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After bidding farewell to Yu Qingfeng and Zhou An, Su Qingjiao went back alone.

After Zhou An spoke of his fate, Su Qing Yin and Yu Qingfeng chatted for a long time. There, she had a rough understanding of her mother, Su Luo Lan, and a blurry image was being constructed.

She seemed to see a woman sitting on a swing, stroking her belly. There was hesitation and hesitation in his eyes, but more of it was anticipation.

Su Qing Jiu lightly wiped the corner of his eyes. She imagined that the anticipation was for her.

"I'm really feeling more and more sad. How can I expect such a thing?" "Su Qing Jiu, you're Su Jiu'er too. Your heart is black, but it's also cold." The bitter smile on his face gradually turned into an ice-cold and cruel smile.

He had forgotten about the negative emotions and he had forgotten about the desolation.

That day, Su Qing Jiu had forgotten how he had returned to Mo King's Manor. He only remembered that on the road she walked, there was no one that was close to her. The usually laughing wangfei was instantly replaced with a completely different appearance. Even she felt a lingering fear.

When he woke up again, it was already morning of the second day.

Su Qing Jiu leaned against the window, his black hair hanging down. The hair on her forehead was slightly covering her eyes. She tried to move it backwards, but the more she moved, the worse it became. When he was in a bad mood, things didn't seem to go well.

"Qi Mo Xuan, my hair …"

The words that came out of his mouth caused Su Qing Jiu to be shocked. It seemed that it was more appropriate for her to call it a green spirit.

"Ha ~ What's wrong with me?" He ran his fingers through his long hair to cover his eyes. When faced with someone as weak as Su Qing Jiu, he felt both laughable and sorrowful.

"What do you want me to do? "I've just brought you a lotus seed soup." Qi Mo Xuan held the lotus seed soup in one hand and turned the wheelchair in the other and walked over to Su Qing Jiu's side. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. Doing such a thing would take a lot of effort.

Qi Mo Xuan placed the silver spoon on the table and turned the wheelchair to face Su Qing's bed. He said what he was concerned about and said, "I've done what you promised yesterday. The Soup Dumplings from the Changle Workshop have been delivered. "But your husband is very jealous of how you said you want to cook …"

"I told you that you went out yesterday to catch a cold and did not feel well, so you did not make any pastries. "Wait until the opening day of the restaurant, then invite little sister Huan'Er to have a taste."

"Hmm? "Then doesn't that mean Wu Yan will also go that day? Then how much income will I receive from that day?" Su Qing said while moving his left hand slightly. Su Qing Jiu muttered to himself.

"Jiu'er, your husband is here! "Don't mention the names of other men in front of your husband. Your husband will be jealous." For some reason, Su Qing Jiu suddenly changed.

She lay there unmoving on the bed. He was really scared, so she just fell asleep like that.

"Qi Mo Xuan, I really want to have someone I miss, but I can't remember anyone else …" Su Qing said in a choked voice. She hugged Qi Mo Xuan as she sobbed, "Qi Mo Xuan, what if I forget about you one day?" "You still won't come looking for me."

"I do. If you forget about me one day, then let's get to know each other again …"

A new understanding? Su Qing Jiu felt his head aching a little. He asked unclearly: "Then, if you let me down in the future and I forget about you, will you come and find me again?"

In a word, what if he died? Qi Mo Xuan's hand stopped mid-air. He did not know if he should continue down, should he hug Su Qing Jiu, or let go?

What did she want? He never seemed to ask. Could he give her everything she wanted?

Su Qing Jiu stopped choking and whispered into Qi Mo Xuan's ear, "Xuan, I won't forget about you, but if I decide to forget about you one day, don't come looking for me."

Putting his hands down, Qi Mo Xuan embraced Su Qing Jiu and whispered, choked with emotions, "Jiu Er, if there comes a day like this, can I ask for your forgiveness? I really have a reason I can't say. "

Liquor, there was always so much helplessness in life that he had to bear. How can I choose to do what they think I should do without hurting you?

Gratitude, hatred, hegemony. This was never what he wanted, but he had walked this path. How could he turn back as he walked further and further away?

"Jiu'er, don't sleep. "Eat something, then rest …"

Qi Mo Xuan was helpless. In just a moment, he heard Su Qing Jiu's even breathing. I wonder what kind of system Su Qing Jiu has, to be so addicted to sleep?

Fortunately, when someone fed her, she would open her mouth and swallow. This reaction was better than nothing.

"Your Highness, a guest has come to visit. He said that he's an old friend from the north, do you want to meet him? "

"What does it look like?" After covering Su Qing Jiu with a blanket, Qi Mo Xu asked.

"Reporting to Your Highness, there is an old and a young person outside the Manor. Her hair had already turned white. She said that she knew the wangfei. "If the prince doesn't let him in, he'll go straight to the wangfei!"

The matter of the King's Manor seemed to be relying more on Su Qing Jiu. Qi Moxuan pinched the bridge of his nose. If Su Qing Jiu was really in charge, then he would have nothing to do. But now he had to do it himself.

Others could not do all the work for him.

"Have them wait for me in the yard, and have them prepare more food in the kitchen.

Qi Moxuan turned the wheelchair and left. After closing the door, he felt a little uneasy. He said, "You guys keep an eye on my consort. When she wakes up, you'll definitely kill me first."

A few whooshing sounds seemed to have found their place. Qi Moxuan nodded in satisfaction. These people were not bad at all.

"Uncle Zhou, you're here …"

"Little bastard, why didn't you tell your Uncle Zhou when we got married?"

"Uncle Zhou, I didn't really want to marry under the imperial edict. It was just that I had no other choice." Qi Moxuan said as he added oil to the fire.

Actually, he was still very grateful for the marriage agreement. He had gotten rid of Duanmu Mingyue, and Su Qing Jiu was even more interesting than the others.

"Is the surname of your little daughter-in-law Su?" Zhou An asked directly.

After yesterday, he looked for the matter with Su Qing Jiu. There were basically no good things, but he had already done all the other things, and he had not done many things.

"Uncle Zhou, be more polite, that's our situation." Qi Mo Xuan retorted.

He felt like he had no bottom line when these people talked, and he felt like his temper was slowly changing when he interacted with them.

"Although it is an imperial decree that I am to be married to her, I think she is very good. Uncle Zhou should have seen her before, right? Is she very smart? "

Zhou An did not want to say anything about Su Qing Jiu's intelligence. However, what exactly was Qi Moxuan's choice?

"Uncle Zhou, did you come to see me to remind me something?" Qi Mo Xuan's face was cold. He didn't want to hear about tasks, but some of them he didn't want to do, so no one did.