Three young grandmothers

Chapter 96: The Plan (3)
Zhu'er was puzzled, seeing Qi Lianchen's appearance, she was really worried and didn't want to leave, but she still had to obey the orders of the young mistress, so she had to leave reluctantly.

Mo Zixu pretended to rub his neck, and said to Liu'er who was holding back a smile, "I don't know why, I'm very tired today, Liu'er, help me go back to my room to rest, and help me squeeze my shoulders, it hurts sore Yes, we don't need to stay here anymore, my husband is 'all right' anyway."

In a blink of an eye, Zhu'er was dismissed, and Mo Zixu's master and servant also entered the bedroom. Outside, Qi Lianchen was alone with his arms raised to cover his face. After a while, the man put down his sleeves and looked around. An interesting smile could not help but float on the corner of his mouth, "You really don't take Master seriously?"

In the next moment, he seemed to be performing a face-changing performance in Sichuan. He closed his smile and grinned, "Wow, it's so hard for my husband's life..."

"brush!"

Before Qi Lianchen could finish his words, Liu'er lifted the curtain of the bedroom, and saw Liu'er put her finger between her lips, stared at Qi Lianchen's face, suppressed her laughter, and said as seriously as possible, "Shh, Young master, if you are 'all right', please keep your voice down, young mistress is going to rest."

Qi Lianchen swallowed half of what he said, and he pointed at his own face, dumbfounded, "You didn't see..."

"brush!"

Again before he could finish speaking, Liu'er lowered the curtain again and hid herself in the bedroom.

Qi Lianchen blinked, stared at the curtain, poked the painful corner of his eye in slow motion, and murmured, "Such obvious bruises...are you really invisible?"

Even though he thought the voice was quiet enough, the curtains of the bedroom were pushed aside again. This time, Mo Zixu's charming little face with a smile was revealed.

When Qi Lianchen saw it, he hurriedly straightened his face, raised his sleeves again, and covered his face.

When Mo Zixu saw this, she couldn't laugh or cry, this man is really good at playing tricks, she walked towards him slowly, but she seemed to be talking to herself, "Oh, don't stop, I don't have this life, I just didn't know Who is screaming like a pig..."

Qi Lianchen twitched his eyebrows, lowered his arms, and yelled strangely against his bruised and purple pig's face, "You said you screamed like you killed a pig for your husband?"

Mo Zixu looked at him calmly, his gaze moved from one bruise on his face to another, as if he was studying an antique, he nodded and praised, "Sure enough."

Hearing this, Qi Lianchen twitched the corner of his mouth, couldn't help pulling on the wound again, and let out a "hiss" in pain, "Xiao Xu is really cruel, seeing her husband like this, she is still talking sarcasticly."

Xiaoxu...

Forget it, after being called so many times, she is almost numb now.

Mo Zixu asked Liu'er to pour a cup of tea, then turned his head, unabashedly admiring Qi Lianchen's hurt face.

"My husband's words are wrong. I didn't say anything sarcastic. It's my husband who said he's fine. Even if he's acting like this now, he's fine. After all, the one who knows him best is himself, isn't he?" ?”

When the tea was brought, Mo Zixu tasted it leisurely and leisurely.

Sitting on the other side, Qi Lianchen sighed twice in pain, and sniffed his nose a few times, feeling infinitely wronged, "The lady has changed..."

Mo Zixu let him play a one-man show there, until Zhu'er came from outside, holding a tray with three or five boiled eggs on it.

The first time that Zhu'er entered the door, she didn't look at the hostess, but at the male host who was sitting in the right seat. When she saw it, she was shocked, and the tray almost fell from her hand. Luckily, Liu'er caught it quickly. .

Zhu'er hurried over, squatted halfway in front of Qi Lianchen, and was about to wipe off the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth with a silk handkerchief, "Master, what's wrong with you? Who did you fight with? This servant will tell the elder lady……"

"Zhu'er, you go down." Qi Lianchen said about the previous grievances and his little daughter-in-law's appearance, his face sank, and his voice was slightly cold, interrupting Zhu'er's chatter.

"Master..."

Zhu'er's hand froze around Qi Lianchen's lips, and then he brushed it away expressionlessly.

"My mother is getting old, do you want her to worry? Do you want me to be charged with unfilial piety? The injury was caused by the second brother. You want to talk nonsense so that everyone in the house will know it and further destroy it. Our brotherly love, besides being unfilial, let the Lord bear the name of unrighteousness?"

Zhu'er turned pale when she was refuted, "But...but..."

Qi Lianchen didn't even look at her, and waved his hands, "Go down, don't mention it to anyone, especially mother."

Zhu'er's eye circles were red and watery, and the tears stored in the eye sockets seemed to roll down with a slight blink.

Mo Zixu looked at it, his heart moved, this woman, could it be...

Zhu'er lowered her head, "Yes, I obey." After she finished speaking, she turned her head skillfully, stood up, and walked out without letting anyone see her tearful face.

Although Mo Zixu didn't have much affection for Zhu'er, but because there was no conflict of interest between them, and Zhu'er took care of Qi Lianchen, he was really considerate, so, in general, Mo Zixu still treated Zhu'er with an attitude of wanting to know her and being tolerant.

On the other hand, Qi Lianchen is so cold towards this woman who has served him for eight or nine years, is it just because he doesn't want to accept her as a concubine, so he deliberately shows alienation?

Mo Zixu couldn't understand, and she had never understood the man beside her.

Just like now, as soon as the man walked away in front of Zhu'er, he approached her roguely on his back, "Look, Xiao Xu, it's bleeding."

Mo Zixu just glanced at it lightly, and then said, "Don't worry, sir, the scar has already formed."

"..." The man didn't give up, he took a few hissed breaths, and said aggrievedly, "Xiao Xu, I feel pain for my husband."

"It won't hurt after a while." When he was talking, Mo Zixu peeled an egg without looking at him, felt the temperature, the hot compress was just right.

After stripping, she stood up and walked in front of Qi Lianchen, "Sir, look up."

Qi Lianchen was wondering, his eyes fixed on the white and tender egg in her hand, and he looked up at her reflexively.

As soon as he raised his head, Mo Zixu pressed the egg on the bruise at the corner of his eye.

(End of this chapter)