Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 1044 The pit is 193 meters deep
"Ugh!"

With a deep sigh, Mo Jiu couldn't help but relax his hand combing his hair more lightly, letting his long ink-like smooth hair slide through his fingertips.The hair is in the fingers, the fingers are in the hair, they are as close as one person.

"Xiao Qian, tell me about your mother."

It is not good to bury people's emotions for too long, and they always need to be poured out.

And she, willing to listen to him, willing to share everything related to him.

The light in the cell flickered faintly, making Xiao Qian's handsome face slightly pale, and his voice seemed to be painted with a layer of melancholy, which sounded deep and a little hoarse.

"She is a very ordinary woman. When I'm not around, she cries, is sad, and gets annoyed. When I'm around, she just laughs."

Women who can cry, feel sad, and worry are naturally weak.

But women are weak, but mothers are strong.

For her son, no matter how difficult it is, she will laugh.

Xiao Qian's mother seemed to be a strong woman.

The injuries she suffered would be sad for a modern woman, let alone in the feudal era?

After hearing his simple answer, Mo Jiu saw that he didn't continue, so he knew that there was still a hurdle, a scar in his heart, and he hadn't really come out of it.

He didn't want to come out.Then, no one can pull it.

"Don't move! It's going to be crooked." She smiled and stroked the bun she just tied for him, pulled each other back from the sad mood at the right time, and then slowly inserted a hairpin for him.

Mo Jiu did too little of this job, and she was really clumsy with her hands and feet, and she couldn't do it neatly. After inserting it several times, the hairpin was still a little crooked, and her hair became more and more messy.

She was a little anxious, holding and pulling, wishing to spit some saliva on him.

Finally Xiao Qian couldn't stand it anymore, he smiled helplessly, took the hairpin from her hand, and slowly inserted it into the bun by himself.

"Liu Lang..." Mo Jiu suddenly hated herself, "Am I stupid?"

He turned his head and pulled her into his arms, with a smile on his lips.

"Yes. However, I am handsome. Is my hair in a good bun? It won't damage my appearance."

So narcissistic?Mo Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stretched out his hands to tug on his cheeks.

"Enough of you!"

"Am I wrong?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"That's right!" Mo Jiu looked at him from side to side, "But you said you are so handsome, in case Master Jiu couldn't help it and molested you, what should we do?"

"What can I do?" Xiao Qian said with a smile: "At most, send it again?"

"Ha ha!"

Mo Jiu laughed loudly, and slapped his palm just in time with a crisp slap.

"Asshole! Try to think of good things, but wish I could molest you, right?"

Xiao Qian just smiled and said nothing.

Looking into his clear eyes, Mo Jiu suddenly had a strange thought for no reason.

Xiao Qian said that what is more terrible than death is to die with regrets.

... If the result is really bad, what regrets will she have?
Judging from the current situation, it is impossible for Song Xi to let go.Now that Xiao Qian and the entire Xiao family are being detained in the Imperial City Prison, if Dong Ji insists on killing Xiao Qian, even if Xiao Qian grows wings, he may not be able to fly out...

Could it be that Xiao Qian really didn't hold back?

Or, since he decided to return to Lin'an, he has already thought of today?

This conclusion seems incredible.

Because the benevolence of a woman is really not like Xiao Qian's.

But there are some emotions that no one else can understand except the person involved.

(End of this chapter)