Chapter 335 These two are definitely not husband and wife
The next day, Song Yanxi got up early on purpose and used the peach wood hairpin that Mo Jinchuan had brought back from the town to simply tie her hair into a bun.
When she was leaving, Aunt Wu chased her out and stuffed a maroon headscarf into her hand, admonishing her, "Remember to wear it later. Don't refuse to wear it because it looks ugly."
She didn't say the rest, but Song Yanxi knew what she meant.
The square headscarf is folded diagonally, with the widest part in the middle just covering the head tightly. Then the two pointed ends are tied at the chin in a knot, and most of the face is covered.
With the way she was dressed, not only would the Liang army who were chasing her, but even her close friends would probably not recognize her if they saw her from afar.
Mo Jinchuan was also stunned when he saw her.
Of course, Song Yanxi knew that this outfit didn't look good on her, but when she met his hesitant look, she subconsciously lowered her head.
Women dress up to please themselves, and even if she were to live her life over again and think she is more open-minded, she cannot escape the temptation.
She just hoped that His Royal Highness Prince Jin’s memory wasn’t too good. She didn’t want to wait until she was old and gray to hear him talk about the embarrassing moments of his youth.
Just thinking about it made her feel so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground.
Suddenly, a chuckle sounded in my ears.
She looked in the direction of the voice and met a pair of smiling black eyes.
There was nothing but tenderness in his eyes except for a smile, how could there be any trace of sarcasm?
Meeting her gaze, the corners of Mo Jinchuan's lips curved even more sharply, and he spoke each word with great seriousness, "Very beautiful."
A strange feeling flashed through Song Yanxi's mind. She nodded with a wooden face and walked out.
Watching the two of them leave one after the other, Aunt Wu fished out a handful of pumpkin seeds she had roasted the day before from her pocket and said as she ate them, "If no one gives this young couple a push, they're probably going to be awkward forever."
Hearing this, Uncle Wu, who was busy drying herbs in the yard, glanced at her and said disapprovingly, "Don't do this. Pingchuan's wife is a respectable person. If you try to steal something, you'll end up losing more than you gain."
"Hey, you old thing, can't you just hope for something good from me?" Aunt Wu was unhappy.
Uncle Wu turned his back and remained silent no matter how she naggled.
In the end, he just said, "It's not going to work out anyway."
As to how and why it failed, Aunt Wu chased him and asked him for a long time but couldn't get the answer.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She turned around and walked out, muttering as she walked, "You old man, you know nothing. Just wait and see!"
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On the ox cart heading to Qinghua Town, the people traveling with them couldn't help but marvel at the tiger lying on the ground, which took up most of the cart.
The couple sitting opposite each other looked at each other, and the woman took the initiative to talk to Song Yanxi: "Sister, where did you get such a big tiger?"
Mo Jinchuan didn't even raise his eyelids and said concisely: "In the mountains."
"How dare anyone go into the mountains in such cold weather?" Upon hearing his voice, the woman couldn't help but take a few more glances.
This one glance was not a big deal. The more the woman looked at him, the more she felt that the young man had handsome features. Even though he had an unshaved stubble on his chin, he did not look rough at all, but rather more manly.
God.
He is so handsome even with his eyes closed, how handsome would he be with his eyes open?
Noticing his wife's undisguised look, the man opposite glared at her and straightened his back unconsciously.
Although both of them were sitting upright, and at first glance they seemed to be the same, there was something invisible that was different.
The woman looked at Mo Jinchuan, then at her own man who could not learn even a fraction of his essence by trying to imitate him, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Comparing this person to others is really infuriating.
Seeing that her eyes were about to stick to Mo Jinchuan, the man's face fell and he said in a rough voice: "I should have brought Yaozu here earlier. You have been looking around all the way. You have never seen the world."
As he spoke, his gaze fell on Song Yanxi, who had been silent the whole time, and his voice couldn't help but get louder. "They are all women, look at them and then look at yourself."
The woman knew she was in the wrong, so she listened to his complaints without refutation and just whispered a few words into his ear.
Mo Jinchuan heard her say: "This young man is handsome and tall, and his muscular body shows that he is a hard-working person.
If we marry him to our Erya, what a perfect match they would be."
Fortunately, Song Yanxi didn't hear it, otherwise she would have laughed out loud on the spot.
She dared to think of letting the great Prince of Da'anjin marry into the family.
Not only does she dare to think, but her man also dares to think.
He looked at Mo Jinchuan with an almost scrutinizing gaze, as if he was calculating whether his external conditions were good enough to marry into their family.
After taking a look, he nodded with great satisfaction.
But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Yanxi sitting silently next to Mo Jinchuan, whispering to his wife, "I'm afraid this isn't his wife. My Erya can't be someone else's mistress."
The woman promised, "Don't worry, my father. My eyes are my ruler. These two are definitely not husband and wife."
"If not husband and wife, what are they?"
"Brother and sister, maybe sister-in-law or brother-in-law or something, but it can't be his wife."
As the woman spoke, she pursed her lips to signal her husband to look at the distance between the two people in the car, and smiled ambiguously, "Whose couple are you in..."
She was halfway through her words when the ox cart jolted violently.
Then the two people, whom she swore were not husband and wife, hugged each other naturally.
After the ox cart had passed that bumpy section, Mo Jinchuan changed from hugging to supporting, and said with concern in his eyes: "My wife, be careful."
Song Yanxi nodded, and pinched his arm gently with the hand that was supporting him.
His Royal Highness Prince Jin's acting skills are as good as ever.
If he hadn't whispered in her ear when he hugged her just now that the two of them might have become suspicious, she would have really thought that he, the "husband", was too immersed in the role.
Now it seems that she, as the wife, was worrying too much.
The couple opposite looked at each other with a subtle expression.
The woman complained quietly, "I've never seen a couple like this before."
The man glared at her unhappily and said, "Stop talking now."
The woman glanced at Mo Jinchuan again and asked somewhat unwillingly, "Brother, I see you're not that old, why are you getting married so young?"
Mo Jinchuan smiled without any warmth and said, "My wife and I were engaged since we were young."
"Child marriage, child marriage is good!"
The woman laughed dryly and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Such a big tiger, we were almost scared to death when we saw it. Big brother, you are really good at fighting."
Mo Jinchuan said calmly: "I caught him in a trap set by the elders at home. It didn't take much effort."
"Are you planning on sending this big tiger to a restaurant in town, or setting up a stall to sell it yourself?"
"It's not decided yet."
Upon hearing this, the woman quickly nudged her husband's arm and whispered, "Tiger bones are a good thing. Where else can I find such a good opportunity?"
The man's expression changed, and he asked with a smile: "Brother, since you bring this tiger to town to sell for meat, the bones are worthless, so why don't you give me some of them?
Don't worry, I won't ask for you for nothing."
The woman quickly took out a few copper coins from her waist and handed them forward happily.
Mo Jinchuan just took a look and didn't move.
Seeing this, the man's face was a little embarrassed, and he said unhappily: "Brother, you look unfamiliar, are you from another place visiting relatives here?
We're all from nearby villages, and we've all met the relative you're seeking refuge with. Let's be nice so we can help each other out if we run into any problems in the future, right?"
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