Chapter 38: Give him a purse

Gu Yining raised his eyes and followed the prestige, standing at the door with a long figure, frowning his sword brows, and a hint of chill in his eyes-it was Mo Jianchen!
Mo Jianchen looked at Mother Wu, his eyes so sharp that he seemed to be able to release a sharp sword.
Gu Yining looked at Mo Jianchen in front of him in a daze. The tip of his nose was sore, and his heart was filled with emotions, as if he saw a ray of light.
Everyone was stunned, no one would have thought that Mo Jianchen would appear at this time.
"This king wants you to stop." Mo Jianchen's low voice tore the silence in Shuning Palace.
"The prince... but the empress makes the old slave..." Mother Wu was a little embarrassed.
"This is the woman of this king, no one is allowed to move her without the permission of this king!" Mo Jianchen shouted in a low voice, "Let go!"
Sister Wu stared at Mo Jianchen in front of her and put down Gu Yining's arm obediently.
Gu Yining, whose arms were lowered, was like a bird regaining freedom. The first reaction was to fly towards Mo Jianchen.
"Mo Jianchen...!" Gu Yining's eyes were full of tears, as if he had suffered some great grievance, and he threw himself into Mo Jianchen's generous embrace, and his hands were tightly wrapped around his. Waist, for fear of being caught back when you let go.
"Don't be afraid, this king is here." Mo Jianchen gently wrapped one hand around her waist, and the other raised slightly, gently stroking Gu Yining's hair, as if to soothe a bear A wounded cat is normal.
Fortunately, Liuli told him in time that Gu Yining was recalled to the palace by the queen, otherwise he would never know that today this little white rabbit would enter the dangerous forest alone.
Mo Jianchen, who was informed of the news, rushed to the palace without hesitation. Fortunately, he came in time, otherwise Gu Yining, the simple white rabbit, would fall into the mouth of the eye-catching wolves.
He didn't know why, as soon as he heard the news that Gu Yining had returned to the palace, he would be inexplicably worried. My heart seemed to be by her, perhaps because she was used to bothering him around him all day long, as long as she was not around him, he would feel empty.
"Chen'er, don't hinder this palace from doing things." The queen's voice came abruptly from the front.
"What will the queen do to Ning'er?" Mo Jianchen asked.
The empress slowly opened her mouth, taking it for granted: "I heard that Chen'er and the eighth princess have been married for many days, but it hasn't been completed yet..."
"So the mother asked the mother to check Ning'er's body?" Mo Jianchen suppressed the cold light that just appeared in his eyes. How could a woman's body tolerate others' random inspection? !
"What's wrong?" the queen asked coldly.
"What the queen heard is nothing but nothing. How can a third party know about the boudoir?" Mo Jianchen put Gu Yining in his arms, his eyes firm as if he could wipe out all rumors.
"The eighth brother is extremely true, and I hope his mother will learn from it." Mo Chenghao echoed.
When Mo Chenghao said this, Mo Jianchen's gaze fell on Mo Chenghao's body involuntarily, and inadvertently, he saw the purse on the waist of his black robe.
That purse—Mo Jianchen recognized that it was the purse that went to Zhiyuan Pavilion to take care of Gu Yining's embroidery that day. I thought it was for him, but didn't want it to be for Mo Chenghao.
The purse was not well-made, and even a little ugly, but his heart was still mixed, a complex expression passed through his deep eyes, and an inexplicable displeasure appeared in his heart.
Also, why did Gu Yining give Mo Chenghao's purse for no reason? What is the ulterior relationship between these two people? Who is this Gu Yining?
"My palace knows, step back."
The queen's voice interrupted Mo Jianchen's thoughts, "Yes, my son resigned." After Mo Jianchen finished speaking, he turned around and walked quickly towards the palace gate with Gu Yining's hand.
The little hand hurt by him, he walked so fast, she couldn't keep up.
auzw.com"Mo Jianchen, you walk slowly..." Gu Yining almost trot behind him, fearing that if he walks slowly, he will be dragged and heavy by Mo Jianchen. Dragged the cloth bag to the door.
Mo Jianchen didn't pay attention, but walked faster. Gu Yining couldn't keep up with him at all. As he ran all the way, the hem of the skirt rose with the wind, bringing up the flowers and leaves all the way.
Finally reached the palace gate, Mo Jianchen dragged her to the carriage: "Get in the carriage."
The icy voice made her shiver. She was almost crying warmly by this man one second, and the next second she was mercilessly thrown into a huge ice cave by this man.
"Don't you just get into the carriage? What are you doing so fiercely..." Gu Yining pouted his mouth, and aggrievedly put the little hand that Mo Jianchen held red on the carriage, and lightly jumped on it.
It was Mo Jianchen who jumped up after him, with a handsome face like an iceberg.
"What's the matter with you?" Gu Yining asked him intently while rubbing the little red hand.
"It has nothing to do with you." Mo Jianchen replied coldly.
"What kind of bad temper..." Gu Yining snorted and muttered softly.
I really don't know why Mo Jianchen took the wrong medicine, and what he was arrogantly there.
"Fuck your temper?!" Mo Jianchen heard a whisper from Gu Yining just now, and his face instantly turned pale, "I don't know who was crying and making noise like a lunatic."
"I was crying and making trouble because of..." Gu Yining hesitated to say something, and then the straightforward momentum immediately lowered. "Not because...being said that we didn't round the house..."
As she said that, her face was involuntarily flushed, and she recalled the dream she had last night in her mind-it was too shameful.
Why do I have this kind of dream, that feeling is so real...
"What are you thinking about again?" Mo Jianchen's eyes tightened, and his eyes seemed to have the same vigilance.
"Nothing..." Gu Yining looked away and looked at the scenery outside the window.
"Stupid." Mo Jianchen sighed softly, even he didn't know whether the idiot was talking about her or himself.
Gradually, Gu Yining turned his gaze looking at the scenery outside the window to Mo Jianchen. It seemed that every time he rode in the carriage, he would sit next to her, and then she could see his beautifully carved picture whenever she turned her head. Like a handsome face.
He is really good-looking, so good-looking that makes people feel impeccable.
Gu Yining looked at him quietly, what is he getting angry with?
Thinking about it, he took out a purse from his pocket and handed it to him: "Hey..."
Mo Jianchen followed the prestige, and in front of him was a beautiful purse. The white purse was still dyed with gold threads, just like others, it was very beautiful.
The purse was filled with spices, and bursts of fragrance faintly penetrated into his nose, refreshing and fragrant, as if it could drive away all the unhappiness in his heart.
He was shocked and looked at Gu Yining in confusion.
"Send you--" At this moment, Gu Yining felt that she was comforting a little girl who was angry with her for a moment.
For some reason, when she made her purse, what appeared in her mind was full of Mo Jianchen—his name, his face, and his smile, just like that, she also made a purse for him, so serious. It looks like making a purse for the sweetheart.
Seeing Mo Jianchen's delay in answering, she said again: "Do you want to? Don't forget it... You still have me so serious about being your purse..."
So seriously do this purse?
Mo Jianchen looked at the purse, and then looked at Gu Yining. He was inexplicably happy, and took the purse with his big hand, pretending to be indifferent and said: "Who said that this king is not needed?"