Qi Mo's return in safety seemed to tell everyone in a special way that Prince Rui's Mansion had narrowly escaped from this massive whirlpool of disaster, and was also a faint warning to some people who were ready to take action, no matter how serious it was.
Despite all the disasters, Prince Rui’s Mansion remains an unshakable peak.【】
Now that the person has been delivered, the father-in-law bowed and said goodbye. Qi Mo was in a good mood. Although he didn't want to see Qi Mu's people, he still rewarded him generously. The palace sedan gradually went away, and Zhong Qingye was nestled in Qi Mo's arms.
He looked up and asked, "Are you okay?"
There were many people in front of the house, so she shouldn't have said anything, but Zhong Qingye was restless and uneasy. During the day and night she lost contact with Qi Mo, although the reason in her heart kept reminding her that Qi Mo would be fine,
But there is always a feeling of uneasiness. Even if it is him, I still have to get a personal answer from him to feel relieved.
Qi Mo lowered his head and took a deep look at Zhong Qingye. Her haggardness was so obvious, and exhaustion almost covered her entire body. He knew without asking that she must not have rested for a long time. Even though she was isolated in the palace,
Qi Mo knew very well that the success of Prince Rui's Mansion in this witchcraft case was all due to Zhong Qingye.
What should he do? He asked himself, he was getting more and more trapped in her whirlpool and couldn't get out. He wished he could put her in his pocket and carry her with him day and night; he wished he could rub her into her bones and be with him.
Integrated into one; I wish I could hold her firmly in my hand and not allow anyone to pry.
His green leaves...
What should I do? He can't live without her anymore...
"Qi Mo?...What's wrong with you?" Seeing Qi Mo not speaking for a long time, Zhong Qingye thought something was wrong with him. He hurriedly reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes and said anxiously: "Did you feel something...ah..."
Before Zhong Qingye finished speaking, Qi Mo suddenly bent down, picked her up and walked towards the house. Zhong Qingye was caught off guard and had to reach out and put his arms around his neck, and said in surprise: "What are you doing?"
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Qi Mo didn't answer, but stretched out his hand slightly to press her head on his shoulder, and said in a stiff tone: "Rest."
Zhong Qingye struggled to raise his head, looked at him, and said seriously: "There are still many things to solve. You just came back, and many situations are unclear. How can I..."
"Rest!" Qi Mo pressed her head on his shoulder with more force, and said in a cold tone: "I will take care of the rest. You, rest!"
Zhong Qingye: "..."
The prince hugged the princess tightly in the palace in public without any scruples. Even though the two were a well-known couple, this kind of intimate behavior was still a bit unruly. The young maid blushed and lowered her head shyly, but her heart
I silently envy Zhong Qingye for having such a good husband. Of course, I am just envious, not jealous at all.
The man smiled heartily, jokingly teasing the blushing maid, and a large number of people walked into the palace playfully. The laughter spread into the air, becoming the only joy in the bustling Jingyang City.
The prince and the princess, one is upright and the other is extraordinary, they are really a perfect match...
The servants of Prince Rui's Mansion, ranging from the old man who was all pale and pale, to the teenage girls and men, sighed inwardly and silently wished the two of them could grow old together and never be separated.
Because of Qi Mo's presence, the three girls Chun Xia Qiu naturally didn't know how to make light bulbs and had already run away playing with everyone. Qi Mo carried Zhong Qingye all the way back to the new house, wearing the same clothes as when he left, with neat bedding.
The man lying on the bed looked down, and without saying anything, he gently placed Zhong Qingye on the bed and reached out to untie her clothes.
Zhong Qingye's face turned red and he hurriedly reached out to grab his hand: "What are you going to do?"
Qi Mo gave her a cold look, his eyes narrowed and strange, making Zhong Qingye feel depressed. Unexpectedly, he cleared his throat and said slowly: "Do you like to rest in your clothes?"
Zhong Qingye's face turned red, and then he realized that he had misunderstood what he meant, but he couldn't admit it, so he could only say: "Of course not, I'm just not used to others undressing me."
Qi Mo glanced at her deeply, his eyes so penetrating that Zhong Qingye almost doubted whether he was wearing his own disguise. Just as they were awkwardly arguing, he heard Qi Mo say matter-of-factly: "I'll get used to it in the future."
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"What are you talking about?!" Zhong Qingye's pretty face turned red and she looked at him angrily. Her angry look was cute and cute, which made Qi Mo's heart happy. He didn't need to think too much or answer her words. He just lowered his head and said viciously.
Stop that unforgiving mouth.
Zhong Qingye was shocked and was thrown onto the bed by Qi Mo. Their lips and teeth were clasped together, and the sound of water was sticky. She did not attack Qi Mo as viciously as before. It seemed that after this storm, she finally felt a little clearer.
He reached out his hand and gently hugged Qi Mo's neck, pulling him tight and deepening the kiss.
After a kiss, Zhong Qingye vaguely thought that she might have found what she wanted.
After the long kiss, Zhong Qingye huddled in Qi Mo's arms with a blushing face, huddled up like a kitten, her whole body was lazily, her red and swollen lips were slightly broken, revealing an ambiguous aura.
Qi Mo circled her, stroked her long hair, and said lightly: "What reward do you want?"
"award?"
"Um."
Zhong Qingye suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head and looked at him with sparkling eyes. Qi Mo, who looked sparkling, said amusingly: "Is it okay to have anything you want?"
"Yeah." Except leaving me.
"Yeah!" Zhong Qingye made a v-shaped gesture in a tacky way, not caring that others didn't understand, and threw himself into Qi Mo's arms with a treacherous smile: "I want money!"
"..."
"Isn't it possible?" Zhong Qingye's mouth suddenly became deflated, and he looked at him resentfully: "Obviously it's you who can say whatever you want, stingy!"
Qi Mo laughed, and the curve of his lips was light and pleasant. He stretched out his hand to hug the disobedient person tightly again, and said lightly: "I didn't say I couldn't."
"Then...!" Zhong Qingye suddenly became excited again.
"I was just wondering, why do you love money so much?"
Zhong Qingye's pupils moved slightly, and an unknown emotion flashed across her crystal eyes quickly, and disappeared before anyone could notice it.
"Who doesn't love money in this world? Don't change the subject. Can you tell the truth quickly?" She said with a serious face, pretending to be fierce.
Qi Mo looked at her quietly for a while, his eyes clear and devoid of any emotion. After a while, he pressed her down on the bed and said lightly: "When this matter is over, I will give you whatever you want."