A sudden wedding disrupted the original rhythm of life in Xintang Town.
Although it is sudden, the people living here like this kind of thing very much.
Everyone is willing and willing to indulge in some wedding joy to give this year's difficult winter a little bit of color.
Farmers on the street came to help one after another, and the small courtyard was overcrowded all day long.
No matter the reason, the people are happy as long as they are busy.
But those who stared at this small house all day seemed confused.
Bai Song watched from the door. There were too many people preparing at home, and there was no place for him to stay.
After hearing the news, Li Changsheng rushed over quickly.
Unlike some people who came before, Li Changsheng did not express any congratulations. Instead, he stopped in front of Bai Song and asked in disbelief: "Is this the answer you gave me?"
Li Changkun was very angry. For the first time, Bai Song saw these young, clear, and confusing eyes showing a gloomy and depressed expression.
Bai Song knew where the other person's emotional changes came from.
No matter what the reason is, this Third Highness obviously doesn't want to be just the Third Highness forever, even though he pretends to be harmless.
But it seems that this alone cannot achieve what he wants.
The appearance of Bai Song could change the dilemma he encountered, but he would never want to see Bai Song move in the opposite direction to him.
After hearing that Bai Song handed over the blueprint of the Shenwu cannon, Li Changkun couldn't sit still.
He really couldn't understand why Bai Song made such a decision?
Bai Song had no intention of talking to him, and there were many people who couldn't understand Bai Song's decision.
And Bai Song needed their own doubts.
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At the same time, Qing'er has returned to her old house.
As a bride to be married, she has to stay in her room from the moment she returns home until the sedan arrives to welcome her.
Qing'er is also thinking about this question, why did everything happen so suddenly?
Although she was looking forward to this moment, there were some things she always wished she could understand more clearly.
Qing'er was thinking that several old ladies had prepared several dresses and wanted Qing'er to try them on.
After all the tossing, Qing'er had no time to think too much.
After ordering the dress, Mr. Mo suddenly appeared at the door.
"grandfather……"
For some reason, Qing'er felt a little flustered when she saw her grandfather, her cheeks were slightly red, and she lowered her head.
Mr. Mo smiled, looked at several old ladies and nodded, signaling them to leave first.
The old woman left with her dress, and Mr. Mo walked in with a smile on his face.
"It's clear. In the blink of an eye, even this girl like you will be married."
Qing'er didn't know how to answer, but she became even more shy and didn't dare to raise her head.
"This is a great joy, why should you be coy? Grandpa is very happy that you can have a husband you like."
"Thank you, grandpa."
Qing'er responded softly.
Mr. Mo sat down with a smile and motioned for Qing'er to sit down as well.
"Speaking of which, Bai Song's change was a bit sudden. Grandpa thought you would have more time to strengthen your relationship. I didn't expect that boy to make a decision so quickly. What happened between you?"
Qing'er was slightly startled when she heard the question. She also expected that her grandfather must have something to do when he came over.
When Qing'er saw her grandfather's expression, she had already guessed the doubts in his heart.
In fact, everyone has the same doubts. What is Bai Song planning?
Qing'er frowned slightly: "Actually... nothing happened between the granddaughter and the young master... except that the young master is still so greedy in nature, and it is inevitable that he will take some advantage, but nothing really happened between us."
"Nothing happened..." Mr. Mo also frowned, pinched his beard, and thought carefully, "But why...there is something fishy about this matter, that boy must be planning something. It's clear, you have to
Let’s figure this out.”
"Grandpa, how should my granddaughter speak about this?"
"After you get married tomorrow, you have to pay more attention to him. You can't relax on his every move. Now the Shenwu Cannon has just started to be made. I don't know how many difficulties there will be in the process. No matter what, you have to stabilize this person. Don't be fooled.
What kind of treacherous plot did he use to escape?"
Qing'er didn't speak, just nodded silently.
Mr. Mo stood up, frowned and prepared to leave.
Seeing grandpa about to leave, Qing'er shouted softly: "Grandpa..."
Mr. Mo looked back: "Qing'er, what else can you do?"
Qing'er hesitated to speak, and finally shook her head: "No...it's nothing."
Qing'er wants to tell the master that the blueprint of the Shenwu Cannon is more important to him than his granddaughter.
But after thinking about it, Qing'er didn't speak after all.
Because she knew very well that even if she said it, her grandfather would not believe it. Instead, she would be even more cautious, thinking that this wedding would be a trap for the young master.
Qing'er sat down a little dejectedly, as if she felt no joy in her heart because of the wedding.
Apart from false congratulations, the rest is all suspicion.
Even his own grandfather was more concerned about Mr. Bai's motives and plans. That sentence of relief was full of perfunctory, just to pave the way for subsequent inquiries.
Qing'er knew from the beginning that she was far less important than the Shenwu Cannon.
After all, Shenwu Cannon is related to national affairs. One person, no matter what his status, can never be compared with a country.
Qing'er had been mentally prepared for a long time, but for some reason, she felt this weight on the day before the wedding, and Qing'er felt a twinge of pain in her heart.
It seems that in this place where the Mo family gathers, no one cares about Miss Mo's marriage.
She was willing to become a pawn of the Mo family, but she didn't get any attention.
The strange sense of disparity made Qing'er lose interest. She thought she was back home, but suddenly she seemed to be a passerby without any sense of belonging.
Qing'er didn't want to admit it, but looking back on the experiences of the past two years, everyone in the Mo family seemed to have changed to varying degrees.
Everyone in the Mohist family is busy working towards the great cause of revival, and at the same time they are gradually becoming fanatical and unscrupulous.
Qing'er watched at the window for a while, but no one came into the room to disturb her.
Looking at the smiles of the servants in the courtyard, Qing'er felt a little hypocritical, then closed the window, sat on the bed and silently waited for the passage of time.
In a daze, Qing'er thought of Bai Song. Compared with being locked up in the Mo family's room, Qing'er suddenly missed the days when she managed Mo Bai's bank in Chang'an.
Although I had to take care of some shady things, there was no heavy mission or hesitation at that time.
Thinking about it, an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Qing'er's mouth. She didn't know what she thought of, and her face was full of longing.
At this time, Qing'er was a little impatient and suddenly wanted to get married early and leave these familiar and strange people.
If you want to find a sense of belonging, you must be by your side.
