After marrying wrongly, I became the general's white moonlight

Chapter 190 Young General
Under Murong Qing's sincere gaze, Pei Mo nodded, "Yeah."

After he admitted, Murong Qing observed his expression carefully, and was relieved to see that he really didn't have those complicated expressions.

So Murong Qing asked again, "Why? As far as I know, Princess Qinghe passed away many years ago, and many things cannot be verified."

At this time, Pei Mo shook his head and refused to say any more. He just stroked the top of her furry hair and said, "Don't worry about me, I have my own plans, but I don't know where to start now. It's too late, go to sleep."

"Okay." Murong Qing paused, "If you need anything, you can tell me, in case I can help."

She couldn't find out the specific reason, and she didn't intend to get to the bottom of it. She clearly knew that Pei Mo didn't want to involve herself too deeply. If the truth surfaced one day, it would not only affect a single star, but the whole capital would change.

But even so, she and Pei Mo have to find out, whether there are bones under the mist or the past, they want to be people who face reality directly, not ants living in the haze, and want to see the clearest The sun, not the veiled moon, wants to know the intensity of the storm, not the brief rainbow that follows it.

Murong Qing fell into a deep sleep under Pei Mo's gentle coaxing, and the latter left a warm kiss on her forehead, no matter what kind of intrigues were going on outside, this place would always be his peace of mind.

However, Murong Qing had prepared both ways in the morning. Before asking Pei Mo, she sent a message to Ru Yan and Yan Ru, telling them to always pay attention to any news about Princess Qinghe on the road, and to pay more attention to Pei Mo's movements. If there is any relevant news Show up and report to her as soon as possible.

It's not that she doesn't trust Pei Mo, but that she is too worried. After opening her heart, she no longer dares to face the hopeless and helpless situation in her previous life, so any signs of endangering her and Pei Mo will be killed by her in the cradle immediately. inside.

In the early morning of the next day, Murong Qing opened his eyes in a daze, and groped with his hands under the warm quilt. After groping for a long time, he failed to find Pei Mo. Her drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, and she was still a little panicked.

Fang Anren rejected a lady's kindness.

After a while, she came out again, and said with an excited smile on her face, "Ma'am, it turns out that the young general Fang Anren who has been fighting outside has returned! The servant took a look from a distance, and the young man is very handsome. "

Murong Qing pulled Ping'er and squeezed into the crowd, Ping'er followed her into the crowd without even a chance to persuade her.

"It's okay, isn't there still you?"

Ping'er frowned and said, "Madam, forget it, there are too many people, what if we bump into them."

The young general's skin tends to be bronze, but there are no fair-faced young men who are fighting outside, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, piercing eyes, a straight nose bridge, and smooth facial lines.

Now Murong Qing got excited, and suddenly wanted to see what this young general looked like, but no matter how handsome he was, he couldn't be more handsome than Pei Mo!
"Come on, let's take a look."

It doesn't matter if she wakes up, Murong Qing summons Ping'er to wash her up.

Too bad, she forgot Ping'er when she squeezed in just now!

With his slender figure, Murong Qing dexterously plunged into the second circle of the crowd, and he could clearly see what the young general Fang Anren looked like.

The phrase "a man depends on his clothes" is probably used in reverse in Fang Anren's body.

The night was long and silent.

She was a little curious, thinking that she hadn't heard of any lively events recently, and it wasn't a festival, so why was it so noisy in broad daylight, so she asked Ping'er, "Where is the place outside, why is it so lively?"

Fang Anren?Such a familiar name, Murong Qing thought about it, and asked again, "How handsome can it be? It makes you happy."

Ping'er said, "Ma'am, don't be in a hurry, or I'll go and find out, and you just wait here for your servant."

Only after seeing this Murong Qing did he realize that these little girls are all admirers of the young general, but also, this young general is not bad looking, treats people friendly, and is also polite when rejecting others. Ladies' favorite husband-in-law?

"Ping'er, where are you?" Murong Qing shouted.

But there were chattering around, no one heard her cry at all, Murong Qing panicked and wanted to leave against the flow of people.

Ping'er said, "Beside the east wall is Donghua Street, which is the second closest street to the city gate. It must be that some foreign vendors brought some new gadgets. The girls in the capital have never seen it before, so it is very lively. Bar."

After watching it for a while, Murong Qing felt bored and turned around to leave, only then did he realize that Ping'er was not by his side!

"Really? How about we go out and have a look." Murong Qing suggested.

It is rare for a foreign trader to pass by the capital, and if he misses the next time, he may not be able to meet him, so Ping'er and Murong Qing went out from the east gate of the General's Mansion and came to Donghua Street to join in the fun.

If it was white, it might look better, but it is far inferior to Pei Mo, this is Murong Qing's first impression of the young general.

"Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me."

When she sat up, she realized that she was the only one left in the room, and there was no shadow of Pei Mo. When she touched the quilt again, it was already cold beside her. It seemed that he had left a long time ago.

As she spoke, she slipped through the crowd like a fish.

From a distance, I saw a group of women chattering in a circle, the crowd was tight, and I couldn't see what they were doing even if I stood on tiptoe.

After breakfast, Murong Qing took a walk around the General's Mansion to eat and drink as usual. When walking along the east wall, he could hear the commotion outside the wall from a distance, and the laughter of young girls could be heard from time to time.

"Thank you, miss. I don't need a sachet. I don't usually carry a sachet."

When he came to the street, he didn't see any vendors, Murong Qing was extremely disappointed, "There are no foreign merchants, so why are these people so busy?"

He is about six feet tall, wearing a blue round-neck gown with Ruyi dark patterns, a suet jade ring around his waist, and black soap boots under his feet. The clothes look so simple, but when worn on him, they are It seems to be the same as nature itself.

At this moment, Fang Anren, the young general in the center of the crowd, said, "Ladies, don't gather around here anymore. I have something to do and I should go. Ladies, let's go."

"It's too far away, and the slaves can't see clearly, but I think it's handsome." Ping'er explained with a shy face.

It was hard for those ladies to see him once, and they were reluctant to leave. They all wanted to squeeze forward and hand the sachet and handkerchief into his hands.

This squeeze was terrible, Murong Qing only felt that her feet were off the ground for a moment.

"Don't squeeze, don't..."

When she stood still, she actually stood in front of the crowd, facing Fang Anren.

(End of this chapter)