Mo Xi kept her usual silence. Her attitude completely angered Long Qianjue. He suddenly held her clothes tightly with both hands and used a little force, making her cold eyes look at her sharp eyes, with anger.
He said angrily: "I spent so much effort to please you, marry you, pamper you in every way, and endure it again and again. Do you... really think that I have such good patience?"
Mo Xi's cold little face flashed a bit of complexity, which was a bit of Ding'er's reaction. Long Qianjue swallowed his throat. The softness in his arms really made him unable to suppress himself. He was really worried that he could not control his emotions.
, I couldn't help but force her to ask for it.
He didn't want to hurt her anymore, and he was worried that her foot injury would not fully recover. He was afraid that he would lose control. Long Qianjue suddenly pulled away from her and slammed the door angrily.
Hearing the door slammed, Mo Xi knew that Long Qianjue was very angry this time. She lay motionless on the bed and stared blankly at the pillars and beams on the roof. She had to admit that her mind was blank. She originally thought she had slap her.
He would never have spared her lightly after slapping him, but he didn't expect that he would leave in anger, which was indeed a bit beyond her expectations.
The next day, the tiny sunlight shone into the courtyard, and Hong Ling trotted over with an excited expression: "Miss, Miss, the guards at the door have retreated, as if the prince asked them all to retreat."
"In other words...we can walk around the mansion at will now?" Mo Xi's tone was very calm and she said lightly: "I happened to be bored in this yard, so let's go out for a walk."
"That's great, Miss, the prince must believe in your innocence." Hong Ling couldn't help but say excitedly. What she hopes most now is to see the lady and the prince reconcile. Of course, it's best not to have that Meng Rushi again
It's better to appear.
I really come to whatever I want. Mo Xi and Hong Ling had just walked out of Fengyayuan when they saw two people walking towards each other. Long Qianyi looked away from home and looked at Fengyayuan. Mo Xi was again
When I saw him, my heart also tightened.
She didn't know what tricks Long Qianjue was going to play, so what did she come here for no reason with Long Qianyi? In short, he felt that his intention was extraordinary and he was definitely not good intentions.
"Xi'er, Qianyi said that a new actress has come to the theater in the south of the city. I asked me to go to see the show together. I miss your foot injury just not long, so I want to take you out for some breath." Long Qianjue's mellow and sexy voice
, still so intoxicating.
When Long Qianjue said, Long Qianyi was obviously happy and agreed with the emperor's words: "Yes, my sister-in-law, go to the theater with us to watch the show. It's so boring to be in Fengyayuan every day..."
Mo Xi originally wanted to refuse, but when he saw Long Qianjuerao's interest-minded eyes staring at her, the inherent rebellious factor began to play a role. Did he want to see if she rejected the Fourth Prince? OK,
She just didn't, so she had to agree!
"Okay, I don't seem to have been in the garden for a long time. It's better to have a day to choose a day, so I'll go and have a look today." When Mo Xi said, the handsome face engraved by Long Qianjue froze slightly.
The woman really didn't know how to live or die. He deliberately brought her fourth brother over here to make her reject him, so she could break Qianyi's thoughts, but unexpectedly she responded.
Just as he was thinking, Long Qianyi, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but urged: "Okay, let's go quickly. Brother, please ask someone to prepare a carriage. The prince's foot is just injured, so it's better to walk less."
Long Qianjue's deep eyes dimmed, and he glanced at Chi Yan who was accompanying him. Chi Yan retreated knowingly, probably to prepare the carriage.
Hong Ling did not accompany her, and Mo Xi and her group soon came to the theater. The drama performed today is "Peony Pavilion", which tells the story of Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei's life and death, breaking through the shackles of feudal etiquette and pursuing happy love.
story.
Mo Xi sat on the left and Long Qianjue on the right. During the show, Long Qianjue looked at his side several times, and happened to see Long Qianyi's dodging eyes, and he couldn't help but swallow it secretly.
Throat.
But at this moment, Chi Yan walked from behind, attached himself to Long Qianjue's ear and said a few words. Long Qianjue's eyebrows were frowned, and he looked back at the gate of the theater. The next moment he slowly stood up and headed for the theater.
Walking outside the garden, Mo Xi quietly looked in his direction after he left his seat and saw a familiar figure at the entrance of the theater.
Mengru from Hongxianglou came sometime, but she actually knew that Long Qianjue had come here. It can be seen that their relationship is really extraordinary. Mo Xi couldn't help but curse herself.
Just as Mo Xi was staring at Long Qianjue and Mengru in a daze, Long Qianyi, who was standing beside him, was staring at her side face for a moment, and a trace of loss was flashed across her deep eagle eyes.
Mo Xi saw Meng Ru from afar and didn't know what she said to Long Qianjue. She saw her tender horns sometimes stroking her lower abdomen, with pitiful eyes and looking at her lower abdomen. Mo Xi felt her mind was blank in an instant.
She seemed to realize something. Mengru was pregnant and pregnant with Long Qianjue's child.
"Fourth Prince, is there a back door here?" Mo Xi turned slowly, her eyes lost focus. She only knew that she wanted to leave now and could not stay for a moment.
Long Qianyi was slightly stunned, and seemed a little confused by the woman's sudden reaction. However, Mo Xi's pale face also made him feel heartbroken. The woman he liked was very sad at this moment, but it was not because of him. This feeling was very uncomfortable.
But Long Qianyi knew very well where he was and he was not qualified to ask her to love him.
"Yes." He responded in a low voice. Before Long Qianyi could finish his words, his big hand had been held by Mo Xi. Her little hand was cold and she spoke in a trembling voice: "Please bring me some advice, please."
I'll leave, please-"
Mo Xi's voice was very light, but it hit Long Qianyi's heart like a rock. The thin layer of mist in her eyes hurt Long Qianyi's heart like a sharp needle.
Without thinking at all, Long Qianyi tightened the tenderness in his hand and slipped out of the back door of the theater with Mo Xi's head without looking back.
Sliding out of the theater, Long Qianyi jumped into the car, easily took Mo Xi on his horse, and then ran all the way out of the city, as if dinosaur Qianjue was chasing him from behind.
Mo Xi sat quietly in front of the horse, leaning gently against Long Qianyi's chest, his cold eyes lost their agility and looked a little dull.