Chapter 4719
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Mo Chengyue looked at the anxious look on her face and picked his eyebrow: "didn't the boy send you a letter? You don't know about it?"
Mo Xiangyi shook his head: "how can I know that this letter was not written by him, but sent by his sister-in-law."
"So it is." Mo Chengyue said again: "a few days ago, the boy seemed to send you a letter..."
"That doesn't say he's ill." Mo Xiangyi raised his feet and walked into the wing room: "he is such a big man. He always takes care of people, but he can't take care of himself. Even the doctor can't help it. Naturally, I can't help it..."
Mo Chengyue looked at her back and asked, "aren't you going to see him?"
"What's good? I'm still ill, so I won't give it to him." The door was slammed, and Mo Xiangyi seemed annoyed.
Mo Chengyue pursed her lips and smiled, some laughing.
It seems that Fusheng probably said something she shouldn't have said. This time, she completely annoyed her. It seems that Fusheng's position in Xiangyi's heart is extraordinary
Mo Cheng Yue cleared his throat and raised his voice: "that's right. Anyway, he's out of the bedroom. If you go to visit him, you'll really give him the disease. Maybe he'll die faster. It's better not to go."
With that, Mo Chengyue went out of the yard of Mo Xiangyi.
Mo Xiangyi repeatedly read the letter he Fusheng wrote to her several times. The more he looked at it, the more flustered he became. The kind of frivolous anger had dissipated. She didn't know what she was angry about, nor did she know whether it was because shame and anger were more angry than anger, or anger was more angry than shame and anger
The man said so much to her that he couldn't see it before. He had such an idea about himself. Thanks to her being with him all day, she thought he was noble and free from worldly customs, but it turned out not to be so.
She sat at the window, thinking so much that she was not in the mood for dinner.
At night, Xiangyi lay on his bed and couldn't sleep. Closing his eyes was he Fusheng's kindness to himself. He took her to see peach blossoms in spring, took her to the summer resort in summer, accompanied her to see maple leaves in the mountains in autumn, put on a fur cloak for her in winter, and took her to see the falling snow in the mountain plum forest behind Tianen temple
On weekdays, she took the trouble to teach her housekeeper to do accounts and give her money. Since she was a child, she didn't have much concept of external things such as money. He taught her the value of yellow and white things. Over the past year, she followed him and learned a lot of truth. In this world, there are not only piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, flowers, but also firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.
If you don't worry about money, rice, oil and salt, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are embellishments, like icing on the cake. If you can't even solve food and clothing, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting can't survive in exchange, it's like useless ox hair.
If the skin does not exist, how can the hair be attached?
Mo Xiangyi tossed and turned. As long as he closed his eyes, all that surfaced in his mind was that person's good treatment of himself. He was considerate, meticulous and careful. The past events poured into his mind one by one. He had never paid attention to them before. Now in retrospect, her floating brother really restrained her as he said, for fear of disturbing her.
His words, deeds and every move never overstepped the thunder pool, scrupulously abided by etiquette and etiquette.
Although there were two times when he was breathing disorderly because he was too close to him, he immediately found an excuse and went out of the study. He didn't come back to her until his mood calmed down
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Mo Chengyue looked at the anxious look on her face and picked his eyebrow: "didn't the boy send you a letter? You don't know about it?"
Mo Xiangyi shook his head: "how can I know that this letter was not written by him, but sent by his sister-in-law."
"So it is." Mo Chengyue said again: "a few days ago, the boy seemed to send you a letter..."
"That doesn't say he's ill." Mo Xiangyi raised his feet and walked into the wing room: "he is such a big man. He always takes care of people, but he can't take care of himself. Even the doctor can't help it. Naturally, I can't help it..."
Mo Chengyue looked at her back and asked, "aren't you going to see him?"
"What's good? I'm still ill, so I won't give it to him." The door was slammed, and Mo Xiangyi seemed annoyed.
Mo Chengyue pursed her lips and smiled, some laughing.
It seems that Fusheng probably said something she shouldn't have said. This time, she completely annoyed her. It seems that Fusheng's position in Xiangyi's heart is extraordinary
Mo Cheng Yue cleared his throat and raised his voice: "that's right. Anyway, he's out of the bedroom. If you go to visit him, you'll really give him the disease. Maybe he'll die faster. It's better not to go."
With that, Mo Chengyue went out of the yard of Mo Xiangyi.
