Da Qin: Send your wife at the beginning?Madam is actually a surprised salamander

The thin quilt on her body rose and fell, unable to cover her graceful curves.

His eyes were closed, with a deep sadness between his brows.

Suddenly, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

After a moment of confusion, his eyes gradually became clear.

An air of pity suddenly emerged in her body.

Mrs. Hu slowly propped up her weak body and looked around the unfamiliar room.

There was the sound of sweeping the floor outside the door, along with a helpless complaint.

"When you crack melon seeds, just crack them. Can you please stop throwing the shells around?"

Immediately afterwards, another sound of surprise came.

"How did you know I threw it on the ground? Can you see it?"

Mrs. Hu was slightly startled.

The previous sentence is the voice of Mr.

Thinking back to what happened last night, it was not difficult to guess where he was now.

"Even if I can't see it, I can still guess it!"

Li Mo swept the yard with a broom.

As soon as the front feet were swept away, melon seed shells were thrown all over the ground on the back feet.

Yan Lingji was sitting by the wall, with a large, round wooden bucket in front of her for throwing garbage.

As a result, every melon seed shell of hers perfectly avoided the correct direction.

"You were so noisy last night that I didn't sleep well. The bucket was placed too far away and I didn't have the energy to throw it."

Yan Lingji is not afraid of boiling water.

Listening to the person in the corner, I can still hear the grievance!

Jingyu, who came out of the room with his quilt in his arms, happened to hear these words and almost fell down when his feet slipped.

As soon as he stood upright, he saw the door next to him open.

Mrs. Hu walked out of it.

"Mrs. Hu is awake?"

Jing Salamander rolled up the quilt in his arms and covered up his hidden position.

"Well, I... disturbed you last night."

Mrs. Hu nodded, her expression a little strange when facing the Frightened Salamander.

As if he thought of something, his cheeks suddenly turned red.

On the contrary, Jing Salamander was surprised.

No way?

Did she also hear it last night?

It shouldn't be, there's a room in between.

How could my voice be so loud!

Then she blushed too.

Yan Lingji, who tilted her head, was confused.

Why are these two so fat, and why do they blush when they say hello?

"If you throw it away again, clean it up yourself. The bucket is here, keep an eye on it."

After Li Mo swept away the melon seed shells thrown by Yan Lingji, he put the trash can at her feet.

Then he turned around and said, "How do you feel, Mrs. Hu?"

Seeing Li Mo, Mrs. Hu's face turned even redder.

"It's all right. Last night...last night, thank you for saving me, sir. I'll never be able to repay you for your great kindness."

Mrs. Hu dragged her weak body and knelt down towards Li Mo.

She really couldn't think of any other way to repay these kindnesses one after another.

"Get up quickly, the ground is cold and you haven't recovered yet."

Jing Salamander held the quilt in one hand and pulled Mrs. Hu up with the other.

Li Mo also advised: "It's just a little effort. Madam, go and wash up first. If you have anything to say, wait until after breakfast."

It might be a piece of cake for him.

But for Mrs. Hu, everything is a great kindness.

Not only did he help her find Nongyu, but he also saved himself and avenged himself.

If it hadn't been for Li Mo's appearance, she might never have known that her enemy was the person closest to her.

Li Mo was cooking porridge in the kitchen, and a charming woman in red was sitting in the yard. Jingyu was fetching water from the well to wash the quilt.

Everything seemed so organized.

There are no servants or servants, but it has a warmer atmosphere.

Mrs. Hu was also infected by this atmosphere, and her heavy mood gradually improved a lot.

"Li...Mrs. Li, let me help you."

She was not as shameless as Yan Lingji who sat there waiting for the meal to be served, so she walked slowly to the side of Jing Salamander.

Just as he was about to lift the quilt from the wooden basin, the Frightened Salamander who was fetching water was so surprised that he threw the bucket away.

"No, no, um~ you are a guest, where can I let you come?"

She hurriedly rolled up the quilt again.

These are all the things she left behind, and she was too embarrassed to be caught and cleaned by others.

Yan Lingji also felt a little curious.

She had been here a while and knew that they changed the quilt almost every day.

No matter how clean you are, you don't need to change them so diligently, right?

It’s not like I wet the bed on it every day.

"After dinner, madam, let's hang out there first."

Li Mo's voice rescued Frightened Salamander in time.

After the meal, Li Mocai and Mrs. Hu sat down and talked about the future.

"If Madam doesn't mind... you can stay at my place from now on."

When talking about Mrs. Hu's whereabouts, Li Mo spoke thoughtfully.

That's what the Frightened Salamander meant last night.

Besides, Mrs. Hu is not an outsider either.

Yan Lingji has stayed, and one more Mrs. Hu is just a matter of having more pairs of chopsticks.

"Is this...is this inconvenient?"

Mrs. Hu frowned slightly, and there was always a hint of sadness in her eyebrows.

He asked cautiously and softly.

They live as a family of three, so what's the point of staying here for a long time?

Of course, Mrs. Hu regarded Yan Lingji as Li Mo's concubine.

But she thought this concubine was a bit strange.

The main wife was busy there, but she was wandering around idle.

"It doesn't matter. There are many rooms at home, and it will be more lively if Madam stays."

Jingyu finally finished washing the quilt successfully, wiped the water stains on his hands and walked in.

She is not a lively person.

Saying this is just to make Mrs. Hu feel at ease.

Mrs. Hu hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed under persuasion.

Yan Lingji held her chin in deep thought.

There are still a few empty rooms at home, and if this continues, they will all be filled sooner or later.

The news of Liu Yi's murder spread throughout Xinzheng last night.

This is the second high-ranking official in South Korea to die after Ji Wuye.

Li Mo is naturally responsible for the aftermath.

That night he entered the palace.

It is easier to work with Mrs. Mingzhu than with Hu Meiren.

"?? I'll give this to you. Just charge Liu Yi with treason."

Madam Mingzhu respectfully took the bamboo slip handed to her by Li Mo and said, "I understand."

After a pause, she asked again: "What about Mrs. Hu? If we are talking about treason, she will be wanted."

Li Mo muttered: "I threw myself into a well."

Mrs. Mingzhu said oh and understood what he meant.

Then his narrow eyes suddenly moved, and he asked tentatively: "Is she...where you are?"

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Li Mo pursed his lips: "You have too many questions."