Chapter 111

Mo Qingxian glared at her and nodded, "not bad."

She's very smart. He ordered a little, and she already guessed it.

Zhao Xiaoling said, "if you can't leave, you can't leave. Let's find an inn."

"I'm afraid not."

"No?" Zhao Xiaoling twisted his eyebrows, "what reason are you looking for?"

Ink is idle and wants to say nothing.

Zhao Xiaoling saw him like this, blinked, voice dignified, "don't you plan to tell me?"

Ink carefree brush sleeve, voice faint, "now don't say also can't go."

"Say it."

Mo Qingxian is walking slowly.

Zhao Xiaoling kept up with her mouth curled.

"I told him that I am the son of the general's mansion. If he doesn't let us leave, the general's mansion will come to the Palace tomorrow to ask for help."

"How can you lie to him like that? No wonder he doesn't believe it. " Zhao Xiaoling rolled his eyes, "if you are really the son of the general's mansion, how can he not recognize it? That's all right. If you're really the son of the general's mansion, you'll know your identity early in the morning, and there won't be any forced retention. Why do you need to say it now? "

"If he doesn't believe it, will he let us go?" The ink is quiet and light.

Zhao Xiaoling glanced at him, his mind turned again and again, and said, "if he really believed in you, he would not doubt you. Since he doubted you, he should have half believed what you said, and then we came out of the palace. How do you know that he doubted you? Isn't someone following us? "

Words fall, she slanted an eye to look back, as expected see a person stealthily follow them.

Her eyes sank and she finally understood what he said.

"What shall we do now? You can't leave, you can't find an inn, you can't really go to the general's house, can you? "

"We have to go. Otherwise, we will be taken back to the palace by him immediately, and he will not be kind to us."

Zhao Xiaoling seems to suddenly understand what, staring at him, "you can't really be the son of the general's mansion?"

Before Mo Qingxian answered her, Zhao Xiaoling said, "no, it's impossible. You have been in Yanghe city for at least ten years. You can't be the son of the general's mansion. It's impossible."

Mo Qingxian smiles without saying anything.

When Zhao Xiaoling saw him like this, his eyes flashed, "are you really the son of the general's mansion? So why are you out there? How can you become a landlord? Why haven't you been told who you are? "

"It's a long story." The ink is quiet and warm.

Zhao Xiaoling's eyes flashed and said, "well, you are really the son of the general's mansion. You haven't been back for more than ten years. Should you have a bad life in the general's mansion? And not in favor. Are you sure we're going back? No, if we go to tell Shizi that we cheated him, maybe the result will be better. "

Mo Qingxian shook his head, "with this son's temperament, if we go back, we won't get anything good. Although the general's house is not good, no matter what, it's my home. Besides, I'm not a child."

It's not that easy to be bullied.

Although there was no expression on his face, she could tell from his words that he had a story.

After pursing his lower lip, Zhao Xiaoling suddenly thought of something and said to him, "there's one thing I don't understand. You're the son of the general's mansion. That's right, but why does the son of heaven let me leave with you? I have nothing to do with you. "

"I said, you are my wife, unmarried."

"What?" Zhao Xiaoling looked at him in shock.

Her voice was a little loud, which attracted many passers-by to look at them.

Zhao Xiaoling found it attractive, coughed softly, followed him for a few steps, then lowered his voice and said to him, "you lied to him like this, don't you plan to take me back to the general's house with such an identity?"

"Yes, do you agree?" Mo Qingxian asked carefully.

Zhao Xiaoling lowered his eyelids and shook his head, "no way."

Mo Qingxian glares at her without saying anything.

Zhao Xiaoling said quietly, "my identity will be punctured sooner or later when I enter the general's residence. Instead of doing so, I'd better wait for my son to find out something is wrong and arrest me. He asked me for medical treatment. It won't do anything to me. The most important thing is to lock me up."

"So you'd rather be taken back by him than go back to the general's house with me, pretending to be my wife?" He asked.

Zhao Xiaoling nodded.

Mo Qingxian droops his eyes, "then you and I will separate."

He dropped his words and left quickly.

Zhao Xiaoling looked at him in a daze. Did he leave her in this way?

"Hello..." She caught up with him all of a sudden.

"Don't you want to go back to the palace? What do you call me

He didn't sound very happy. His voice was cold and cold.

"You're not happy because I don't go back with you?" She blinked, looked at him and asked.

"How? How can I be unhappy? " He answered faintly, and his voice was very steady, so that people could not hear anything wrong. However, Zhao Xiaoling thought that he was not happy, and he was very unhappy.I don't know why, his attitude made her a bit embarrassed. She didn't want to follow him back to the general's house in such an identity, but she didn't want to see him so unhappy.

"What are you doing with me?" After a quiet walk, he spoke again.

Zhao Xiaoling glared at him and said, "let's find a place to sit down. Let me think about it, OK?"

"Good." After answering this, he stopped talking and went into a teahouse.

Inside, he found a table to sit down. Mo leisurely ordered a pot of tea and some snacks, as if he really came to drink tea.

Zhao Xiaoling sniffed the fragrance of tea in the teahouse, and his eyes narrowed. "There are many good teas in the teahouse, such as Biluochun, Longjing and Dahongpao. Tut tut."

Mo Qingxian's eyes brightened, "do you like tea very much?"

Zhao Xiaoling nodded, "tea is very fragrant, sweet taste, is..." It's one of the healthy and healthy drinks. I'm afraid he won't understand what he says.

"If you come back to the general's house with me, I'll give you the tribute tea from my general's house. It's said that it's a very rare tea. Every tea tree can produce a small pot in ten years, and the taste is extremely sweet."

Zhao Xiaoling glanced at him, his voice cool, "ten years to produce a small pot of tea? What kind of tea is that? What kind of tea tree only produces a small pot of tea in ten years? It's too few to collect a can in ten years, and when a can is full, it's old tea, not good tea. "

Mo Qingxian laughs, "that tea takes the leaf core to fry, a tea tree can only take one-third or two, and this tea tree is less, ten years to have a small pot, not really put a pot of tea for ten years."

"What kind of tea is so precious." Zhao Xiaoling tilted his head and was very curious.

Mo Qingxian looks at her with twinkling eyes, "do you want to see her? Would you like a drink? "

"Yes."

"Follow me to the general's house."

She suspected that he was abducting her, but there was no evidence.