Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 771
"Okay." Xiao Qian always spoke softly to her.Although he doesn't talk much, he seldom disagrees. As long as Mo Jiu doesn't go too far, he will basically not object to any of her suggestions and opinions.

Such connivance, many people in the army were not convinced at first.But with the appearance of "The Enemy of Thousands of People" and the "Improved Bow and Crossbow", everyone in the camp accepted Mo Jiu.Good weapons can guarantee their safety and lives, so the meaning of Mo Jiu's existence, to them, is not just the coach's woman.

On the streets of Jinzhou, the prosperity of that day was not seen, and there was depression and silence everywhere.

Although Nan Rongbing had been trying to appease the people, the bodies in the city hadn't been cleaned up yet, and the war had just ended. Most of the people would rather close their doors and hide at home than come out and walk around casually.Therefore, this night, except for the Nanrong soldiers patrolling under the lights, there were almost no people.

Xiao Qian's temporary residence was arranged by Xue Fang. Just as Mo Jiu followed him there, before entering the mansion, Xue Fang welcomed him out of the gate.

Taking a careful look at Mo Jiu, he said in a low voice, "Master, Lu Ji is waiting for you inside."

Going out to fight these few days, Xiao Qian didn't bring his master with him, let alone Wen Jingshu.

Therefore, they came here from Junzhou.

After two days of quietness, here we come again.This made Xiao Qian a little annoyed.

But for old man Lu Ji, he couldn't avoid seeing him.

Yu Feng swept Mo Jiu's indifferent face, and he said to Xue Fang, "Tell him old man, I'll be there right away."

Xue Fang secretly took a look at Mo Jiu, and took the order nervously.

"Ah Jiu has also been tired all day, so go take a bath and rest first." Xiao Qian held Mo Jiu's shoulders, looked at her pretty face under the lamplight, and coaxed softly, "When I go to see Master, I will come to accompany you." you."

He didn't want Mo Jiu to go there, because he didn't want her to conflict with the old man Lu Ji, but Mo Jiu had never been an obedient person, so before he said this, he thought it would take some time to explain to her.However, to his surprise, Mo Jiu yawned, didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and responded directly.

"Okay, Liu Lang will come back early, and I will prepare water for you."

Xiao Qian's eyes were suspicious, "Ah Jiu... so good today?"

"I've always been good." Mo Jiu smiled, gave him a charming look, and left.

It's not that she doesn't mind the existence of Wen Jingshu and old man Lu Ji, but that she knows enough is enough.

In the past few days, she cleaned up Wen Jingshu, so why wasn't she slapping old man Lu Ji in the face?Originally, she didn't really dislike that old man, not to mention that he is Xiao Qian's master, and it is similar to the "mother-in-law relationship" since ancient times. She can show him off and prevent him from bullying her casually, but sometimes , She should save face for Xiao Liulang, she must.

This man is pampering her, but not only is he not a real wife slave or a soft-footed shrimp, but he is also a man with extreme machismo.Even if he spoils her and pities her, there will be a bottom line.If she has three points of color, she will open a dyeing room every day, and there is no guarantee that his love for her will not be wiped out...

Women, when it's time to be good, you must be good.

After taking a bath, Mo Jiu casually lay on the bed and read a book, thinking about this matter, and felt that he was really wise and mighty.How good is it to leave the matter to Xiao Qian?Out of sight out of mind.If not, how could she have such a comfortable mood when facing the old man in the lander and Wen Jingshu?
She waited, not expecting to wait so long.

From reading to dinner alone, Xiao Qian came late.

Standing at the door of the room, he had deep eyes, and his slender figure seemed to be shrouded by the light.

Looking at Mo Jiu, he lowered his eyes slightly and did not speak for a long time.

Mo Jiu also looked back into his eyes, her heart skipped a beat.

Maybe... so he listened to old man Lu Ji's slander?

Mo Jiu put down the book, slowly straightened her back from the head of the bed, and glanced at him indifferently, "Is there no doorman here? Or are you standing there to be handsome?" Seeing that he didn't answer, she raised her eyebrows and smiled , and winked at him again, "Liulang is already handsome enough, you don't need to deliberately pose again. Haha, good time, I'll wait for you. Let's go, I'm hungry, go eat."

The handsome "door god" stared at him without moving his eyes.

Mo Jiu stood five feet away from him, keeping a safe distance, and looked at him strangely.

"What are you doing? You don't know me anymore? What's wrong!"

Mo Jiu met her eyes, feeling more and more rare.Hidden in the shadow of the lamplight, his well-defined facial features are handsome and wild, and it seems that every part is embedded with a strange light.It wasn't angry or angry, but somehow, it just made her feel cold and had goosebumps.

"Ah Jiu, come here—"

He called her suddenly, his voice was not too cold, but with a domineering tone.

Mo Jiu said "Ah", thinking why did this guy go from slave to general in the blink of an eye?

She squinted her eyes slightly, and looked him up and down, "Xiao Liulang, don't get to know someone through other people's mouths. To know someone, you'd better use your own eyes... especially people like me, Mo Jiu. "

The hint of this sentence is enough, she believes he can understand.

But Xiao Qian didn't respond at all after listening to her "instructions".Seeing that she was not moving, he approached her expressionlessly, and suddenly grabbed her shoulder. Amidst Mo Jiu's nervous surprise, his other hand slowly lifted her chin.

She looked up helplessly to face him, but he looked at her without speaking.

"Crazy?" she muttered.

Xiao Qian's eyes were focused, he lowered his head to stare at her, and slowly stroked her lips with his thumb, as if he was caressing, or comforting... Feeling carefully, it seemed that there was still some strength, as if he was angry.

"Ah Jiu, do you have something to tell me?"

(End of this chapter)