Chapter 388

"Don't you always want to get rid of the nanny? I will send you away. "

Mo Beichen evil spirit a smile, one hand holding a spoon in the bird's nest porridge stir for a while, then scoop gas a spoon plug entrance.

"Wang..."

If the water opens its mouth, it seems that it wants to stop him from eating the bird's nest porridge, but in the end it just opens its mouth and watches him eat the bowl of bird's nest porridge clean.

It's not that she doesn't trust him, it's that He doesn't understand her at all.

He turned to look at Ah Xiang and said in a low voice.

"You wait outside."

A Xiang immediately showed a "understand" expression.

Conveniently will two people's room door to take, then a face happy color of stand outside.

Hum, I said she was mean. I didn't expect that the girl's means were no worse than others.

"If the water doesn't know what you're talking about, in the palace, if the water passes well, you don't want to get rid of anything."

If the water skims, the eyes are swept one by one on the desktop, suddenly the eyes squint.

Mo Beichen pick eyebrows, oh? Do you want his gold seal this time?

This Mo Yu still really dares to want.

Bird's nest porridge is not adulterated with superfluous things. It seems that he was supposed to be trapped last night, and he is also sure that he will not fall on the same heel twice.

Mo Beichen cold hum, give you the chance to get rid of, you don't, don't blame this king merciless!

"Then you step down. By the way, I will go to pick up the princess and go back to her house this evening. I don't want to send any more soup to me."

Mo Beichen's slender fingers knocked on the table.

If you listen to the water, isn't that an opportunity.

"If water understood."

Hastily carrying the empty bowl and tray then quickly back out.

This is just to find out if his gold seal is in the study. If it is, it will be more convenient to move in the evening.

In addition, he just said that he would go to Weifu to pick up Su Yueru at night.

So tonight It's her best time

……

Wei house, Su Yueru thought that Mo Beichen would be eager to pick her up that night, but he didn't expect that he let people send Rouge over, and told her to take care of Wei Changqing for two days.

When did that jealous man become so generous?

Su Yueru can't laugh or cry.

After Wei Changqing's high fever subsided, he had no problem. He just coughed incessantly, occasionally accompanied by some blood.

Su Yueru let people boil Pipa and Chuanbei stewed with Sydney. He almost ate three meals a day. When he ate, Wei Changqing almost vomited.

When Mo Beichen arrives, he sees Su Yueru with a spoon feeding Wei Changqing with Sydney. Even though he is heavy, he looks pale.

"Cough..." A light cough reminded them of his arrival.

Who knows that those two people are tacit understanding, just raised eyes to see him one eye, then lowered down again.

Instead, Su Yueru answered, "are you here?"

"I'm here to take you back to your house."

"Mr. Wei, it's very clean here. I'll go back after you've cleaned up all the things that hinder my eyes. By the way, pay attention to the peach seedlings planted in my backyard. They will blossom in spring next year, and they will have peaches in two years."

She cares more about the peach tree than he does.

Mo Beichen muttered, full of discontent.

"I'm hungry, too."

"If water girl didn't give you stew?"

What's the matter with Guan Ruoshui?

Well, he did eat a bowl of bird's nest porridge, but it was made by abi. She was only responsible for serving it to him.

Eyebrows slightly pick, glancing at the side of the rouge hanging head, the man quickly covered his mouth, shaking his head, back two steps.

Mo Beichen hummed softly, even if he shook his head and didn't admit it, he knew it must be her.

"Then you should know that I didn't eat it. Besides, I don't like fish soup. I only like burnt lotus seed soup."

Then he took two steps forward and put his hands around her back.

Su Yueru's face flushed with dryness. She turned her head and raised her hand to give the man a "one finger zen".

"Let you still think about it."

"It's not that I'm still thinking about it. It's your servant girl who reminds me."

Then he glanced at the rouge of waving his hand and shaking his head.

The eyes were full of innocence.

Why does she always die.

Rouge is almost tearful.

Wei Changqing raised his mouth slightly. For so many years, he had never seen Mo Beichen smile like this. He even joked.

In his impression, this little uncle has always been a very serious person, so serious that even people who are familiar with him will not laugh or talk, and even have a cold face all the year round.

It is said that there are many rumors that he is a cold faced God of war, and that he is a cold faced impermanence or a cold faced devil.

After all, it's a zombie face.If he smiles, it's really scary.

Mo Beichen glanced at Wei Changqing, as if he noticed that he was still lying on the bed.

"If you don't die, you'll be blessed."

"Cough..."

Wei Changqing coughed lightly. He survived 23 years ago, but he didn't see any aftereffects. On the contrary, the bone of his illness is to upset his body, his temperament and his life.

Su Yueru is right. This is his life.

"By the way, my king's gold seal, half a day's work, can make a flawed fake?"

"Half a day?"

"No way?"

"You look down on me too much. I don't know how many fake gold seals you made, and your token, eh..."

Looking at that person's more and more heavy facial expression, Su Yueru quickly closed her mouth, she seemed to say something extraordinary.

"I'll settle with you later."

He took out his gold seal from his arms and threw it into Su Yueru's hand.

"Make me a fake."

"Give me a knife, radish, inkpad, gold powder..."

Voice did not fall, only west wind carrying a small box came in, glanced at Su Yueru, that face helpless, let Su Yueru some Leng.

"This..."

"Do you think you can cheat me?"

Mo Beichen eyebrows slightly pick, some funny rubbed rubbed her face.

"One hour is enough for you?"

"Enough."

……

An hour later, Mo Beichen took the gold seal, which could hardly tell the true from the false. He once again sighed at Su Yueru's craftsmanship. He had known for a long time that she was not good at it.

"What do you think?"

Su Yueru rubbed her eyes, stretched and yawned a lot.

After the first three months, pregnant vomiting is much better, but this sleepiness has not been given up.

"Like, how can you tell the true from the false?"

Even Mo Beichen himself can't see it.

Su Yueru thought about it, took the gold seal in his hand, pressed it on the red mud, pulled a piece of white paper, and pressed it on the white paper.

"What do you see?"

Mo Beichen shakes his head, out of his taboo, and see no problem.

Su Yueru picked up the paper and showed it to him in front of the candle. The word "fool" could be seen in the red mud.