Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 258 The Pit Depth 064 Meters Absurd (7)
Dong has been chattering.

After all, it was all about Xiao Qian wanting to marry Princess Yujia.She has already budgeted how many banquet tables will be set up for the big wedding, and whether to invite relatives from Chuzhou.

Mo Jiu heard it very delicately.

Xiao Qian got married, and her Cloud and Rain Gu has not been resolved, what should I do?If he marries the woman next to him and sleeps with the woman next to him, then if she suffers from a cloud and rain gu attack, will she still have to be a mistress?

"No!" she murmured softly.

"What's wrong?" Dong asked with a smile.

"Oh." Mo Jiu calmly pointed to the plate on the table, "Who knows that every piece of food on the plate is hard-working, and I said that there is no one left."

Everyone: "..."

The meal was good, and the women's family members were looking forward to the grand occasion after entering Lin'an. Yuan's family will have her natal family when she enters Lin'an, and Dong's face will be lost. Only the third wife, Zhang, is a little annoyed.

Seeing that the girls were all congratulating Mrs. Dong, she coughed lightly from time to time while sitting in her seat, wiping her face with a silk towel.At the end, she probably couldn't bear it anymore, she suddenly gave a sour laugh.

"Did you see the imperial decree, or did you write down the text? There is no word left, and my sister-in-law is too anxious."

Being splashed with cold water by Mrs. Dong, Mrs. Dong was very unhappy, "What my brother and sister said, the official's golden words, may not be able to talk and play with red lips and white teeth?"

Mrs. Zhang twisted her mouth and smiled ironically, "Of course officials don't have red mouths and white teeth, but on Liulang's side, did the sister-in-law make sense? Did you become Liulang's master, or did the elder brother become Liulang's master? Or , is our old lady the master of Liu Lang?"

Asked word by word, Zhang Zhilan raised his fingers high, wiped the corners of his lips with a silk, wiped his hands again, slowly got up and glanced at the female relatives on the table, his eyes suddenly fell on Mo Jiu's face strangely superior.

"Don't blame me for talking too much, sister-in-law. Who does Liu Lang like? You may be clumsier than me. If I were a sister-in-law, I wouldn't even have time to cry, so how could I laugh? Hmph, think more about your own son, and less about someone else's." My son is happy."

Mrs. Zhang left after she finished speaking, and Dong was so angry that her face turned blue and white. Seeing that everyone looked at her in embarrassment, she couldn't help spitting, "I can't see other people's good wives! How could it be that the government gave you a marriage?" Can Liulang be the master?"

With Xiao Liulang's current rank, marrying a princess is really nothing.But marrying the prince's sister, Concubine Xie's daughter, it means a lot.

These female family members may not understand, but Xiao Yunchang and the old lady naturally understand.During dinner, Xiao Yunchang called Xiao Qian into the cabin, and he didn't come out for a long time, only Xue Fang went in again and again to serve tea.

The female family members ate, drank and drank, and continued to fight and play after eating, so who care what the father and son said?Mo Jiu rubbed his belly, hiccupped and walked out of the cabin.

Standing on the deck, the river wind blew by.

She gathered up her robe, feeling a little cold suddenly.

From Mid-Autumn Festival to late autumn, it has been a month.

This ancient time is really not used, she really doesn't want to get caught up in such a constant cutting and messing up the relationship between children and wasting time.She still has a lot of things to do...

But you have to undo the Gu first, right?
Thinking of Cloud and Rain Gu, she couldn't help but have a headache, "God damn Shang Ya! When I become a giant, I will be the first to take your knife—"

Ling'er followed her, gently tugged at her sleeves, and reminded her, "Sister, be quiet...someone is coming."

Mo Jiu followed Ling'er's gaze, and saw a figure approaching from the wooden board connected to another paddle steamer.

He was dressed in the clothes of Nanrong Tolerance, with a petite figure and delicate features. Before he stepped onto the deck, Mo Jiu smelled a warm fragrance and a quiet breath...

"Ah!" she sighed.

What kind of woman disguises herself as a man to deceive people is all deceitful in TV dramas.She could tell with just one glance that the tolerance who walked in front of her was a woman.

(End of this chapter)