Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1773 Leave
The people outside the house were dressed in red like fire, and Mrs. Ye was in a daze, as if she had returned to the day when she got married.

The man in the bright red wedding dress didn't have a smiling face all the way, which made the elder brother who sent off his relatives very dissatisfied.

She heard the complaints from her natal family under the hijab, and recalled the fact that this man had two illegitimate children before she got married. She, who was covered with a hijab, felt sad and almost wanted to run away.

But the bride who sent her off tightly held her hand, and repeatedly told her that this was a good marriage. She remembered her mother's advice before she got married, and resisted it.

After all, from now on, she will be the official wife of Nanchu Guoshi and the mistress of the Guoshi Mansion.

No matter how many illegitimate children there are in the mansion, they can't surpass her children. As long as she has a son by her side, she can live a peaceful life in this life, and she doesn't need to care about where her husband's heart is.

That's right, before getting married, Mrs. Ye had made up her mind that as long as she had the status of Mrs. Guoshi, it would be fine to complete the tasks entrusted to her by the family.

She is the noble daughter of the Ye family, so she wouldn't care about a man who liked other women, not to mention that he came from a family with such a weak foundation, so she didn't like it at first, okay?
But her thought suddenly vanished the moment the hijab was picked up.

The tall and tall man stood in front of her, and there was no smile on his face, he didn't look like a bridegroom at all.

However, with just a change of wedding clothes, he looked completely different from when she met before the marriage.

When she learned that her father wanted her to marry the Ji family, Ye Shi once begged her elder brother to take her to the street to take a sneak peek at Nan Chu Guoshi's appearance.

The people of Chu still favor red, and the sacrificial attire of the national teacher is also red.I heard that Ji Mo also liked to wear red clothes when he was young, but for some reason he didn't want to wear red anymore after he became a national teacher, so the Royal Prayer Department had to make him an all-black sacrificial dress, with only a layer of The red border is distinguished from the sacrificial clothing of the former Qin Dynasty.

When she met him on the street, Ji Mo was wearing that black sacrificial attire. At that time, he gave her the impression that although he was good-looking, he was as cold as a piece of ice.

After all, this person still has a good skin, she nodded to her father when she returned, and agreed to the marriage.

However, there is still some reluctance in my heart.

However, at this moment, Ji Mo, who was dressed in happy clothes, was quite different from him when they first met.

Under the flames of dragon and phoenix wedding candles, a man in a bright red dress with sword eyebrows and phoenix eyes, with a straight nose and thin lips lined with bright red, has a faint luster flowing on his skin, and his face is like jade, just like a god descending into the world.

This figure was deeply imprinted in her eyes.

Since then, it will never be forgotten.

……

……

"what happened to you?"

Ji Mo's indifferent voice interrupted Ye Shi's thoughts, she stood up flusteredly leaning on the table, "It's nothing, but why are you here, master?"

Looking at the man in the courtyard who had put on a bright red sacrificial attire for the first time, Ye's eyes widened slightly.

What she liked was Ji Mo's appearance in red, but since the day they got married, Ji Mo had never worn a red dress again.

Even on the important day when the King of Southern Chu went to Zihua Mountain to offer sacrifices to heaven and asked all the ministers to wear red, Ji Mo still just put on the sacrificial clothes with red borders and perfunctory.

"you……"

Looking at her husband standing in the yard, Mrs. Ye suddenly stammered, "Do you have Zhenghong sacrificial clothes?"

"By the way, I made one for Jiashu," Ji Mo said lightly, "It's just that I was too lazy to wear it before."

Jiashu?

The son's name brought back Ye's reason.

Although she was pleasantly surprised, she somewhat understood that it was impossible for Ji Mo to put on such a formal sacrificial attire for her to see.

Looking at the man standing in the yard with his hands behind his back, Ship bit his lips, "Master, are you going out?"

Ji Mo nodded, "Let me talk to you."

It turned out to be leaving again.

Ye's heart was desolate. Since she got married, the days that Ji Mo stayed in the mansion were numbered, and she was used to it.

But this was the first time that Ji Mo came to tell her specifically before leaving.

For some reason, Mrs. Ye became flustered, "Are you leaving now? Then..."

She looked at the cold delicacies on the table in front of her, and looked up at Jimo expectantly, "Aren't you going to eat something before you leave? This concubine will be warmed up, and it will be ready soon!"

"No," Ji Mo refused without thinking, "I'm leaving now, you can eat by yourself."

Ye's head was splashed with cold water, her heart felt like a needle, she forced herself to show a dignified smile, "The concubine is a gift to the master."

Ji Mo decided to take a look at her, and suddenly said, "Forget it, take a food box and put some in it for me."

Ye raised her head in surprise, "Okay, this concubine is called..."

"It's so late, there's no need to call for someone." Ji Mo glanced at the food delivery box on the table, raised his chin, "You can use that to pack anything for me."

"Good, good."

In a hurry, Mrs. Ye opened the food box by the table and hesitated after looking at several dishes.

She didn't eat with Ji Mo often, and she didn't know Jim Mo's taste, but she didn't dare to ask him, for fear of annoying him.

Ji Mo watched from the side, and asked abruptly, "What does Jia Shu like to eat?"

"Jia Shu?"

Ye Shi was stunned.

"Choose a few dishes that Jia Shu likes to eat," Ji Mo said lightly.

Ye's heart skipped a beat. Ji Mo's abnormal behavior tonight made her wonder if her husband had been dropped.

Seeing her delay in making a move, Ji Mo frowned.

"What's the matter? Isn't there anything in it?"

"Yes, yes," Yeh came back to her senses, and hurriedly started. Of course, she was very clear about her son's taste, and quickly picked out a few dishes and snacks that Ji Jiashu liked and put them into the food box.

Ye Shi was still dizzy when he handed over the food box to Ji Mo, wondering if he was dreaming tonight.

"It's getting cold," Ji Mo took the food box in her hand, "Go back."

Ye Shi raised his head in a daze.

In her memory, Ji Mo had never spoken to her so gently.

After finishing speaking, Ji Mo turned around and was about to leave, Ye Shi couldn't help but took a step forward and shouted, "Master!"

"Ok?"

Jimo stopped in his tracks.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually stopped, and Ye Shi was bewildered. She twisted her hands into a ball and muttered, "Jia Shu, should he come back?"

She has been counting the days, and it is time for Hou Liao's high-level ceremony to end, and her son should come back.

"Jia Shu..."

Ji Mo looked at the bright moon in the sky, and suddenly fell silent.

If he didn't intervene, it would be difficult for Ji Jiashu to return to Nanchu.

Even if he came back, I'm afraid he would no longer be the son Ye knew.

Ji Mo's silence terrified Ye, "Could it be that Jiashu..."

She was terrified all of a sudden, did something happen to Jiashu?
"You don't have to worry," Ji Mo suddenly said, "I will bring my son back."

Ye Shi stared blankly at Ji Mo's back.

This was the first time Ji Mo called Ji Jiashu his son in front of her.

What happened to him today?
"Is there nothing to ask?"

Ji Mo looked back at her, "Don't work too hard at home, if you feel bored, you can call Jing Shu to talk to you."

"Okay, okay." It was the first time she was cared by her husband, but Ye did not know how to respond, and her heart was filled with joy.

She knelt down and saluted Ji Mo, and said happily, "I know."

Ji Mo took one last look at his wife's figure, and a complex look flashed across his eyes.

"I am leaving."

He turned around and left with a full food box, his figure disappeared into the vast night.

　It made me so sad to write.Regardless of pros and villains, each character is a living person and has his own life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)