Lonely king and the widowed woman

The world was quiet. Everyone stared at Xiao Qian, but no one dared to say anything.

Xiao Qian's face was cold, and he didn't lift the curtain to see her. He only asked mei'er to go up and cover her with a dress.

The carriage was covered with ice. Although it was summer, it was easy to get cold. He didn't want her to die on the road.

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This day's journey, Mo Jiu spent it in sleep again.

When she woke up from the carriage again, she had reached Sanjiang post station.

She saw aunt blue again, the first time she opened her eyes.

Aunt LAN came to meet her from Xuyi and brought her dowry and luggage, as well as her cheap mother's advice: be sure to live a good life, be filial to her mother-in-law, love her sister-in-law and be kind to her uncle... The last thing Mo Jiu can't bear is that she thinks the crazy person is not Mo jiu'er, but her mother at all.

Does the little brother-in-law need her to be kind? It would be nice if he could be kind to her.

Mojiu has suffered two losses in a row, and he doesn't even have the mind to quarrel with Xiao Qian.

In her heart, Xiao Qian's image is no different from the handsome and evil villain described in the novel. She seems to be invincible in the East, and even her breath is poisonous. She can't avoid him when she sees him walking around. She must be ten feet away from him. Fortunately, he seemed too lazy to talk to her and agreed with her evasive attitude.

Therefore, the two people settled in Sanjiang post station, and there was no intersection.

Mojiu's identity to be married is recognized in the eyes of this pedestrian. Everyone treats her as the future young lady of the Xiao family. She has proper food and accommodation. Moreover, Xiao Qian seems not afraid of her running away and has not sent anyone to monitor her. There is only mei'er beside her except aunt LAN.

But aunt LAN and mei'er are not good talkers. In this era when she still can't have a sense of substitution, she is a little boring.

The only thing that can bring comfort to her is that there are "antiques" everywhere.

Besides eating and sleeping, antiques are her only three hobbies.

However, antiques also depend on the quality. What she can touch is not particularly good. Therefore, she hesitated again and again. Finally, she still couldn't resist the temptation. She sneaked into Xiao Qian's room and touched all his various bottles and cans. Only then did she stop the itching in her heart - but her heart didn't itch, but her hands itched.

When she came back from Xiao Qian's house, her hands were allergic and itchy. She scratched a few times, and soon red pimples jumped all over her body.

She was itching and jumping. She was calling aunt LAN to find a doctor. Xue Fang sent a small celadon touch with goldfish pattern and said to wipe the girl's body.

Ink nine scratched and wondered, "what body?"

Xue Fang was so honest that he blushed and said, "I'll tell you, the girl is itchy. This is to stop itching."

How could he know such a private thing? Unless he's the originator.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu was very angry and worried, "tell him that his whole family itches -"

She kicked Xue Fang out, but left the small porcelain vase.

In order to prevent the drug from being toxic and getting hurt for the second time, she went downstairs and tricked brother Wangcai into doing a "skin test" on his thick soles. After careful observation for a quarter of an hour, she saw that brother Wangcai didn't have "dog face residual asthma". Just then she went back to the house safely, took off her clothes, scrubbed inside and outside, applied the cool medicine to her body, and swore in her heart, Don't touch the poison King's things at all.

In the evening, Xiao Qian led a group of people out and left Xue Fang to look after her.

Mojiu didn't know what was urgent, but she was moldy at leisure. She was itchy not only on her body, but also on her feet - she wanted to play in the street and look for an opportunity to run away.