Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 939 The pit is 174 meters deep and coquettish (3)
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The wind, snow and cold in the sky remained the same, and there was no change because of the emotions of the people on the ground.On the way back to Daying, Song Ao rode outside without speaking to Peng Xin.

Although he had no real doubts about the relationship between Peng Xin and Chi Xi, somehow, knowing that they were innocent, he still felt uncomfortable.

He had never experienced that strange taste before.

It's not like being angry, not like resentment, it's just a stuffy chest.

A group of people set off on the road, seeing the young prince sullen and silent, the rest of the people sensed his unhappiness and fell silent.Such strong cold air lasted until we returned to Nanrong Camp.

At the gate of Daying, flags fluttered in the cold wind.

Mo Jiu, who hadn't left the tent for a whole day and night, personally put on a windbreaker cloak and snow cap, wrapped herself up like a rice dumpling, and stood there to welcome Peng Xin.After receiving the news from Mei'er, she got up and got ready. After waiting all this time, she saw the carriage approaching. Mo Jiu was so excited that she yelled Peng Xin's name and rushed towards the carriage like a fly.

But Song Ao forbade her to lift the curtain of the carriage.

The reason was that it was cold outside, so as not to chill Peng Xin.

Mo Jiu scoffed, thinking that the reason for Peng Xin's stay halfway must be because he was not feeling well, so he stopped insisting and trotted into the barracks with the carriage.

Before they arrived, Mo Jiu had ordered someone to set up a tent for Peng Xin.As soon as the carriage stopped, Mo Jiu welcomed Peng Xin out of the carriage and walked to the tent with her arm.

On the way, Mo Jiu was in high spirits and talked a lot, and the words in his mouth didn't stop.And Peng Xin only occasionally coughed a few times and responded with a smile, but rarely talked to her.

The light at night was not good, and Mo Jiu knew that Peng Xin was cold and arrogant. Although she found that she was a little sick, she didn't expect her to be so sick.It wasn't until a group of people entered the tent, under the oil lamps lit by the guards, that she finally noticed Peng Xin's unusual expression.

"Peng Xin, you... what happened?"

Mo Jiu asked in surprise. Seeing that Peng Xin lowered her head slightly, she moved her mouth a little and then stopped speaking. She frowned and waved everyone out, including Song Ao. .

Of course Little Prince Song was reluctant to leave.So he argued hard, trying to make Mo Jiu find his own position, and let Mo Jiu know that she had no right to kick him out. After all, he was Peng Xin's man, and the two of them even had a son.

But without a few words of argument, Song Ao was defeated.

Mo Jiu said: "If you want to be Peng Xin's man, you have to be famous, right? Are there three matchmakers and six hires? Is there a marriage certificate? Go! Little prince, at least I am friends with her, and you and her are nothing, okay?" good?"

Of course, what Mo Jiu said was not important.

The important thing is that Peng Xin glanced at him lightly and said something.

"We have nothing to do with each other. I'm here to find Mo Jiu. You can go."

Song Ao was very hurt.

He could quarrel with Mo Jiu so red-faced, and he could even fight with Xiao Qian in order to treat Peng Xin's illness, but he couldn't help but see Peng Xin's sick and pitiful appearance, and even cause her unhappiness here for the trivial matter of jealousy .

After exiting the tent, Song Ao felt depressed.

The son didn't see him, and the girl ignored him when she came.He traveled back and forth for dozens of miles in the snowy night, so it turned out that he was so hot when he shaved his head?For a while, he was in a difficult mood, went to the stove to grab a jug of wine, and then ran to Xiao Qian, wanting to bring Xiao Qian out to drink with him to relieve boredom, and by the way, talk about the suffering of the two of them "sympathetic to each other".

(End of this chapter)