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

Chapter 365 The Second Prince Visits
"Ask Yan Ru?" Murong Qing said, "Could it be Yan Ru who first mentioned the postponement of the marriage?"

Pei Mo shook his head, and asked again, "Madam, do you feel you owe Yan Ru?"

He knew that Murong Qing treated Yan Ru as a sister, and now that Yan Ru had a child, she even gave Yan Ru all the good things in the general's mansion, and she was so kind to Yan Ru that he was envious.

Murong Qing didn't hesitate, "There are some."

There is a debt, but Murong Qing will make up for Yan Ru in a double way. In this new life, she knows what she wants, so she can distinguish between gratitude and resentment.

For those who are kind to her, she will work hard to repay them, and for those who have enmity with her, she must find justice for herself.

Hearing this, Pei Mo paused, he glanced at Murong Qing in surprise, but the next second he was full of boudoir resentment like a woman trapped in a square wall.

"Madam only feels that she owes Yanru, but doesn't she feel that she owes her husband?"

He complained in his mouth, but he was relieved in his heart. It's just that there is something owed, so that she won't feel so guilty and blame herself. Sometimes, he wishes his wife could be a selfish person.

People with too much sense of morality find it difficult to live their lives well, and so do people with high moral character. People in this world are bad, so it is very difficult to keep a piece of pure white in the filth.

Murong Qing was a little stunned when he heard his words. Why did she feel for a moment that she was raising a girl outside behind her husband's back? She quickly stopped her shameless thoughts and pursed her lips.

She grabbed Pei Mo's arm and said, "How can I owe the general anything?"

In addition to concealing the fact that she regarded Wude as a boy in the past, she also said that she would not marry if it was her fault.

"Isn't there?" Pei Mo asked back, brushing away her hand that was climbing up, "Who was it that gave me the cold face last night when my husband said they postponed the marriage?"

Only then did Murong Qing remember, and he couldn't laugh or cry, "Why is the general so stingy, isn't that why I was talking too fast, general, please don't get angry with me."

Recalling last night, my tone seemed to be a bit serious, but when I thought about accusing the general at that time, complaining that he didn't understand Yan Ru's suffering, and preconceived that the general wanted to send a letter overnight to ask Yi Wang to postpone the marriage, the more Murong Qing thought about it, the more he thought about it. I feel ashamed of the general.

The woman's voice was soft and soft, as if Wu Nong was singing softly. In fact, when she said these words, Pei Mo's heart softened into a puddle of water.

Pei Mo restrained the corners of his lips that wanted to rise, turned his head sideways, his long and narrow eyes were full of cunning, and the clear eyes clearly reflected the person in front of him, and the person in front of him was the person in his heart.

"So madam shouldn't make up for my husband, Yanru has a lot of gifts, doesn't madam prepare one for my husband too?"

As he spoke, his voice was like flowing water flowing through his heart, and Murong Qing's ears could not help but feel scorching heat.

"Then..." She couldn't help stammering a little, she turned her gaze away and dared not look at this handsome face again, "What does the general want?"

Pei Mo's low-pitched smile came from next to his ear, and before Murong Qing could react, he felt the world spinning in front of him, and before the exclamation in his throat came out, his eyes met Pei Mo's fiery gaze.

The big palm around the waist became tighter and tighter, and a fine blush gradually spread over Murong Qing's face.

The two of them stared at each other, their eyes were full of each other at this time, their breaths intertwined, their heartbeats resonated.

Just when Pei Mo's lips were about to touch Murong Qing's warm lips, someone knocked on the door of the wing room.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

"General, ma'am, the second prince is here again!" Wu Yi said angrily, "I can't send you away, general, what are we going to do."

Wu Yi stood outside the door with his hips akimbo, his teeth gritted, wishing he could tear the second prince alive.

But he didn't know that the person Pei Mo wanted to tear up most at this moment was him.

The dense atmosphere in the room was suddenly punctured, Murong Qing's eyes flashed shyly, and after waking up, he got out of Pei Mo's embrace in the next second.

Pei Mo's breath was hot, and he saw Murong Qing standing aside, tidying up his appearance in a panic, the temperature in his arms dissipated in an instant, and he suddenly felt lost.

Immediately, his gaze was icy with the figures outside the door, and he clicked his tongue in a low voice, his fists stiffened a little.

But before Pei Mo could speak, Murong Qing, who straightened his clothes, pushed open the door vigorously, "The second prince is here? Where is he? Let me meet him."

Why is there a second prince everywhere!

Murong Qing was grinding her back molars, and dared to interrupt her time with Pei Mo!
When Wu Yi saw Murong Qing, he seemed to see the backbone, "It's in the hall, originally the subordinate didn't want to let the Second Prince in, but who would have thought that he was so rude, and entered our General's Mansion by relying on the number of people!"

Wu Yi kept talking, his tone full of impatience towards the second prince.

"Okay, it's uninvited!"

As Murong Qing said, he headed towards the hall angrily, completely ignoring Pei Mo who was exuding dissatisfaction behind him.

Pei Mo closed his eyes helplessly, and followed Murong Qing.

Wuyi nodded slightly, "General."

Pei Mo glanced at him, and left with resentment all over his body. He couldn't remember why he raised Wuyi by his side in the first place. Was he blind?
Wu Yi trembled, muttering in his heart, why did he feel that the general looked at him with murderous look?
Unable to figure it out, Wu Yi shook his head and followed.

In the hall, the second prince stood in front of the carved tea table with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the calligraphy hanging on the wall. This is a famous calligrapher from the former dynasty.

The inscription is stamped with the private seal of a famous artist. If this calligraphy is sold on the market, it must not attract literati to compete for bids.

The second prince smiled coldly, he really didn't expect that there is such a precious thing in Pei Mo's house, why didn't he notice it before?
The second prince, who had just lost sixty hidden guards, was bleeding. He didn't know how much silver taels were left in the treasury of the mansion.

It's not all because of that bastard Pei Mo that he's living in such a difficult situation now!
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the second emperor clenched his teeth, wishing to eat his flesh and blood.

Footsteps came from behind, the second prince turned around, but the person he didn't want to see was Murong Qing.

Murong Qing's complexion was not much better either, her little face was tense, it looked like the rain was about to come, which inexplicably made people worry.

If it was normal, the second prince would definitely look at Murong Qing carefully, but now he doesn't have the heart to appreciate the beauty, he just wants to ask this bitch Pei Mo.

Where did his hidden guards go? The second prince felt palpitated. What he was afraid of was that Pei Mo would leave a few hidden guards behind for interrogation. He had arranged for these hidden guards to do something a while ago. What would happen if Pei Mo found out!

"Where's Pei Mo? The prince wants to see Pei Mo."

(End of this chapter)