A good wife and a good mother

Chapter 332 Handing in Food (2)
Qiongqing was sitting on the bench in the gazebo, holding a strange golden thing in his hand, which seemed to be food, and one end was dipped in black sauce.

His fingers are long and slender, with beautiful knuckles, and the color is almost transparent. Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, it is lightly coated with a layer of golden light. Whether it is the food or the fingers, it makes people want to swallow it in one bite.

Wan Yan subconsciously swallowed and spit, and for a moment she felt so wretched, this is a heavenly prince, how could she have such dirty thoughts, she really deserves to die!Wan Yan wiped the guilty cold sweat on her forehead with her fisted arms.

Zhao Yingzi was sitting on a bench in the corridor not far behind her, leaning against a pillar with her arms folded behind her head, she almost couldn't hold back her laughter until she cramped.

Ciena felt a little sympathetic to Wan Yan, his young master had been holding on to the potato fries for a long time, and Wan Yan also maintained that bending posture for a long time.

"My lord, Lord Wan is still waiting outside the gazebo!" Ciena whispered into Qiongqing's ear.

Only then did Qiongqing come back to his senses, and then said something that broke Wan Yan's heart instantly: "Who is Lord Wan?"

Ciena was startled, and immediately felt more sympathy for Wan Yan: "Master Wan is... uh, who is Master Wan?" Explain to Qiongqing.

Wan Yan has already suffered the most complete blow since she was born. Her self-esteem and self-confidence, her full of talent and great ambitions have all been frozen by the words of that noble man, and the accompanying servant, Cigla, has been completely frozen. Put a layer of frost on top of that freeze.

"Pfft ha ha ha..." Zhao Yingzi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and laughed out loud.

Wan Yan's body trembled like a sieve, and she blamed Zhao Yingzi for all the resentment she received from Qiongqing's neglect, "Damn woman, just wait, I will make you look good sooner or later!"

Wan Yan originally wanted to pay a visit to Prince Qiongqing, and to show her goodwill to the fact that she had deciphered the words he gave in a timely manner. When the prince was pleasantly surprised that she and him were able to connect with each other, she took advantage of his good mood to say The queen is secretly looking for him, and then... tsk, there is no more!

At this time, Mo You came over and called them to have dinner. Zhao Yingzi regained her spirits when she heard the meal, but she still did not forget the two people in the gazebo: "Xiaoqinger, Cigla, let's go to dinner. What are you preparing for dinner tonight, looking forward to it!" Zhao Yingzi said while rubbing her hands and smacking her lips.

When Wan Yan heard Zhao Yingzi affectionately call Qiongqing "Xiao Qing'er", she was as sick as if she had swallowed a big-headed mung bean fly.

Cigla thought that Qiongqing would not go, after all, there were too many people in the backyard, but seeing Qiongqing nodded, although Ciena was a little surprised, but she was happy in her heart, eating with so many people was much more delicious than eating alone in the room up.

Porcelain supported Qiongqing and walked in front, Zhao Yingzi and Wan Yan followed behind.

Zhao Yingzi squinted at Wan Yan, obviously they were about the same height, so she insisted on squinting, "Master Wan, should you go home? Your husband must be waiting for you to eat!"

Wan Yan was not easy to deal with, she also squinted at the past: "I ate here today!"

"Eat here? How shameless, have you got Xiao Daidai's consent?"

"You are shameless! This official and Modai are friends, what's wrong with this official having a meal here?"

"Friend? With your airs of talking about yourself and being your own official, the devil would believe that you and Xiao Daidai are friends!"

"My officer... tsk, I'm used to it!"

"Tch! What a habit..."

Zhao Yingzi and Wan Yan were bickering, when Cilan suddenly turned around and frowned and said, "Master Zhao, Master Wan, my son would like to ask why there are two more crows crowing suddenly in this quiet courtyard?"

In an instant, Zhao and Wan stopped their quarrel and followed quietly.

The number of people eating suddenly increased, and as a last resort, the two young ones were pushed off the table, and Mo Wuyun and Mo Wufeng also ate with the two young ones on the short table on the grounds of taking care of the two children.

Mo Dai felt sorry for them, and would add vegetables to their bowls from time to time. If she hadn't been worried that she was the head of the family, and there were two big figures, the prince and the prefect, at the dinner table, Mo Dai would definitely have moved a small stool with those two. eat together.

Because of the presence of the prince, Wan Yan was a little restrained when eating. Although the food was delicious, she didn't eat it happily.Qiongqing eats a small amount of food, so she put down her chopsticks after eating less than half a bowl of rice, Wan Yan also hurriedly finished the bowl and put down her chopsticks, not daring to eat any more. Seeing that Zhao Yingzi ate three big bowls one after another, Wan Yan felt resentful again, secretly slandering Zhao Yingzi, a dead woman, it's great to have a prime minister's wife, so rude to eat, did she come out of the dungeon?
The Mo Dai family also sensed the undercurrent among Qiongqing, Zhao Yingzi, and Wan Yan. The relationship between the left and right was between some big figures, and it had nothing to do with them, ordinary people.

After eating, Zhao Yingzi and Wan Yan followed Qiongqing and returned to the front yard. As for what the three of them talked about, the Mo Dai family was not interested. They just sat in the dining room and chatted for a while, and then they washed up and went back to the front yard. The room went to rest.

Mo Wuyun made the bed, turned around and saw Mo Dai walking in, smiled and closed the door to meet her, then took off her coat, felt that Mo Dai's clothes were a little thin, and said: "My wife, it's cold Now, wear thick clothes to avoid the cold! And we have already made the cotton coats for the whole family, and yours seems to be placed in the windless place, and he said to embroider bamboo on it." Mo Wuyun said at the same time, At the same time, he neatly folded Modai's outer shirt and put it on the chair beside the bed.

"Really? Thank you so much!"

Mo Dai sat on the bed, and Mo Wuyun immediately poured a cup of hot milk tea to her.

Mo Dai was holding the milk tea, and the warm heat spread from the cup to the palm of her hand and spread to her whole body. She was a little moved. Mo Wuyun would always notice such details. She said casually before that drinking a cup of hot milk tea at night would help He remembered the words about sleep, and this milk tea was supposed to be specially made for her.

"Wuyun, thank you!" Modai said.

Faced with Mo Dai's natural thank you, Mo Wuyun felt a little shy, sat down at the table, turned his face away and changed the subject: "My wife, it will be Wuqing's birthday in more than ten days, Brother Mo Mo is also on that day..." When Mo Wuyun said this, he suddenly felt stupid. Didn't he not open any pot and carry any pot?

He raised his eyes to look at Mo Dai, and sure enough, he saw that her face was a bit ugly, and hurriedly apologized: "My wife, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention..."

Mo Dai came back to her senses, seeing Mo Wuyun looking at her worriedly, her heart was filled with warmth, this man is a typical virtuous husband in this world, he puts her at the center of everything, and the only way to watch his words is to prevent her from having a little bit of trouble. Son's not happy.

(End of this chapter)