Lonely king and the widowed woman

She looked back at Jing Shu, "it's hard."

Jingshu's thin melon seed face is flat, and there is no emotion, "then Jingshu won't disturb her sister-in-law's rest."

"Wait a minute." Mo Jiu smiled when he saw that she was going to turn around, "sister, at least get something to eat to fill her belly?"

A "sister's", Jingshu sounded like warm words, and didn't say much. She left the two little servant girls to take care of mojiu's clothes and food, and left quietly.

Two little girls, one is Xia Qing and the other is Dong Mei. Xia Qing likes to laugh, smart and lively, like the summer sunshine, winter plum green water face, so quiet that there is almost no sense of existence, which is somewhat similar to her master Jing Shu. Xia Qing is a domestic slave of Xiao's house. She is very familiar in the house and soon fetches water for Mo Jiu to wash her face. Aunt LAN selects a light dress from her dowry and changes it for her. When she sits on the chair, Dongmei has put her food on.

She felt more comfortable as she stretched out her clothes and opened her mouth for food.

This night, mojiu didn't sleep well and was haunted by nightmares all night.

In her dream, her bed became a coffin, the house became a tomb, and the air was filled with the smell of corpses. She tried to struggle to wake up, but her mouth could not speak, her hands could not move, and she realized that she was being nightmare. She tried to open her eyes. In front of her, there was a vast darkness and she could not see anything clearly. In the middle of a floating halo, there was a poisonous insect like a leech curled up inside, looking very disgusting.

"Sister in law... Wake up!"

A voice came from the darkness and broke her complicated dreams.

Mo Jiu opened his eyes. In the dim light of the oil lamp, Jing Shu's pale face gave her a ghost illusion.

"It's five o'clock. It's time for my sister-in-law to get up. The old lady is waiting."

Mo jiuleng looked at her for a moment, got up, found a box of rouge from the dowry and handed it to her, "you're welcome."

Jing Shu's face is paler than last night. I think she didn't sleep well all night, but she stuffed a box of rouge. It's still a little embarrassing. She was a little stunned and didn't refuse. She thanked Mo Jiu, gave the rouge to the girl Qiuye, and asked Xia Qing to come and dress up Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu yawned and came out after washing. Seeing that the moon was still hanging in the sky, he couldn't help being annoyed.

She secretly decided that she must find a way to save the procedure.

Otherwise, Xiao Qian will be dead tired before she comes back.

The old lady lives in Xianchun hospital in the West. It's a long way from her house.

Nowadays, people get up very early. Chickens chirp and dogs bark. It's a busy scene to spread mats and serve tea.

When Mo Jiu entered the hall of Dexian Chunyuan, he was stunned by a crowd of crowded pictures of "family joy". The senior lady in the hall is sixty or seventy years old, with silver hair and good spirit. The last to sit with her three daughter-in-law are the eldest wife Dong (Dalang's mother), the second wife yuan and the third wife Zhang. The rest are Erlang's daughter-in-law, Sanlang's daughter-in-law and Silang's daughter-in-law. There are three rooms full of their own daughters, boys and grandchildren. They sit according to their elders and children, They all looked at her.

In mojiu's eyes, all the colorful flowers grow almost the same.

She followed Jingshu for a circle. Jingshu shouted what she shouted. She was dizzy all the time. When the second wife Yuan Shi, she also shouted "Niang" with Jingshu and made a full house of jokes, but she blacked her face with anger.

But in front of the old lady, she was not presumptuous. She just hummed and ignored her. Yuan's explanation was overjoyed, saying that sister Mo was honest and straightforward, had no heart, and rounded up the past for her, which made Mo Jiu very glad to establish diplomatic relations with her as soon as she got off the ship yesterday.