack was snatched away by everyone.After unwrapping the bundles of ropes above, the stench rushed out immediately, making people retch and retch non-stop.

Covering your nose and looking carefully, there was actually half a pack of carrion in it, which had already turned into a gray-black color that was hard to see directly. Just now, the sack was tightly packed and this person was sitting in a corner, so no one else could smell it.

The diners who were sweating for Mo Jingcheng just now surrounded the little boy who wanted to escape, and tied the rope that tied the sack just now to him tightly, "Okay, you came to intentionally cause trouble !"

The little boy saw that something was wrong, but he gritted his teeth and refused to speak because of the money he hadn't received yet.

Anticipating this situation, Mo Jingcheng walked over slowly, glanced down at the little white face lying on the ground, and picked up a plate containing rotten meat and placed it on his head.

"What are you going to do!" Xiao Bailian's eyes widened and he struggled vigorously, rubbing off a lot of makeup on his face.

Mo Jingcheng was too lazy to deal with him, and the plate he was holding was tilted a little bit, as if the rotten meat inside was about to spill out.

"Who asked you to come."

Seeing that the black rotten flesh was about to fall on his head, the little boy hurriedly yelled and confessed to the mastermind behind the scenes: "I say I say! It's the shopkeeper of Wushizhai who said that if I come to make trouble, he will pay me 200 taels of silver! You Let me go, I dare not!"

Hearing this, the boy gritted his teeth and said, "I know that the shopkeeper of Wushizhai is not a good person! Every day he mixes rotten meat in the dishes for customers, so it's no wonder it doesn't close down! Now we are envious of our restaurant, what is it!"

Wushizhai is also a restaurant in the town, but the shopkeeper's management is poor, he often adds fake ingredients, and even sells rotten meat, which has caused problems for diners several times.But the shopkeeper happened to be a rich owner, so he gave the other party money and it was fine.Now he is envious of Mo Fangxuan's business, and even sent someone to pick the food.

Looking at the little white face covered in dust, Mo Jingcheng slowly squatted down, ignoring the warning from his brain, squinting and smiling, and moved the plate to his mouth little by little.

"Come, taste what it's like to have rotten meat that tastes like you."

The little boy who was almost poisoned to death was tied up and sent to the government, and the Wushizhai was also sealed up, and the carrion that appeared in the Rubik's Cube Pavilion was taken away as physical evidence.

Because of this accident, Mofangxuan closed early, and it was considered a day of rest.

But the boys were very surprised at how Mo Jingcheng recognized the carrion in the sack, obviously they didn't smell it at all.

"It's nothing, it's just that the sack was not tied tightly, and it smelled a bit. Besides, the trick was also stupid. I put the sack of rotten meat by my feet, and that's when I discovered it."

Because it is an intelligent robot, the researcher has developed his senses several times, just to let him successfully let humans avoid disasters in danger, and unexpectedly it will come in handy today.

But Mo Jingcheng is also very puzzled, people in this world are jealous of others, but the tricks they use to harm others are so naive, they all buy helpers with money.

Either eating bad stomach or putting rotten meat in it, Liang Xingsheng used to be, and so is the boy now.The final behind-the-scenes messengers all put themselves in because of the stupidity of these helpers.

Even so, if people don't offend me, I won't offend others. Since it's on his head, those people won't know how to repent if they don't teach them a lesson.That's why Mo Jingcheng stuffed all the meat into the little boy's mouth, letting him taste the evil fruit he planted with his own hands.

The people on the side didn't even dare to stop them, they just stared dumbfounded, until the little white face rolled his eyes and died, and Mo Jingcheng stopped.

Glancing at his blood-stained hands, Mo Jing felt nauseated and went around to the kitchen to wash his hands.

"You are vicious." At some point, Jiang Huaishou stood behind him and said coldly.

There are many punishments in the palace, all of which can beat people to pieces, making people cry and shout out the mistakes they haven't made.But the market is different.

Although people in the market are unpredictable, if there is a dispute, one or two face-to-face scolding is enough, and such a situation rarely occurs.Today was the first time he saw a person who was delirious and incontinent after being poisoned in the market.

It was actually Mo Jingcheng who had a gentle appearance on weekdays.

Mo Jingcheng didn't speak, staring at his hands in the water, he remembered Fang Yun's smile.

"Aren't you afraid that Fang Yun will avoid you in the future after seeing your appearance?"

After pondering for a while, Mo Jingcheng took out his washed hands and wiped them clean.

"Don't worry about it, take care of your prince." After finishing speaking, he left the kitchen without giving anyone a chance to argue.

At night, Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun went back to the house with everyone.

After unloading the tiredness of the day, taking a shower and taking a rest, Mo Jingcheng turned over and hugged her husband, whose back was facing her, buried her face in his neck, and sniffed carefully.

His Rainbow Dash is fragrant and soft.

"Husband."

Fang Yun in his arms called out softly, put his hand on his arm in the dark night, and then slowly slid his callused hand to his palm.

Some rough fingertips gently slid across his palm, and with a hint of fragrance, they slid into his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the fingertips slightly opened and interlocked with his fingers.

Mo Jingcheng was slightly taken aback.

"Husband, Rainbow Dash will not leave you."

In the darkness, a corner of Mo Jingcheng's heart was severely pinched.