Chapter 025 Infatuated Cousin
"They didn't tell me when something happened to you. They locked me in the mansion and didn't let me out until you left the capital. I... um... I rushed all the way day and night, and finally caught up with you." Li Yixuan started crying as he spoke.
"Tsk." Feng Aoqing heard an extremely impatient voice behind her.
"Oh, then you should go back soon! If you leave Beijing without reporting, you will probably be punished." Feng Aoqing asked with concern.
"But you, what are you going to do?" Li Yixuan stretched out his hand to grab Feng Aoqing's hand.
Feng Aoqing only felt someone pulling her, and when she stood firm, she saw Mo Beiyuan was already in front of her.
"Don't worry about it, my lord." Mo Beiyuan took his hand.
"How dare you say that! If my Ao Qing hadn't married you, how could she have suffered so much?! She hasn't had a single day of decent life! She's a daughter of a wealthy family, and now she's going into exile!"
"Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog."
"Yes! You are a chicken, a dog, and a beast!" Li Yixuan pointed at Mo Beiyuan's nose and said anxiously.
He is a gentle and elegant person, completely different from Mo Beiyuan. He has liked Feng Aoqing since he was a child and wanted to marry her, but Feng Aoqing was determined to marry Mo Beiyuan.
"Li Yixuan, I, the Prince of Jingzhao, am polite to you because I am your elder. Don't push your luck!"
"Look at Ao Qing, what is she wearing? She only wears Nanjin! Nanjin! What did she eat along the way? Cake? She only eats four large pastries and six small bowls!" Li Yixuan was so angry that his hands were shaking.
If this had happened in the past, when Mo Beiyuan still had status, he would not have dared to speak like this, even if his status was higher than his.
Seeing Feng Aoqing in such a miserable state today, I felt so distressed and I became bolder.
Mo Beiyuan clenched his fists, and Feng Aoqing hurriedly interrupted the two of them.
"Cousin, cousin, you're here to bring me something! Hurry up, or you'll get beaten if you're late!"
"Look at her! She's still getting beaten! Beaten! She's the only one who's ever beaten anyone, but has she ever been beaten herself..."
Li Yixuan was so anxious that he even forgot to ask the people kneeling on the ground to stand up.
He turned around and waved to his attendant, who hurriedly brought him several bundles.
When he was about to hand it to her, he saw that she only had two hands, so Li Yixuan called Jiang Yi up and said, "I will give each of you ten taels of gold now. After successfully sending my cousin to the place of exile, come to the Prince Zhao's Mansion to collect the remaining ten taels."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Jiang Yi responded quickly.
Li Yixuan handed the wallet to Feng Aoqing and asked the guards to put the other packages into the police car.
Jiang Yi didn't dare to say anything.
"Okay, cousin, you can go back! Thank you!" Feng Aoqing was still quite moved. If the original owner had not married Mo Beiyuan but married Li Yixuan, her life might have been better.
"When you run out of money, take my token to the bank when you meet Dacheng." Li Yixuan took out another token and handed it to Feng Aoqing.
"No need." Mo Beiyuan snatched the token from his hand and threw it back into Li Yixuan's hands.
"Hey!" Feng Aoqing was a little reluctant, but still said, "Forget it, so as to avoid your cousin causing you trouble."
"What should I do~! Ugh..."
"Don't worry, I'll write to you when I get there, and you can send me four large pastries and six small bowls." Feng Aoqing comforted.
Li Yixuan also knew that this was the emperor's order. He had no choice but to cry and see Feng Aoqing off. He was still reluctant to leave until he could no longer see Feng Aoqing.
Feng Aoqing weighed the wallet and found it was quite heavy, so she put it into her bag and carried it on her back.
She sewed a backpack for herself yesterday using the cloth bought by the postman, so that she could free up her hands and it would not be so tiring to carry the bag.
Everyone watched her put the things into the bag, but in fact she had already put the silver into the space, leaving only a little change.
Who knows if these people will come and steal her things.
There was a bag of crispy biscuits in the bag. If she carried it, it would definitely break, so Feng Aoqing simply shared it with them.
She gave a whole piece to her grandmother and wrapped another piece in a handkerchief for her to keep.
"You are not allowed to give it to anyone else, not even your grandchildren or great-grandchildren."
"Okay, I'm so old, and I still eat alone." Qin Lancui took the handkerchief and put it in her arms.
Feng Aoqing distributed the remaining pastries to others piece by piece.
Mo Shuyuan loves sweets the most. Her mouth was watering when she saw the four big pastries. It was obvious that Feng Aoqing would not share any with her.
She was furious when she saw that the four female prisoners all had it, so she started to whine again: "Humph, we've lived in the same room for five years, and we're still worse than a few murderers!"
"Yes, as opposed to." Feng Aoqing answered affirmatively.
Everyone just wants to have a taste of the sweetness as a token of their appreciation. There is no point in fighting for it.
Mo Beiyuan was very annoyed when he saw her busying around.
"Four......"
Just as he was about to speak, he saw Feng Aoqing take out a set of wrist guards from his arms.
She stopped Mo Beiyuan and put it on for him.
"I...I don't need..."
"I know. There are some leftovers. It would be a pity to throw them away, so I made a set for you." Feng Aoqing replied, and ran away before he could ask, "Are the four kinds of pastry delicious?"
Mo Beiyuan clearly felt that with this wrist guard, the iron chain hanging on his hand was much more comfortable.
"It's so ugly, what kind of words are you talking about!" He curled his lips and raised his hand towards Mo Nanzhou.
"Brother, this iron color is great! Don't you like iron color the most?" Mo Nanzhou took a look and thought it was pretty good.
"Scrap from making a bag." Mo Beiyuan discovered that Feng Aoqing's backpack and the wristband on her hand were made of the same fabric.
"These are two whole pieces of cloth, how can they be scraps? Scraps must have more stitches!" Mo Nanzhou pulled his wrist and looked at it from front to back, then said.
"This... is it like this!" Mo Beiyuan murmured.
"Brother, tell me, how much silver did my sister-in-law and cousin give her?" Mo Nanzhou leaned close to his ear and asked.
"Walk carefully! Don't worry about things that have nothing to do with you! The silver I gave you yesterday won't let you starve to death!" Mo Beiyuan had finally forgotten about Li Yixuan, but now Mo Nanzhou brought him up again.
"I'm just asking, why are you in such a hurry? There must be a lot of them anyway, wow..." Mo Nanzhou took advantage of his brother's anxiety and ran away quickly.
The backpack on his back was full, but not heavy, so he ran quite fast.
Sun Lingzhu, the eldest daughter-in-law of the second house, has recovered from the pain of her husband running away and has begun to fantasize that her husband will come to pick her up.
After brainwashing herself like this, she felt much better. While brainwashing herself, she also brainwashed her mother-in-law. The two of them evolved from constantly scolding each other to constantly fantasizing.
At this moment, Sun Lingzhu said to Fang Nianqiao: "Mother, you don't know, this prince was so desperate when they got married! He could only fall asleep by hugging his cousin's clothes every night, hehe..."
"You know so much? Were you under my cousin's bed?! Or on the bed? You hadn't even entered the Mo family at that time! You lived across the street from each other, so were you having an affair with him?" Feng Aoqing immediately hit back.
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