Chapter 850: Xier is going to cross the river and destroy the bridge?
Song Yanxi almost choked to death on her own saliva when she heard Yan Qingsong deliberately prolong the ending of the word "steal".
My aunt-in-law has a gentle personality and will definitely not teach my cousin these messy things.
He must have heard it from books outside.
Just as she was thinking about it, she heard Mo Jinchuan's voice deepen and say, "If you sneak out again when the master is not paying attention, you will be punished with twenty slaps on the hand."
"Twenty slaps!" Yan Qingsong felt like the sky was falling.
He opened his mouth and immediately cried even harder.
Unlike the fake cry just now, this time she was crying with real feelings, tears streaming down her face.
Mo Jinchuan frowned slightly and asked in a cold voice, "Do you need me to ask Madam Yan to come over?"
In this family, compared to Yan Changkun who always beat him up, the person Yan Qingsong fears the most is his aunt who seems to love him the most in this family.
It’s not that Shen Qingyun is bad, but she is simply too good.
He always treated the two brothers equally, just like his own sons.
But because she is so nice, if anyone in the family makes her unhappy, it would be like stirring up a hornet's nest.
No, even stirring up a hornet's nest is not that serious.
Yan Qingsong would rather have his head covered in stings than be looked down upon wherever he went for several days in a row and no one waited for him to eat.
When he heard Mo Jinchuan was going to call Shen Qingyun, he hurriedly got up from the ground, turned from crying to laughing and said: "Brother-in-law, well, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do.
I'll leave my sister to you!"
Throwing down these words, Yan Qingsong turned around and ran, fearing that if he was a step slower he would be caught and taken to see Shen Qingyun.
His aunt had a bad temper. If she knew that he had just knelt and cried in front of his brother-in-law, she would definitely scold him for bringing disgrace to the Yan family.
She didn't even need to do it herself. Just these words were enough for his father to take out the whip he had prepared long ago and give him a good beating.
Looking at his running back, Mo Jinchuan said quietly, "Wait here, I will be back soon."
Yan Qingsong ran too fast. When we heard his voice, he had already turned out of the Chuihua Gate and disappeared.
Song Yanxi sighed softly, "Your Highness knows that cousin Qingsong is timid, so why bother scaring him on purpose?"
Mo Jinchuan: "I didn't scare him."
Yan Qingsong came back on tiptoe: "..."
He knew that this new brother-in-law was not easy to mess with!
Ignoring his resentful look, Mo Jinchuan strode forward with Song Yanxi in his arms. Before turning, he asked, "Xi'er, left or right?"
Before Song Yanxi could speak, she heard Yan Qingsong say angrily, "Didn't my brother-in-law come here before?"
What he meant was, since you're already here and you're still asking, why are you pretending?
But as soon as he said it, Yan Qingsong regretted it.
When he was a child, he often heard people say that His Royal Highness Prince Jin was a hero of their Da'an, and that he could take the heads of enemies on the battlefield as easily as chopping melons and vegetables.
In the portrait, the people of Liang were all tall and strong, which looked scary.
It's so easy for my brother-in-law to kill them. If you really want to deal with him, isn't it as easy as crushing an ant?
Yan Qingsong touched his neck, his face pale, as if he could already see the scene of his head and body being separated.
He looked at Mo Jinchuan, then gestured at his neck, and suddenly felt like crying even more.
My brother-in-law has such big hands that he could probably strangle him to death with just two fingers.
Mo Jinchuan didn't know that Yan Qingsong had scared himself half to death just by relying on his imagination, but he didn't think of arguing with him.
He looked down at Song Yanxi, coughed lightly and said, "The last time was more than ten years ago. I can't remember exactly which direction I went."
Yan Qingsong wiped his tears and sobbed, "Brother-in-law, please go to the left. Two yards away is my aunt's yard. On the right side of the yard is Sister Xi's room."
As he spoke, he did not forget to assure: "Don't worry, brother-in-law, I will wait for you here and will not go anywhere."
"Okay." Mo Jinchuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, then strode away with Song Yanxi in his arms.
After they walked a little further away, Song Yanxi whispered, "Your Highness, I'm feeling better."
Mo Jinchuan responded softly but did not stop.
Knowing that he was pretending to be confused, Song Yanxi said bluntly: "Your Majesty, please put me down. I can walk back by myself."
"Xier, are you going to cross the river and then destroy the bridge?" Mo Jinchuan said as he pushed the person up.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness frightened Song Yanxi so much that she hugged his neck and her pretty face turned pale.
Hearing the low laughter in her ear, she realized that she was being teased. She bit her lower lip and cursed softly, "Asshole."
When these words were spoken, both of them were stunned.
Song Yanxi realized that she had said the wrong thing and was feeling frustrated and didn't know what to do. Suddenly, she heard Mo Jinchuan whisper, "Xi'er, curse again."
Hearing this, Song Yanxi was stunned.
What nonsense is he talking about?
It's not something nice to hear, so there's no point in rushing to listen to it.
If you don’t know, you might think he was confused because of the fever.
Song Yanxi tried to use the fever to convince herself that she was just dizzy and had auditory hallucinations, but Mo Jinchuan's almost bewitching voice rang in her ears again.
He said, "Xi'er, curse me again."
Song Yanxi stretched out her hand to his waist, pinched it with the remaining strength, and cursed softly: "Be serious."
Mo Jinchuan chuckled, "It's okay, my cousin can't hear it."
How could she be afraid that her cousin would hear it?
Song Yanxi glared slightly, gritted her teeth and whispered, "Are you going to leave or not? If not, let me down."
As she said this, she struggled to get down and walk on her own.
Knowing her temper, Mo Jinchuan had no choice but to give up. He quickly hugged her and said, "Xi'er, don't be angry. I won't say anything nonsense."
Song Yanxi glared at him, her voice barely audible, "You are a dignified prince, don't keep learning those indecent things all day long. It's a joke to others."
When Mo Jinchuan heard this, his eyes lit up.
Xier is just afraid of being laughed at by others, not that she doesn't like it.
Noticing that he had stopped, Song Yanxi urged him in a low voice, "Your Highness, hurry up."
Although everyone was in the front yard at the moment, it was inevitable that some servants would pass by, and it would be inappropriate if people saw them.
What we know is that she was ill and the prince had to do this out of desperation.
But if you don’t know, it won’t sound good once you tell it.
Even though they are already engaged, they still need to be careful about the impact so that people don't gossip about them.
As the old saying goes, what you fear will come to you. Just as Mo Jinchuan was carrying Song Yanxi to the door, he heard Song Xubai's voice from inside.
"Sister, you're finally back."
As he spoke, he had already walked in front of the two of them.
Because he was far away just now, Song Xubai thought that Song Yanxi's figure looked particularly tall because she was swayed by the shadow of the lantern.
The moment he saw it clearly, his face suddenly darkened.
Song Xubai took two steps forward and took Song Yanxi back from Mo Jinchuan's arms without saying a word.
Seeing that the latter did not move, he suppressed his displeasure and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for sending my sister back. Leave the rest to me."
Mo Jinchuan said calmly, "Xier has a high fever. If you really care about her, let me in immediately."
Before he could finish his words, Song Xubai made way for him and asked nervously, "He was fine when he left just now. How come he suddenly has a fever?"
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