Forced to become the uncle's apex

Chapter 134 Talking to Mo Li

Outside the window, dark clouds cover the top, and the entire floor of the teahouse is covered.

By the window, a man and a woman are sitting opposite each other, and the water in the teapot is boiling.

Mo Li sprinkled the tea leaves, and a burst of fragrance hit, and the water immediately turned into golden tea soup.

With white fingers, he poured two glasses and pushed them over.

Qin Zhen looked out of the window quietly, the situation was changing, and it was extremely strange.

"It's going to be winter soon."

Mo Li hummed and said lightly: "At this time in the past, you would go up the mountain to pick a lot of fruits and store them back."

is not that right?

From the year I met him, it was very sad when winter came and the miles were frozen and there was no food.

She likes to pick persimmons the most, and go back to string them into persimmon cakes, which will taste sweeter when there is frost.

Qin Zhen picked up the teacup, took a sip slowly, ignored what he said, but asked, "Do you know who arrested my mother?"

The tea soup continued, Mo Li seemed to have never heard of it, looking at the flames under the teapot, his indifferent eyes were stained with warmth: "The persimmons you make are always very sweet, and there are frozen pears..."

"Mo Li!" Qin Zhen raised his voice a little, and drank the tea in one gulp: "You know how important she is to me."

The smile on the corner of Mo Li's mouth froze for a moment, and then slowly disappeared.

"Zhenzhen, do you trust me?" He added another cup of tea to his cup.

Qin Zhen didn't say a word, just looked at him, as if trying to see through him.

The person in front of him obviously knew something, but he said secret words to her on such an occasion, and he was unwilling to tell the truth after being brought here. What is he hiding?
Seeing that she was silent, the warmth in Mo Li's eyes gradually dimmed. He took a sip of tea and looked out the window: "Please believe that I will never harm you, nor will I hurt your beloved."

Qin Zhen repeated her words in her heart, and suddenly a light burst out of her eyes: "You mean..." Is she okay?

Mo Li put down the teacup, scooped out the tea dregs in the teapot, and then looked at her quietly: "But you can't marry him now."

Hearing this, Qin Zhen frowned again.

Mother has no news for a day, and she doesn't want to discuss marriage for a day, and she still has one unfinished business.

"If... I said that if I had been by your side all the time and he hadn't appeared..." Would you be with me...

But he couldn't say a word stuck in his throat for a long time, and he slowly clenched his fists.

It was as if he knew an answer, but still wanted her to say it himself.

Qin Zhen is not stupid, and she understands his intentions when it comes to this, but she can't respond, let alone think about it.

After thinking about it, she said softly: "Now I will not marry anyone. As for the reason, I can't say, but you don't want to join forces with the emperor to force me, otherwise... our relationship will end here .”

Mo Li lowered his eyes, his straight back trembled slightly, and he didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

He raised his head again, already filled with warmth again: "Okay, I won't force you, but please give me a chance, a chance to stand on the same position as him, okay?"

There was a pleading look in his eyes, which he had never had before.

Perhaps that gaze was too hot, and the burning Qin Zhen couldn't help turning his head away.

"Little Moli..."

"OK?" he asked again.

Sometimes, knowing that it is impossible, but ask for a peace of mind.

Or maybe his heart couldn't rest at all.

She should say no.

But with that look, she really didn't know how to speak.

"Ha ha……"

A monstrous laugh sounded, and a tinge of red floated from the roof: "As a big man, he is really not a gentleman to threaten the life of a girl's mother."

Mo Li's face turned pale.

Qin Zhen turned his head and saw Bian He floating in from the window, with his black hair flying in the air, very flamboyant, he picked up the teacup and poured himself a cup very easily.

"Well, tea is good tea, but she may not understand your mind."

Qin Zhen's eyes shrank suddenly, and he felt that there was something in his words: "What do you mean?"

"It means you don't have to worry, your mother... There is no danger of life."

Bian He opened the door, and lazily popped out a crumpled, messy ball of paper.

Qin Zhen quickly took it, opened it, and saw four words in the letter: Well, don't read.

It's my mother's handwriting!

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately looked at Bian He: "Why do you have a letter written by my mother?"

"You don't have to ask about this...beauty, just treat it as my favor." Bian He blinked, opened the folding fan, and shook it coquettishly: "How is it, are you happy?"

"Where is she?"

It is indeed my mother's handwriting, but there is no signature, who knows if it was imitated from somewhere.

But Bian He and his mother only met once, how could he stand up at this time and write a special letter to her?

"Naturally, it's a safe place. My beauty, don't ask any more questions. There are some things you shouldn't know now. Anyway, I've brought you the letter. You can do whatever you want," he said. After blinking, another white hosta ran over.

Qin Zhen took it and looked at it with a frown. This is indeed the jewelry that my mother often wears. His words...maybe feasible.

"Okay, here's the letter. By the way, when will his poison be cured?"

"almost."

If it weren't for the mung bean soup that night, I'm afraid it would have been finished.

"That's good." Bian He put away his folding fan with a smile, and glanced at Mo Li with a playful look in his eyes, but soon, he disappeared into the teahouse.

The ball of paper in his hand seemed warm, and Qin Zhen looked at it over and over in his palm.

Bian He should... have no reason to lie to her.

Thinking of this, she let go of her heart, and it was time for her to do what she should do.

Back at the Qin Mansion, Qin Huaisheng was furious, and the servants didn't dare to take a breath.

Qin Yihuan knelt in front of him tremblingly, next to him was the Zhao family who was begging for mercy, and she was also kneeling on the side with the second son of the Qin family.

"Big brother..."

"Zhao Yanrui, do you still see me as a big brother?" Qin Huaisheng said coldly, "You know that Sang'er has already entered the palace as a concubine, but today you let your daughter perform a dance. Do you really think that I don't know what you are thinking?"

Mrs. Zhao shook violently, but before she could speak, Qin Yihuan straightened her back and said, "Uncle, in terms of beauty, I really can't compare to Miss Qin Er, but you have taught me that people go to high places, why not?" She can enter the palace, but I can't?"

"You!" Qin Huaisheng was furious, and wanted to hit her with his hand, but Qin Yihuan didn't seem to be moved at all.

"Uncle is so angry because he is afraid that I will steal Miss Qin Er's limelight after entering the palace? Or is it because he doesn't want my family to become a master at all?"

"Bullshit!"

Qin Huaisheng narrowed his eyes coldly: "Who did you hear that from?"

"Isn't it? If not, why do you care so much about my dancing?" Qin Yihuan said coldly.

(End of this chapter)