Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 681
"I don't have a private lover."

She only retorted briefly: "I have my own business."

"Hey, I asked you why you didn't say anything just now, why did you open your mouth now?"

Aunt Jiao clicked her tongue softly at the side: "What is your own business? From my point of view, you have a ghost. When you asked for a room, you had to ask for the most remote place. There was no girl to serve you, so it was just for you to do things yourself. Is it convenient?"

Mo Hejiu continued to remain silent, standing there with his beautiful face like a statue.

"You don't want to say it, right? That's fine." The ancestor sneered, "Family law please! Hit until she says so!"

"Ancestor."

Seeing that Mo Jijiu was going to be beaten, Qu Changsheng hurriedly persuaded him, "What's wrong, I must be beaten? Just now I heard Aunt Jiu say that she has her own business when she goes out, maybe she really has her own." What's the matter?"

Mo Hejiu squinted his eyes, staring at Qu Changsheng's back with hooked eyes.

"What fallacy is Chang Sheng talking about?"

Aunt Li took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "How can a person who has his own business go out in the middle of the night? Is there something that can't be done during the day but must be done at night?"

"In other words, it's either doing something bad or stealing love."

Aunt Jiao frowned and winked at Qu Changsheng: "You little girl doesn't understand anything, so don't get involved."

Aunt Jiao kindly reminded Qu Changsheng.

The old ancestor looked at Chang Sheng's expression today, and he was not so sharp: "You go up and stay behind, don't meddle in everything, why do you like to meddle in other people's business so much?"

Chang Sheng glanced at him hesitantly, the embarrassment in his eyes was similar, if not the same as Shen Fanghang.

"..." Mo Hejiu lowered his eyelashes in silence, and hooked the corners of his mouth mockingly.

"Ancestor forgive me!"

What everyone didn't expect was that Qu Changsheng hesitated for a moment, lifted his skirt, walked up to Mo Hejiu and knelt down, "It's actually because of me!"

Mo Hejiu looked at her in surprise, a faint light flashed across his deep eyes.

"Because of you?" The ancestor frowned absurdly.

Qu Changsheng didn't know why she came out to cover the bag, but she had already thought up the words quickly:
"Yes, because I'm busy trying to become a Jinshi, but I don't know how to dance. I know that Aunt Jiu is good at sword dancing, and I don't want others to know what I'm performing, so I ask Aunt Jiu to practice for me secretly..."

Mo Hejiu raised his eyebrows, and from the corner of his eye, he looked at her hand on her side, it seemed that because of lying, his fingers seemed to have no place to rest, and they were rubbing the sleeves.

Little act of lying.

Kind of fun.

Everyone was silent for a while, Aunt Li said coldly:

"Isn't this reason too far-fetched?" She said and looked at Aunt Jiao: "What do you think?"

Aunt Jiao looked solemn, and she didn't really believe it, but she took Qu Changsheng's gold bars, and the clothes she was wearing were bought with Qu Changsheng's money, and she took advantage of others' short hands to eat others' soft mouths. Asked her, she cleared her throat:

"What do I think, if it's true, doesn't it make sense?"

make sense?Aunt Li looked at Aunt Jiao ridiculously, "Is your brain burned out?"

The old ancestor raised his hand to signal others to be quiet: "Then why didn't you say it just now?"

"Because the ancestor doesn't like Aunt Jiu, I know it."

Chang Sheng tugged at his sleeves, very well revealing the timidity and panic of being exposed to the truth:

"It's hard to make the ancestors like their granddaughter a little bit, and the granddaughter also wants to get the grades of Jinshi, but the granddaughter is too disappointing, her body is not soft enough, and it is too late to learn dance, so she can only learn sword dance, so I beg you Aunt Jiu also made an agreement with Aunt Jiu not to let her speak."

Saying that, Chang Sheng looked at Mo Hejiu, his watery eyes blinked:

"Thank you for keeping the secret, Aunt Jiu, I'm sorry for wronging you."

Mo Hejiu slowly lifted his gaze from staring at Qu Changsheng's sleeve.

Slowly, his expression softened, he bent his eyebrows, raised his hand affectionately, and patted her on the head, like petting a dog:
"Why do you need to be sorry?"

(End of this chapter)