Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 423 The Pit Depth 090 Meters Delicious (4)
Wen Jingshu is very familiar with her chattering like this.She used to be like this most of the time in Xiao's Mansion in Chuzhou, three parts stupid and seven parts crazy, doing unreasonable things and saying illogical things all day long, making people unable to tell the truth from the fake.But now it is absolutely impossible for Wen Jingshu to believe that Mo Jiu is really ignorant.

The two looked at each other, each thinking.

Wen Jingshu was still thinking about this matter, but Mo Jiu's thoughts had already drifted a long way.

She stared at the exquisitely shaped butterfly-tailed hairpin on Wen Jingshu's head, and asked softly, "Why does Jingshu cherish this hairpin so much?"

There seemed to be a flash of light in Wen Jingshu's eyes, she raised her hand to caress the butterfly hairpin and pressed it lightly, her expression was like a treasure, "This is a gift from a person."

Mo Jiu suddenly realized, and raised his eyebrows extremely high: "This person must be very important, right?"

Wen Jingshu seemed to be thinking of something good, she smiled, her pale and thin face had a rare rosiness.

She nodded and said softly, "Yes, he is the most important person in Jingshu's heart."

The carriage creaked and the curtains kept shaking. Mo Jiu stared at Wen Jingshu's face full of love, and did not speak for a long time.She didn't know whether the person Wen Jingshu was talking about was Xiao Liulang, but if she asked Wen Jingshu directly, it seemed that she cared too much about this matter and lost her price in front of her.But why don't you ask, looking at her hairpin makes her a little nervous.

Her heart was a little tugging.Pulling and pulling, the two slender eyebrows furrowed fiercely.

Seeing this, Wen Jingshu hurriedly reached out to help her, "Sister-in-law is not feeling well?"

With a soft "hmm", Mo Jiu looked at the gentle little woman in front of her, and her hand holding her stomach tightened a little.

"It's a little uncomfortable, a twisting pain."

Wen Jingshu stared at her for a while, then asked earnestly, "Do you want to call Liulang?"

"No need." Mo Jiu shook his head: "Didn't you listen to what he said? There is no cure."

Wen Jingshu pursed her lips, followed Mo Jiu's back lightly, thinking of the way she and Liu Lang were talking head to head and talking intimately, she suddenly lowered her eyes, "Sister-in-law likes Liu Lang, right?"

This question was very straightforward, unlike Wen Jingshu's usual temper.Mo Jiu was taken aback for a moment, and said slowly, "Don't tell me Jingshu doesn't like it?"

"I like it." Wen Jingshu admitted directly.

"Then why didn't Jingshu marry him directly, why bother marrying Erlang?" Mo Jiu teased with a smile.

Wen Jingshu's face was gloomy, and her tone carried a wry smile, "How can Jingshu decide on major matters of marriage?" Having said that, she looked at Mo Jiu earnestly and said, "Jingshu knows that my sister-in-law is just like me. But sister-in-law, you should know that you are married and the elder sister-in-law of the family. Liulang is a noble character, and he has always kept himself clean. Sister-in-law should not try to make it easy for a while, leaving a stigma for him and causing criticism. If you like someone, you should do him good ?”

"Who said that?" Mo Jiu frowned.

"Huh?" Wen Jingshu was startled, "For his own good, isn't it?"

"What I mean is, who said I found him in a hurry?" Mo Jiu looked at the handsome man riding a horse in the light of the torch through the gap in the curtain, with a hint of sigh in his tone, "You guys These young people just don’t understand.”

Wen Jingshu didn't like her talking about young people, but she didn't retort, "What do you mean, sister-in-law?"

Mo Jiu smiled, "Can't you tell that Liu Lang likes me?"

Pressing her lips tightly, Wen Jingshu didn't answer.

After thinking about it for a long time, she said bluntly: "Sister-in-law, why bother to deceive yourself?"

Mo Jiu raised her eyebrows, and did not answer her directly, but leaned softly on the carriage and rubbed her stomach, "What's the matter with this stomach?" At this point, she suddenly murmured something as if she was talking to herself , "Could it be...pregnant?"

(End of this chapter)