Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 555 The Emperor’s Uncle Is Romantic (3)
"One year, at most one and a half years, this king will definitely take you back to Beijing."

Wan Cheng Yuling hugged Mo Yan, and gently stroked her side face with her chin, "Do you believe it?"

"My princess naturally believes in you."

Mo Yan blinked playfully, she couldn't be sad every time she parted, the parting was for the next long reunion.

One year is just a snap of the fingers, she will take good care of the two little buns and will not become his burden.

"One year."

Mo Yan repeated it lightly, and then she passed Wanqi Yuling's cheek with her hand, with a smile in her eyes, she teased, "Can you hold it?"

"What do you say?"

Wan Teng Yuling was aroused with desire, so she didn't answer the question.

"Cough cough."

Mo Yan coughed twice in embarrassment, but she didn't know how to answer. She thought of the usual tricks used by the emperor, raised her head, and put her arms around his neck.

With lips touching, Wanqi Yuling closed her eyes.

Her lips were soft, with the fragrance of nectar, and the two kissed delicately, as if to make up for the lack of seeing each other this year.

"The last bet, there are four left, so it's better to make it up in one go."

After Wan Yuyuling finished speaking, she took off her outer robe, put it under Mo Yan's body, propped her hands on the ground, and quickly pressed her body up.

"Don't...don't be here."

Mo Yanjiao gasped again and again, her chest felt cold, and her bellyband had been taken away by Wan Qi Yuling.

Not in the yard this time, but purely in the wild.

Mo Yan shyly wanted to cover her face with her hands, but was taken away domineeringly by Wan Qi Yuling, and kissed deeply again, her hands twirling non-stop.

At night, in the silent mountain forest, the sound of rustling leaves is mixed with the emotional cries of men and women.

No sleep for one night.

Mo Yan moved his stiff body when the east side was pale.

Toss all night, without intermission, no more, no less, a total of seven times.

The emperor's uncle is the standard seven times one night man.

The two little ones, Baobao and Baobao, wanted to breastfeed. Mo Yan hurriedly stood up, and finally put on his clothes tremblingly.

Last night, the two of them were tossing around. Does she still have milk?

Mo Yan was not sure, her legs were trembling when she walked.

Wan Teng Yuling felt refreshed, hugged her horizontally in her arms, and went down the mountain with lightness kung fu.

It was still early, and no one in the village had gone out.

Back to the yard prepared by the family for Mo Yan, the two little ones are waiting to drink milk.

"Just woke up, don't cry or make trouble, just wait for the princess."

Baobao and Baobao ignored Mo Yan, and made a hug gesture to Wanqi Yuling.

Wan Teng Yuling's heart softened immediately.

After a year of this trip, when he saw the twins again, they should remember things and be able to call someone.

Perhaps the two younger ones had a premonition, and they spent most of the morning pestering Wanqi Yuling, and after eating and drinking enough and playing for a long time, they closed their eyes tiredly.

Wan Cheng Yuling took out a pair of dragon-shaped jade pendants from her bosom, and put them in their swaddling clothes respectively.

When he left, he didn't say anything, Mo Yan watched him ride the horse, his straight back gradually disappeared on the dirt road in the countryside...

Back in the small courtyard, grandma was sitting in the hall, holding Mo Yan's hand, asking about the situation in Kyoto.

"Both parents are fine, the eldest brother and the second brother are in the Northland."

Mo Yan told the truth, the second elder brother Mo Qingyu is also a general now, he is brave and resourceful, he is very valuable.

"Your elder brother is a scholar, why did he run away?"

Grandpa and grandma were worried, the war in the north was raging, Mo Qingfeng knew what to say, what if he was bumped into?
Mo Qingfeng, who was worried by everyone, is not living a happy life at the moment.

In the fourth month of the lunar calendar, spring has just entered the Northland.

After several days of rainy days, the changed clothes were hung in the house, damp to the touch, not yet dry.

Although his father, Mo Zhongchen, is stingy, the family is not without money. He has been taken care of since he was born, so he has never done hard work.

"What should I do, I will wear it tomorrow!"

Mo Qingfeng sighed, staring at the hanging clothes in a daze.

The cramped small courtyard has only two main rooms, and a temporary stove is built with thatch and wooden boards on the side. This year's Spring Festival, Mo Qingfeng and Chen Ying cooked here.

He was able to come, which was unexpected to Chen Ying, and the surprise of finding it again made her cry bitterly while hugging Mo Qingfeng.

The war in the Northland was tense, Chen Ying was a woman, and it was not convenient for her to live in the barracks, so she had to rent a small courtyard alone.

After leaving the battlefield, I came back to change and wash.

The small courtyard is dark, and the large tile-roofed houses in front block the light. In the sunny afternoon, the inner room is also dark.

