Princess of Nongmen

Chapter 2853 I'm Sorry

Zhiyue fiddled with the secret ball for a while, but felt that it was meaningless again.She is not a person who is good at using her brain, and it is also difficult to study the heavenly scriptures on it.

Qing Mo came back almost half an hour after leaving, and saw Zhiyue bouncing the Tianji ball on the bed like a marble with her crooked body, and asked with a smile: "How about I find another marble and play with you?" play together?"

"No, it's not as fun as real marbles." After Zhiyue finished speaking, she casually threw the secret ball to Qing Mo.

Qing Mo caught it all at once, took it over and put it in Zhiyue's hand, and said, "This is yours now. You are the real heir."

"But I don't quite understand it." Zhiyue was a little disappointed, and then said: "But it's fine if you understand it, can you explain it to me?"

"There's nothing to explain. I've seen almost everything I need to read, and there are still some things I don't understand." Qing Mo said casually.

Zhiyue curled her lips, quickly grabbed the secret ball back, and put it beside the pillow.After thinking about it, he pushed it under the pillow again, thinking: How much blood does it take.

Qing Mo needs to use his own blood to drive the secret ball, unlike Zhiyue, it will be effective if held in his hand.That is to say, Qing Mo didn't know how much blood was spilled on this secret ball, of course Zhiyue couldn't let him touch it again.

Qing Mo laughed, and said, "Here's it for you, you can play with it however you want. I won't touch it again."

Zhiyue nodded her head to feel relieved.It's just that they didn't talk about the secret ball, and there was no topic for a while.

Qing Mo just sat down on the edge of the bed, next to the pillow Zhiyue leaned on, and sat side by side with her, without saying a word.

The room was quiet for a while, but it wasn't awkward at all.Both of them seem to be very suitable for such a silent way of getting along, and they even have a little joy in their hearts.

Zhiyue has never been a person who can stand her temper, and she herself wondered why she could not talk for a long time without feeling bored?
Quietly turning her head to look at Qing Mo, Qing Mo raised her head halfway, with one leg bent, and one hand on her knee, looking casual and comfortable.

Just stay like this, it's good, even if it's for a lifetime.Thinking of this, Zhiyue felt her whole heart settle down.

When Qing Mo came back to his senses, Zhiyue's head was tilted on his shoulder, and she fell asleep again.

Qing Mo looked at Zhiyue beside him, then at the hut, and let out a long breath of relief.

The protection and exhaustion of the day have gradually dissipated.Qing Mo even slowed down his breathing, as if this would preserve this peaceful time.

The sun on the window paper slanted, and the light and shadow slowly moved back, and finally there was only a piece of gray on the window paper, and it was already sunset.

"Zhiyue, I'm going to see the fish soup." Qing Mo gently wrapped her arms around Zhiyue's shoulders, straightened her body, and let her lean back on the pillow.

Zhiyue opened her eyes in a daze, and found that the surrounding light had dimmed, so she asked, "What time is it?"

"You've been asleep for almost two hours. The fish soup is still on the stove, and if you don't look at it, it will be boiled dry." Qing Mo let out a chuckle and said, "I almost forgot too. Fortunately, I used it before. slow fire.

"Well, I just happened to be hungry again." Zhiyue propped herself up, stretched her arms and waist and stretched her waist. Although she slept sitting up, the sore feeling all over her body before had disappeared, and she was in good spirits.

"I want to get up and move around." After Zhiyue finished speaking, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she said in a low voice, "Chu Gong."

"Well, put on your clothes. It's in the backyard." After Qing Mo finished speaking, he got up, took a thick cotton cloak and put it beside the bed, and then went out.

Zhiyue jumped out of bed and put on her boots, then put on her cloak.But after wrapping the cloak, she realized that she was uncomfortable. The cloak was too long, and her figure was about to drag the floor.

It is estimated that this is a cotton cloak that Qing Mo bought temporarily. It is only for adults, and it is not suitable for her to wear.

Wearing such a long cloak to go to the toilet, she would have to sweep the latrine if she didn't fall off the cloak.

"Forget it, clothes are fine." Zhiyue threw away the cloak and wrapped another piece of clothes, opened the door and ran to the backyard.

The small latrine in the backyard is very clean, there is no unpleasant smell at all, and even the stone strips under the feet are very clean.

Then think about the latrine next to the melon field shack with only two broken mats hanging. This is simply the difference between a small courtyard of a poor family and a garden of a rich family.

Zhiyue sighed with "tsk tsk" and "squeaked" for a while, then she took a deep breath and stood up, straightened her clothes and came out.

But as soon as she went out, she blushed immediately.I saw Qing Mo standing a few steps away, holding the cloak in his hand, and it looked like he was waiting for him.

No matter how careless Zhiyue was, she didn't tell the boy she liked to wait outside for the toilet without blushing or heart beating.

"What, what is this for? I'll be right back." Zhiyue shrank her shoulders, and almost went back into the toilet again in embarrassment.

Qing Mo pursed his lips and smiled, "I'm afraid you'll be cold, it's windy here."

After finishing speaking, he came over naturally and put the cotton cloak on Zhiyue's shoulders.Withdrawing his arms again, he wrapped Zhiyue up.

"Huh? It's not long anymore?" Zhiyue felt a lot lighter after putting on the cloak, and looked down to see that the cloak that could mop the floor was a bit shorter.Just now it reached the ankle, but now it only reaches the calf, the length is just right.

"Stupid, just cut it off." Qing Mo knelt down and pinched the bottom edge of the cloak for Zhiyue to see.

Zhiyue saw that a piece of cotton was exposed on the bottom layer, but because it was cut neatly, it didn't affect the appearance too much.

"But it doesn't look good just being exposed like this." Zhiyue frowned, mainly because she was afraid that the cotton would fall from underneath as she walked.

"Today, let's make do with it, and tomorrow I'll find an aunt who is good at sewing and sew it up." After Qing Mo finished speaking, she hugged Zhiyue and walked back.

While walking, she conveniently put the hood behind the cloak on Zhiyue's head.

Zhiyue twisted her head and said, "It's not winter yet, so you don't need to cover it so tightly."

"It's just right for a fever, so just wear it. It'll be here soon." Qing Mo pressed his big hand on the hood, and clasped the hood tightly, no matter how much Zhiyue turned her head, she couldn't shake it off.

Zhiyue could feel the warmth of Qingmo's palm seeping through the hat and sticking to her head, it was really comfortable.

This small farmhouse has three rooms, two wing rooms on the left and right, and a small hall in the middle.

At this time, there was a burst of food aroma in the hall, as well as the unique fragrance of fish soup.

Zhiyue was already hungry, so when she smelled the aroma, she rushed to the side of the table, and saw a large white porcelain bowl in the center of the table, which contained boiled whitish fish soup, with green chives floating on the soup surface.

"Have a bowl." Zhiyue filled the soup with her hands, held the bowl to her mouth and took a breath first.

Qing Mo stood behind her with a smile, reached out to untie the strap of her cloak, and took the cloak away.

(End of this chapter)