After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

After the banquet, Sang Mo got on the Chishui clan's carriage and headed to Changli Mountain together.

She opened the curtain and saw the emperor Chishui Hefeng wearing a long dark gown, with his black hair tied back with a gold hairpin. He had deep eyes and was sitting calmly in the center.

Sang Mo swallowed secretly and wanted to quit.

However, the city lord's wife enthusiastically grabbed her hand and asked her to sit next to her.

The weather was hot, and there was an ice mirror placed in the center of the Chishui family's carriage, which was feeling slightly cold at the moment.

The city lord's wife covered Chishui Hefeng's legs with a blanket, then turned her head and smiled kindly at Sang Mo, "Miss Su, do you feel cold?"

Sang Mo shook his head, "It's hot outside, but the temperature inside Madam's carriage is just right."

The city lord's wife wanted to say something more, but suddenly someone opened the carriage curtain.

Sang Mo turned his head and saw Chi Shuihuang poking his head in from the window. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes were slightly red. The bright red uniform on his body had been taken off and put on a black martial arts training uniform.

"Senior sister, mother..." He said and suddenly lost his voice.

The city lord's wife was the first to speak, "Look at you, you are already married, why are you so rash? With you like this, how can your father and I trust you to hand over the family fortune?"

Chishuihuang lowered his eyebrows somewhat depressedly when he heard this. He remained silent as he stuffed a huge bundle through the window and placed it on the table of the carriage.

Seeing this, the city lord's wife frowned dissatisfied, and her tone suddenly became stern, "I have prepared everything that should be prepared. Neither your brother nor I need this thing."

"You should focus all your attention on taking care of family affairs now. Your brother Zhuyu is in front of you. Don't you have any pressure at all?" The usually amiable wife of the city lord was actually a little harsh when facing her second son.

She looked up and down at Chi Shuihuang with a critical look, and if she wanted to say something else, Sang Mo quickly interrupted, "Madam, don't worry, junior brother, he is both rough and fine, so he can naturally take care of the family's affairs well."

The city owner's wife waved her hand, "Miss Su, you don't have to speak for him. This boy has been spoiled by his grandma since he was a child. Unlike his brother, we never have to worry about him."

The city lord's wife spoke of her eldest son with a look of regret.

Chishuihuang's already low mood faded almost instantly under the criticism from the city lord's wife.

Sang Mo didn't care what the city lord's wife said, he just smiled and opened the baggage that Chi Shuihuang had stuffed in. It was filled with all the special delicacies of Jingyang City.

The wife of the city lord glanced disdainfully, her face almost turned to freezing point, "What are you doing with these? Your brother can't eat lychees, don't you know? And this sugar-oiled glutinous rice harrow, your brother hates sweets..."

She spoke sternly, almost denying the food in the bag one by one.

Chishuihuang, who was originally arrogant, was like a child who had done something wrong, standing silently at the window, only looking up at Sang Mo intentionally or unintentionally.

You must know that he is usually the most unruly and self-reliant, never willing to listen to a scolding. Standing here now, he must have wanted to say a few more words to Sang Mo.

The city lord's wife was still talking non-stop, and every word she said was derogatory to Chishui Huang. Sang Mo felt a little irritated for no reason when he heard this.

She picked up a lychee that Chishui and Feng couldn't eat, smiled and said to Chishuihuang, "I remember I just mentioned it casually, but you actually remembered it."

The city lord’s wife: “…”

Sang Mo peeled the lychee open, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside and took a bite. "It's very sweet. Thank you, junior brother, I like it very much."

Chi Shuihuang finally showed a smile, but his expression was still sad.

"Senior sister, I can't be with you anymore."

Sang Mo smiled and stretched out his hand to pat his shoulder, "What are you talking about? We are from the same sect. If you need anything in the future, just come to me."

As she spoke, she picked up the steaming rake and took a bite, then smiled and said, "I like sweets the most." There was a trace of moisture in Chi Shuihuang's eyes.

Sang Mo patted his arm again and said with a smile, "Okay, don't be downcast. You are the second most powerful disciple in Changli Mountain. Senior sister believes that you can do everything well. You are better than anyone else." "

She said and winked playfully, "Whenever you encounter something you can't handle, I, the most powerful disciple in Changli Mountain, will help you! Don't be afraid."

Only then did Chishuihuang burst into laughter. He turned away and laughed, "Senior sister, you are really..."

Sang Mo also laughed and reached out to hammer his chest, "Okay! Go back, the carriage is leaving."

Chishuihuang obediently took a step back and waved to Sang Mo.

The carriage rumbled along, and Sang Mo waved slightly through the window.

After they were far away, the wife of the city lord on the side cautiously spoke tentatively, "Miss Su and my second son seem to have a very good relationship."

Sang Mo turned around and smiled, "Chi Shui Huang is very good."

The city lord's wife looked expectantly, with a hint of uneasiness, and whispered: "I am also doing it for his own good."

After hearing this, Sang Mo disagreed deeply in her heart, but she just smiled, lowered her head and tied the bundle tightly again.

"I understand." She said perfunctorily.

The carriage passed through layers of clouds and soon arrived at Changli Mountain.

The city lord's wife quickly opened her umbrella after getting off the carriage, and then helped Chishui and Feng get out of the carriage.

Sang Mo placed the two of them in a separate courtyard for entertaining guests.

The city lord's wife spread a cushion on the stone bench in the yard, and settled Chishui and Feng to sit down.

He and a bunch of servants were busy drying herbs and expelling insects.

Sang Mo stood aside, looking at the busy back of the city lord's wife, and whispered to Chishui Hefeng: "You have found a good body."

Chishui Hefeng turned his head and looked at the cicada monkey that kept calling in the grass, and said in a clear voice: "Are you complaining that I took away your junior brother's maternal love?"

Sang Mo smiled and said, "With or without you, my junior brother has no maternal love."

At this moment, the sun was setting, and a fiery red sunset illuminated the entire yard.

When the breeze blows, the leaves on the treetops rustle, and the shadows swing dimly on the faces of Chishui and Feng.

Chishui Hefeng raised his face with half-closed eyes, but his tone did not change, "It's good that you know."

Sang Mo stuck out his tongue secretly, "You have come down personally, have you figured out how to find the evil god?"

The breeze blew up a strand of black hair on his forehead. He opened his eyes and turned to look at Sang Mo, "This should be what you want to think about."

His face was hidden in the fading sunset. Sang Mo couldn't see clearly what was going on on his face, but subconsciously thought he was angry.

"I will look for it carefully."

Chishui and Feng turned their heads again to look at the cicadas that kept shouting in the grass, "Get back."

(End of this chapter)