Chapter 137 You have me, I have you! "You want to be a capable minister, not a happy minister, do you understand?"
Gongsun Wuji said earnestly: "Even if you become a powerful minister!"
"So, you don't plan to deal with Qin Mo here?"
"How to deal with it?"
Gongsun Wuji said helplessly: "He didn't leave the camp at all. Could it be that he was poisoned in the camp? Do you know the consequences of this?"
Gongsun Chong knew very well that if something happened to Qin Mo in the camp, something big would definitely happen, and His Majesty would definitely investigate the matter thoroughly.
Gongsun Chong took a deep breath, "Dad, I'm not willing to give in!"
"Being able to be a ninja can achieve great things. Sometimes, being too sharp may not be a good thing. Do you understand?"
Even though Gongsun Chong was reluctant, he still nodded.
"Remember, this is the last time my father reminds you. If you are struggling with Jingyang, don't blame me for being rude.
As a father, I will never leave the family to a man who is not clear-headed at the helm. "
The anger in Gongsun Chong's eyes faded like a tide, replaced by panic. He quickly knelt on the ground, "Dad, I know I was wrong!"
"It only takes three. I warned you last time. This is the second time. There will be no third time!"
Gongsun Wuji stroked his head, "Whether you use Qin Mo as a whetstone or you as a stepping stone, you choose!"
The next day.
Qin Mo slept until the third day of the sun and then got up.
Burning a knife is very intense, but the sequelae are not minor.
After all, it is made by blending distilled alcohol rather than brewing new grains. The above is its only fault.
Qin Mo had a headache. He began to miss Chu Rui. Usually at this time, he would pester Chu Rui and ask her to rub her temples, and then eat tofu until she was full before getting up happily.
Alas, he is really not suitable for such a hard life.
"Master is awake!"
Yang Liugen walked in with hot water in his hand.
"Are they all out hunting?"
"That's right, His Majesty also specifically confessed that he still wants to eat the barbecue and food you cooked today!" Yang Liugen twisted a towel and handed it to Qin Mo.
"Damn, this is so annoying!"
Qin Mo was speechless. After washing up, he left the camp.
It started to snow again outside, and he had a bad appetite, so he ate a few sesame seed cakes and broth.
Then, the daily chatting life with Chai Jinglan began again.
However, Qin Mo was so courageous that he directly used the excuse of hunting to invite Chai Jinglan to go out for a walk.
And he only took Yang Liugen with him.
Keep them far away.
Yang Liugen and others looked at each other, and one of them said, "Liugen, isn't this bad?"
"Shut up and pretend you don't know!"
Yang Liugen whispered: "You guys, go hunting. It will be embarrassing if you go back and don't hunt anything!"
A few people nodded and followed Yang Liugen's instructions to hunt, while Qin Mo walked side by side with Chai Jinglan for a walk in the woods.
The snow here is not deep at all, so it feels quite nice.
Chai Jinglan's heart was beating fast. She went out to hunt with Qin Mo behind everyone's back. She was nervous and guilty, but mostly happy.
"Sister Chai, you should go out for a walk more often. It's boring to stay at home all day long!"
"Didn't I come out?"
Chai Jinglan smiled, looked at Qin Mo, and couldn't help but said: "The two poems you wrote last night were really good!" Qin Mo scratched his head, "What? I wrote poems last night, stop making trouble. Sister Chai, how can I write poetry?"
"The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, you immediately urge me. Isn't this your fault?" Chai Jinglan looked at Qin Mo in surprise.
"I didn't do it. How come I don't remember what happened last night?" Qin Mo pretended to be dumbfounded, "I have a bad memory when I'm drunk, and I look like a different person. Don't be surprised, Sister Chai!"
"You really don't remember?"
"Really, how can I write poetry?"
"Then don't you remember what you wrote in your letter, 'The peach blossoms complement each other's faces'?" Chai Jinglan bit her lip.
"Remember, I wrote that!"
"Then you said you can't compose poetry!"
"How do I put this? I don't know if it's a poem, but it suddenly came to my mind!"
Qin Mo said with a careless look: "I think Sister Chai's blushing look yesterday was as beautiful as a peach blossom!"
Chai Jinglan blushed and couldn't help but look at her toes, "Is this poem complete?"
Qin Mo's facial features wrinkled together, "This is a bit difficult, why don't you let me think about it?"
Seeing Qin Mo's troubled face, completely devoid of the ease and ease of last night, she couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Qin Mo was only talented when he was drunk? "Don't worry, think about it slowly!" Chai Jinglan said.
"Then I thought of writing it to Sister Chai in a letter!"
Qin Mo scratched his head and smiled, their feet rustling on the snow.
The woman's body fragrance drifted into Qin Mo's nose, making Qin Mo distraught.
At this time, in the deep mountains and old forests, Yang Liugen was far away again, and the surroundings were silent, as if there were only two people left in the world.
A strange feeling lingered between the two of them.
Qin Mo didn't know where he got the courage, and his waving hand deliberately touched the back of her hand.
Li Yulan was also nervous. She took a peek at Qin Mo and found that Qin Mo had a natural look on his face. She thought to herself, "Li Yulan, Li Yulan, Qin Mo just accidentally touched your hand. You are a widow, but he is a talented man." , and it’s your brother-in-law, how could he have other thoughts?”
Qin Mo was also secretly observing Li Yulan, and saw that her expression was calm and did not change much, which made Qin Mo relieved.
At this time, he also touched the back of her hand from time to time.
At this moment, Qin Mo hooked Li Yulan's finger with his finger, and at that moment, their hearts beat faster.
"Sister Chai, where is the open space, let's go build a snowman?"
Qin Mo pointed to the open space in front of him and said.
Li Yulan was dazzled for a while, and she looked at the little fingers tightly hooked between the two of them.
This intimate action made her head buzz and her pretty face became hot.
So much so that she was stuttering when she spoke, "Ah, building a snowman? Yes, you can."
Qin Mo smiled, spread out his palms, and firmly held Li Yulan's soft hands in his hands.
Li Yulan's mind suddenly went blank.
Reason told her that she should let go of Qin Mo's hand.
But the reality is that she is reluctant to let go.
"Okay, Sister Chai, let's build two snowmen, one for you and one for me. The snowman will definitely melt in the end. When the time comes, there will be me in you and you in me, regardless of the other!"
These disgusting words made Li Yulan's whole body feel like an electric shock.
But looking at Qin Mo's pure eyes, she felt that she was overthinking herself.
"Okay, let's build two snowmen!"
Li Yulan nodded, took a deep breath, spread out his hands, and clasped their fingers together!
(End of this chapter)