[69 Book Bar-www.] "You girl, sometimes thinking about the joyful world, sometimes thinking about the leisurely life, sometimes feeling soft and tender again..." He stroked her head docilely and sighed, "You're the end of it."

What kind of life do you want?”

"I want any kind." Mo Qingwu looked up at him, chuckled, and said unrestrainedly with the intention of drinking, "I am a greedy person. Whether it is a happy world or a leisurely life, as long as there is a caring person.

It’s happier to be with you than being an emperor.”

"Happy world, leisurely life is happier than being an emperor?" He laughed and pinched her face, "You are not the emperor, how could you know that the emperor is not as happy as you?"

"I can think of it..." Mo Qingwu gently brushed away his hand and pinched it in his hand, "Since ancient times, the emperor enjoys rich clothes and delicious food, living in the jade palace of Qionglou, with a noble status and a noble status

..., they are the emperor, the nobles of the nine fives, and they are above them, and the world has to look up to them..."

Mo Qingwu burped and his mind was a little heavy, "But the higher he stood, the fewer people could accompany them. They rarely had real friends, they could not hear the truth, but had a lot of enemies;

Not to mention, if you want to be a wise emperor, most people will care about the world. For the sake of the overall situation, sometimes you have to sacrifice family, love, and friendship..."

Her mind became heavier and heavier, "They own the world, but they cannot enjoy the family happiness of ordinary people, the love of husband and wife. They have supreme power, but they still have simple happiness that they desire but cannot have..."

Why is his hands getting colder? The alcohol makes her unable to think. Mo Qingwu put his hands in her palm, closed her eyes, and murmured, "So what if the status is high? Where is it cold at a high place?

, The emperor is actually the loneliest and pitiful person in the world..."

Mo Qingwu's voice became weaker and finally lost to the invasion of alcohol. She snuggled in his arms and fell asleep deeply.

"Xiao Lianhong, mom, I'm sorry for you..."

In the hazy state, it seemed as if he felt his hand trembling deeply, and the alcoholism made her unable to think, so she fell asleep desperately.

When I woke up, it was already sunny. Mo Qingwu sat up from the bed with a slightly painful head, and woke Mu Zi who was dozing on the bed. She hurriedly supported me: "Miss, wake up."

Mo Qingwu rubbed her temples, "Am I still in the General's Mansion? When is it?"

"It's almost the hour of You." Mu Zi saw her sitting firmly, let go of her and poured her a cup of tea. "This is the guest room of the General's Mansion, and General Ji arranged for the girl to rest here."

As he was talking, Ji Ping'an rushed in with great enthusiasm: "Sister Carmen hasn't woken up yet?" Seeing Mo Qingwu sitting on the bed, he rushed over excitedly, sat on the eaves of the bed, and said angrily: "Sister has finally woken up, no

Thinking of a glass of wine, it will make my sister drunk. If you don’t know how to drink, don’t drink it.”

"I'm sorry to let you go." Mo Qingwu looked at her with a smile. Seeing that I rubbed my forehead from time to time, she said to Mu Zi: "I asked the kitchen to cook sober soup for my sister, you can bring it over."

"Mu Zi is not from the General's Mansion, why are she running around in the mansion?" Mo Qingwu shook her head and stood up and said, "I have woken up by the wine now, so I have to go back."

"Oh, no, you're dizzy, how can you go back..." Ji Ping'an pressed Mo Qingwu, "I'll let the maid take her over." He said that, and asked the little maid waiting outside the door to take Xiaohong with him.

I served the hangover soup in the kitchen, then closed the door and sat back to my bed.

Mo Qingwu smiled and looked at her: "What do you have to say before Mu Zi can say it?"

Her face turned red and she was slightly embarrassed: "How do you know sister?"

Haha, at least I have lived more than ten years than you. Mo Qingwu smiled and said nothing. She stumbled for a long time before she said something: "I..., I want to apologize to my sister."

"Apology?" Mo Qingwu was stunned and smiled, "Where are you talking about?"

"Well..." Her face turned redder, "Today's poetry fight was actually discussed with several sisters early in the morning. The rumors in the market made us misunderstand my sister. Sister Ruolan was unfair to warm up her sister.

,so……"

So I want to show me some color? Mo Qingwu smiled, took Ji Ping'an's hand and said, "Pingan, can I call you Ping'an?"

She nodded quickly, and Mo Qingwu smiled and said, "I remember I told you that I never thought of marrying into the general's mansion."

"I remember." Ping'an nodded and said with a red face, "But I didn't believe it at the time, but today after reading these two poems from my sister, I know that my sister is also a kind of person, and she is definitely not the kind of person who is determined to climb on the dragon and attach to the phoenix.

Vulgar woman. I talked to my sisters about you this afternoon, and they all admire you very much."

"I admire me? What do I have to admire?" Mo Qingwu was surprised. Those daughters were not ordinary daughters. They were all full of poetry and books, and were all girls with some thoughts. Mo Qingwu smiled.

He said: "I only admire you. Everyone is very eloquent. At a young age, it is not simple. Does Ping An also like to read Buddhist scriptures? He can actually make a sentence that "there is a twelve springs of empty and crazy people, and the suffering of accumulation and extinction of the Tao and other dusts"?

"I wonder what she was doing when she was twelve years old? She was still playing mud and fighting street fights with the children of neighbors? These ancient people were really precocious.

"Buddhist scripture?" Ping'an was stunned and smiled embarrassedly, "Did you say I wrote that poem? My sister broke me. That was what I asked my master Mr. Qiu to help me. How could I have that poem?

Talent? Not to mention me, even those sisters today are really talented women from our Tianzhao Kingdom. Their poems were not written at that time, they all thought about them for a few days. My poems were captured, and they

That's not, so we have to admire my sister, and you are really speaking out."

"I said, how could you know the Four Noble Truths of suffering, accumulation, and death at a young age?" So that's it. Mo Qingwu said that in ancient times, wasn't it advocated that women have no talent and virtue? Those ladies are

It is also amazing to have such talent in this social environment. Mo Qingwu smiled and said, "Your husband must be a knowledgeable man."

"Mr. Qiu really reads all kinds of books, and also reads Buddhist scriptures." Ji Ping'an nodded and said embarrassedly, "No wonder my sister asked this. It turns out that the poem is famous. I just need to have the word "wine" in it.

Didn't think so much."

"If your husband heard you speak like this, he would be furious." Mo Qingwu laughed out loud, and Ping An also smiled foolishly. Although this child is arrogant, he is rare innocence and pure, Mo Qingwu laughed.
Chapter completed!