Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 39
That kid Xue Fang is a good judge of face, and seeing that the envoy agreed, he took out a copper coin and bought a cup of mung bean ice for his aunt, "Miss Mo, eat quickly, you can go on your way after eating."

"No need, drinking while walking is more romantic."

Mo Jiu took it from him, and walked up bluntly.

So, Xue Fang went back and paid the shopkeeper an extra cup.

In this day and age, not to mention the ladies, even the girls of ordinary people, it is impossible for them to walk and eat like Mo Jiu.A group of people stared straight ahead, not daring to look at her for half an eye, as if they were afraid that passers-by would find out that they were actually together.

Aunt Lan scolded her in a low voice, "Can't you hold back? It's embarrassing!"

Mo Jiu glared at her, "Is it embarrassing to eat?"

Aunt Lan wanted to cover her face and cry bitterly, "It's embarrassing!"

Mo Jiu was not angry either, and took another "chiliu" inhale along the rim of the cup, sighed comfortably, and his eyes lit up again.

This time, she fell in love with jujube cakes from another food stall.The jujube cake here is soft and sweet, with an excellent taste. Not only are there jujubes in it, but some sweet-scented osmanthus juice is twisted into it.At first she only ate two yuan, but Aunt Lan dragged her away. She was already full of interest, but now that someone is paying the bill, why should she be polite?

A pair of eyes seemed to have hooks, she was so curious.

"Xiao Liulang, I want to eat that...that..." She looked at Aunt Lan again, "What is it called jujube cake?"

Her gluttonous appearance made Aunt Lan want to dig into the ground, "Golden Osmanthus Jujube Cake."

"Yes." Mo Jiu said, "Eat it, pack ten boxes."

The imperial army headed by Xue Fang was mourning silently for such a foodie lunatic at the stall of their envoy, but Xiao Qian was not the least bit annoyed, he glanced at it calmly, and completely let her play the role of a monster, "Xue Fang. "

Holding the golden osmanthus jujube cake in his hand, Mo Jiu ate it, feeling the pleasure of taking revenge on the old poison.

Counting his money and testing his bottom line, she wiped her mouth and suddenly approached his horse.

"Liu Lang, I have something I want to ask."

With a sound of "En", he seemed to have answered, but his voice was faint, and it seemed that he hadn't answered.

Mo Jiu chewed the jujube cake, his voice was vague, "You are such a big official, you usually have a lot of ink, right? In addition to your father, your uncle, your elder brother, your younger brother, your grandfather, your ancestor... the Xiao family must have accumulated a lot of money. Young family, right?"

Xiao Qian's face was a little heavy: "..."

Mo Jiu chattered curiously, "Look at me, I can eat so much, I'm afraid that if I marry, your family won't be able to support me?"

The corners of Xiao Qian's lips were tightly pursed, and he didn't make a sound.

The people around, if they hadn't had to walk, their feet would have been limp on the ground.

Mo Jiu didn't smile, she thought about it seriously, stuck out her tongue to lick the jujube cake froth on the corner of her lips, and said, "Also, how sick is your Dalang? He can still live How many days? If he dies, how much property can I get?"

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

The crowd coughed a few times, and then fell silent.

Even Mo Wang silently lowered his brows, not looking at her.

Mo Jiu glanced at his trembling hands, thinking that this guy must be laughing, rolled her eyes, she stuffed the oil paper bag containing jujube cake into Aunt Lan's arms, strode to Xiao Qian's horse, Pulling the horse's head, walking backwards, "Hey, what are you going to do with this guy named Mo Wang?"

Xiao Qian raised his eyebrows, finally looked at her, and listened quietly to the following.

Mo Jiu didn't seem to notice the bleakness and displeasure on his face, and smiled with sparkling eyes, "Xiao Liulang, if you want to kill him...can you give me his blood jade flute?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" The person who coughed heavily this time was none other than Mo Wang.

It can also be considered that Mr. Mo has cultivated well, and he did not vomit blood and die on the spot.

There was some commotion in the crowd, only Xiao Qian said with a half-smile, "If you like it, you can do it."

Mo Jiu was taken aback for a moment, then leaned towards the horse, and walked beside him again, with a look of joy on his face, "I didn't expect you to be so good, then from now on, you will be responsible for raising me?"

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After returning to the post station, Mo Jiu got into the room.

She heard that the official ship bound for Chuzhou had parked at the pier and would cross the river tomorrow morning at the latest, and she felt a little panicked.

She failed to run twice, so is she really going to be a widow for the rest of her life?The Xiao family is different from the previous two families - she is widowed, and they are too lazy to spend money to support her, so they will send her back to her natal family.The Xiao family is not short of money, if she marries, she will be chained to death for the rest of her life.

Seeing that Aunt Lan and Mei'er were packing up the dowry with great interest, Mo Jiu also moved over to take a look curiously.But she had something on her mind, and she was no longer interested in "antiques". After wasting half a cup of tea, she swaggered out the door, wanting to find Mo Wang.

She didn't know where Xiao Liulang had taken him, and was trying to think of a way to meet with him and discuss the itinerary of escape, when she saw Song Ao leading a group of people hurriedly riding into the post station.

Seeing her, Song Ao was not as sarcastic or sarcastic as before, but rode his horse straight to Xiao Qian's residence.

Could it be that something happened to Song Yan?

Mo Jiu also followed curiously.

But she wanted to get closer, but Xue Fang blocked the door, "Sister Mo, you can't go in."

Mo Jiu stretched his neck and glanced inside, originally wanting to reason with him, but she understood the truth of "the king of Hades is so hard to deal with little ghosts".Living under the fence, if the mouth is not good, it is too easy to be unlucky.She put on a smiling face again, "Xue Jiaxiaolang, I have something to ask you."

This guy is really good-looking, with a delicate face, round and bright red lips, and white and pink skin, every part is so beautiful, every part seems to reveal a delicate white tenderness, Even if she didn't mean it, the voice was so soft that it pierced into the bone marrow, like the nectar in the heavenly palace, and even a kid like Xue Fang who hadn't enlightened his heart would beat violently.

"No, I dare not. Sister Mo, please tell me."

Seeing this kid blushing, Mo Jiu was amused, "Where is my lover?"

How could an ordinary woman dare to say the word "lover"?Xue Fang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to persuade her, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just lowered his eyebrows and said, "The envoy invited Mr. Mo to talk inside, and he didn't treat him slowly."

Talk, haven't you waited?Xiao Qian managed to catch Mo Wang, he didn't send him to the official, and he didn't get tied up, but he closed the door and had a private conversation with him?
Mo Jiu was thinking wildly on the sidewalk when suddenly there was a "bang ping ping pong" sound in the room.

It sounded like someone bumped into the coffee table, and then the teacup shattered and fell to the ground, or someone was arguing.

Immediately afterwards, Song Ao roared as if he had eaten gunpowder.

"Little thief Mo, listen carefully, if something happens to Zi Yan, I will definitely tear you to pieces..."

(End of this chapter)