Chapter 30: conspiracy

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Regarding Su Shichang's question, Su Qiqi nodded strongly. Indeed, this is all a fact.
She did this to get the words out of Su Shichang's mouth.
"In this case, Qiqi, have you ever thought of leaving there?" Su Shichang stared straight at Su Qiqi, looking at this daughter who he didn't know: "At the time, you were married to Aocheng, and your father had no choice. . "
Su Qiqi's eyes flashed a sneer, but he lowered his head and covered his emotions. Su Shichang did not see it.
"Daughter knows." Su Qiqi always glanced down in front of Su Shichang. He looked quite normal, with a bit of grievance in his voice.
The performance scored three points into the wood.
However, Su Shichang didn't say anything immediately, and looked at Su Qiqiyi up and down: "Juchi, I heard that the poison in Wang Ye's body was solved by your own hands?"
Tightly in his heart, Su Qiqi frowned slightly, his eyes twitched: "Just luck, Dad knows that his daughter has no status in the palace and can only listen to Mo Wenchen."
This matter, no one except the people in the palace knew the specific truth, and she was also ambiguous at this time.
Su Shichang squinted his eyes with his beard on his jaw raised, his lips half speechless.
Su Qiqi stood still calmly, with a soft expression on her face, just as she did before she got married.
"Want to return to your mother?" Su Shichang asked again.
"Think." Su Qiqi answered very simply.
In this regard, Su Shichang will not doubt that this daughter was willing to do everything in order to protect her mother from an early age.
"Okay, then listen to Dad." Su Shichang's eyes flashed a treacherous smile, a little cold, but fleeting.
He wouldn't think about the future of this daughter. He just thought that now the emperor could not be furious again. If he continued like this, his prime minister's house might be unable to keep it.
Su Qiqi nodded.
He took a letter from his arms and carefully and secretly handed it to Su Qiqi: "As long as you hide this letter under Mo Wenchen's pillow or on your body."
After accepting the letter, Su Qiqi gently twitched his lips. He did not expect to use this low-level trick, but thought about it, maybe it was his father's idea.
Receiving the sleeve, Su Qiqi nodded calmly.
Before she turned around and left, Su Shichang whispered again, "If you want your mother to be safe, it's best not to use any tricks." He was even a little scared about this daughter.
Because I do n’t understand, I ca n’t figure it out.
With a stiff shoulder, Su Qiqi slowly turned back: "Daddy rest assured."
That look is really reassuring.
Although Su Qiqi, who had left, walked smoothly and steadily, her heart was chaotic. She suddenly didn't know what to do. Mo Wenchen knew everything and knew that she had no way out.
But thinking of Su Shichang's words, Su Qiqi was just plain worried about his mother.
When leaving Xiangfu, Xishan has already been sunset, and the palace's jade urns can't wait outside the palace.
Just met in just one day, Su Qiqi hugged Kocho somewhere, and I don't know how long it will take, and now it is even more difficult to predict life and death.
"Child, don't cry." Xiaodie also held Su Qiqi a few times, but stopped when she tried to say something, holding her hand hard: "Remember, you must be alive."
Nodding hard, Su Qiqi also wiped the tears in the corner of Xiaodie for Xiaodie.
At this time, she felt that she was useless and could not protect her mother.
"Juchi, is that jade pendant still alive?" Kocho asked suddenly: "Remember, you must not lose it."
Su Qiqi agreed with his mouth full.
I always feel uneasy, but I don't know how to comfort Kocho.
Before leaving, he only said, "Be careful."
In the palace.
Mo Wenchen and Mo Wenxuan faced each other, both of them looked energetic. After a day of hunting, they harvested Pofeng.
Mo Wenchen deliberately let Mo Wenxuan have a few beasts, so that Mo Wenxuan's heart was balanced.
However, even then, he could not bear the prince in his eyes, the myth in the minds of people, as long as he existed for one day, his dignified emperor would be three points short.
If there is no Mo Wenchen, he Mo Wenxuan is like a legend.
Unfortunately, Mo Wenchen has been there.
When they saw Su Mengru and Su Qiqi coming, the ministers started talking, but their voices were very low.
Looking up, Mo Wenchen's eyes stopped on the apparently crying eyes of Su Qiqi's face, and he shook his head gently, clenched his fist secretly, and even felt a distress at the bottom of his heart.
However, he soon suppressed the emotions in his heart. What he wanted was not such a fragile woman, and a woman who could stand by herself must be able to withstand what ordinary people could not.
After the dinner, Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen went back to the other hospital one after the other. Both of them did not speak, quietly.
The candle swayed and disappeared. Su Qiqi's face was a little dark. She hadn't talked since she came out, she always felt heavy.
She did not want to be an enemy of Mo Wenchen, but was afraid that her mother-in-law would be implicated.
But even if he really helped Mo Wenxuan, can he and his mother survive? The bottom of her heart was contradictory, and her hands were filled with sweat.
In the winter season, she felt extremely hot.
Mo Wenchen, who was sitting aside, looked indifferent, his facial features showed a little indifference, he could not see any expression, his eyes were deep, his thin lips were tight, and he did not speak or look at Su Qiqi, so he leaned in front of the bed like that. .
As soon as you look up, you can see Mo Wenchen's stunning side face, rubbing the sharp taxes and brightness in one place.
With his hand slowly peeking into his sleeve, Su Qiqi closed his eyes gently, half a moment, and then opened it again. She knew that she did not have the capital to resist Mo Wenchen at all, not to mention her every move, I believe what Mo Wenxuan would do He is also clear.
Who would dare to fight against such a man!
Not to mention that he wanted to help him.
Finally, he took the letter out of his sleeve, got up, walked in front of Mo Wenchen, and delivered it to his hand.
At this time, Mo Wenchen just hooked his lips. He seemed to be smiling, but it was a little cold.
Let Su Qiqi's heart sink and sink.
"Rest assured, I will keep your mother safe." Mo Wenchen opened the letter, put it on the candlelight and burned it to ashes, and finally, slowly speaking, it was a promise to Su Qiqi.
Covering the candlelight, the unchanging black robe, the slender and erect figure, the indifferent eyes, such Mo Wenchen is terrible, with shame and suffocation.
He may think of Mo Wenxuan's method, but when he really saw it, his heart would still hurt.
After all, they are half-brothers.
Boil the beans and tempeh, the beans weep in the kettle. This is the same root, so it is too urgent.
A stone finally fell on Su Qiqi's heart. She believed that Mo Wenchen could do it, and she also believed that he had this ability.
After receiving all the emotions and taking care of the bed, Su Qiqi was going to rest on the chair and looked up, but saw that Mo Wenchen had been lying on the bench with his clothes, his eyes were closed gently.
The bottom of my heart gradually became clear, the inexplicable excitement flew to my heart, and it was a good night's sleep.