After Mo Qingfeng arrived, he hurriedly opened the windows for ventilation, cleaned, put a charcoal basin in the inner room, and smoked the quilt.

When Chen Ying returned after the war, there was hot water, someone did laundry, someone cooked, and someone helped with massage.

Although Mo Qingfeng is not considered a gentleman and often eats some tofu, the two of them haven't reached the final step yet.

Being able to make such a choice, Chen Ying didn't intend to remarry in this life, she was afraid of delaying Mo Qingfeng.

The sun is westward, it seems that Chen Ying will be back soon.

The ground in the courtyard was potholed, and he stepped on it with a foot of water. He used copper plates and asked two strong women to help fill it up.

The reason why he didn't find a man was that Mo Qingfeng had selfish motives. What if he was not around one day and the men found out that Chen Ying lived alone and became malicious?
No matter how skilled Chen Ying is, she is still a little girl, and she suffers from many things.

The dishes for dinner were arranged neatly, but the taste of his cooking was not very good, either less oil or more salt.

Mo Qingfeng was self-aware, so he went to a small restaurant and bought a few stir-fried vegetables, a roast chicken, and put them in a pot to warm them up.

"Boss Mo, is there anything you can do to help?"

The aunt from the next door yelled in the yard that she was very sorry to have received a few pieces of braised pork from her neighbor today.

"No, no, Auntie, you are busy!"

Mo Qingfeng waved his hands repeatedly. In order to show his strength, he went out to bask in the sun for an hour every day. He wanted to darken his skin and add dignity to himself. He lied to his neighbors and said that he was the head of a certain escort agency.

Later, the neighbor, driven by curiosity, inquired about it, and learned that the so-called bodyguard agency was empty, with only two people.

Chen Ying was dressed as a man, and when she came back, Mo Qingfeng immediately closed the courtyard door tightly to prevent anyone from entering.

When the neighbors saw the two big men kissing me, they felt their hairs stand on end, and they talked about it behind their backs, but they never raised it to the public.

Once the Northland enters the rainy season, it will be endless.

In the small corner closest to the military camp, there is only this house for rent. Whenever it rains, the roof leaks. A few days ago, he used money to find someone to renovate and replace all the tiles with new ones.

The Goryeo paper on the window was soaked by the rain, and there were cracks. It was Mo Qingfeng who went to the grocery store to buy back the missing things in the house.

In the small courtyard, it can be regarded as a bit of a home.

There is a half-acre small garden behind the house, and the neighbor's aunt helped plant seedlings, which will be ready to eat in a month.

Chen Ying usually has to train in the big camp, and basically has no time to breathe.

Everything in the house is taken care of by Mo Qingfeng.

"Yingying is coming back, the firewood is not ignited, what should I do?"

Mo Qingfeng was walking around in a hurry with his hands behind his back in the small courtyard.

Half of the private money he brought with him bought food and grass, and he didn't have much money on hand. During the day, he had to go to the bookstore to help people copy books, and occasionally did the work of making fakes.

Mo Qingfeng's handwriting is good, and imitating the former national players is enough to confuse the real ones. It was also by chance that he found a den of counterfeiting.

Seeing that he had this talent, the other party begged his grandpa to tell his grandma, and the price was very high.

Usually this kind of calligraphy and painting is sold to the home of a local rich man who has only money. The other party is willing to spend money, but he doesn't know how to appreciate it.

The first time a counterfeit was made, the other party paid Mo Qingfeng 100 taels of silver, and he bought a jade hairpin for Chen Ying.

Since then, it has been out of control.

A penny beats a hero, and Mo Qingfeng is deeply aware of this truth.

Most of the silver taels obtained from the counterfeiting will be donated to the soldiers in the Northland for food and military supplies.

The sun was setting, and it was the evening of the day again.

Mo Qingfeng not only needed hot dishes, but also boiled hot water. When Chen Ying came back, she had to wash before eating.

After the rain, the firewood became damp and could not be ignited with a fire bag.

Mo Qingfeng thought of a trick and ran into the inner room to find the paper.

Some crude fakes had already been burned in order not to leave any evidence, and the toilet paper didn't work, so he thought about books.

He only has spring pictures, and these are treasures in his collection.

Mo Qingfeng picks and chooses, he can't make up his mind, each book is so vivid.

When it is difficult to choose, just choose the cheapest price!

Making up his mind, Mo Qingfeng carefully tore off the blue book cover without any pattern, and ignited the firewood.

If he had known earlier that one card would solve the problem, he wouldn't have to worry about it for so long!
During the time since I came out, I haven't received a single letter from my parents. Isn't the second elder very disappointed?
Mo Qingfeng made up his mind, sir, cook the rice and let his parents have no objection.

Only in this way can Chen Ying and Chen Ying be recognized. It seems that just being an honest gentleman is not enough. Chuntu has seen so much, it is time to start taking action!
(End of this chapter)