Mo Xiangyi repeatedly read the letter he Fusheng wrote to her several times. The more he looked at it, the more flustered he became. The kind of frivolous anger had dissipated. She didn't know what she was angry about, nor did she know whether it was because shame and anger were more angry than anger, or anger was more angry than shame and anger
The man said so much to her that he couldn't see it before. He had such an idea about himself. Thanks to her being with him all day, she thought he was noble and free from worldly customs, but it turned out not to be so.
She sat at the window, thinking so much that she was not in the mood for dinner.
At night, Xiangyi lay on his bed and couldn't sleep. Closing his eyes was he Fusheng's kindness to himself. He took her to see peach blossoms in spring, took her to the summer resort in summer, accompanied her to see maple leaves in the mountains in autumn, put on a fur cloak for her in winter, and took her to see the falling snow in the mountain plum forest behind Tianen temple
On weekdays, she took the trouble to teach her housekeeper to do accounts and give her money. Since she was a child, she didn't have much concept of external things such as money. He taught her the value of yellow and white things. Over the past year, she followed him and learned a lot of truth. In this world, there are not only piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, flowers, but also firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.
If you don't worry about money, rice, oil and salt, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are embellishments, like icing on the cake. If you can't even solve food and clothing, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting can't survive in exchange, it's like useless ox hair.
If the skin does not exist, how can the hair be attached?
Mo Xiangyi tossed and turned. As long as he closed his eyes, all that surfaced in his mind was that person's good treatment of himself. He was considerate, meticulous and careful. The past events poured into his mind one by one. He had never paid attention to them before. Now in retrospect, her floating brother really restrained her as he said, for fear of disturbing her.
His words, deeds and every move never overstepped the thunder pool, scrupulously abided by etiquette and etiquette.
Although there were two times when he was breathing disorderly because he was too close to him, he immediately found an excuse and went out of the study. He didn't come back to her until his mood calmed down
Mo Chengyue looked at the anxious look on her face and picked his eyebrow: "didn't the boy send you a letter? You don't know about it?"Mo Xiangyi shook his head: "how can I know that this letter was not written by him, but sent by his sister-in-law.""So it is." Mo Chengyue said again: "a few days ago, the boy seemed to send you a letter...""That doesn't say he's ill." Mo Xiangyi raised his feet and walked into the wing room: "he is such a big man. He always takes care of people, but he can't take care of himself. Even the doctor can't help it. Naturally, I can't help it..."Mo Chengyue looked at her back and asked, "aren't you going to see him?""What's good? I'm still ill, so I won't give it to him." The door was slammed, and Mo Xiangyi seemed annoyed.Mo Chengyue pursed her lips and smiled, some laughing.It seems that Fusheng probably said something she shouldn't have said. This time, she completely annoyed her. It seems that Fusheng's position in Xiangyi's heart is extraordinaryMo Cheng Yue cleared his throat and raised his voice: "that's right. Anyway, he's out of the bedroom. If you go to visit him, you'll really give him the disease. Maybe he'll die faster. It's better not to go."With that, Mo Chengyue went out of the yard of Mo Xiangyi.Mo Xiangyi repeatedly read the letter he Fusheng wrote to her several times. The more he looked at it, the more flustered he became. The kind of frivolous anger had dissipated. She didn't know what she was angry about, nor did she know whether it was because shame and anger were more angry than anger, or anger was more angry than shame and angerThe man said so much to her that he couldn't see it before. He had such an idea about himself. Thanks to her being with him all day, she thought he was noble and free from worldly customs, but it turned out not to be so.She sat at the window, thinking so much that she was not in the mood for dinner.At night, Xiangyi lay on his bed and couldn't sleep. Closing his eyes was he Fusheng's kindness to himself. He took her to see peach blossoms in spring, took her to the summer resort in summer, accompanied her to see maple leaves in the mountains in autumn, put on a fur cloak for her in winter, and took her to see the falling snow in the mountain plum forest behind Tianen templeOn weekdays, she took the trouble to teach her housekeeper to do accounts and give her money. Since she was a child, she didn't have much concept of external things such as money. He taught her the value of yellow and white things. Over the past year, she followed him and learned a lot of truth. In this world, there are not only piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, flowers, but also firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.If you don't worry about money, rice, oil and salt, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are embellishments, like icing on the cake. If you can't even solve food and clothing, Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting can't survive in exchange, it's like useless ox hair.If the skin does not exist, how can the hair be attached?Mo Xiangyi tossed and turned. As long as he closed his eyes, all that surfaced in his mind was that person's good treatment of himself. He was considerate, meticulous and careful. The past events poured into his mind one by one. He had never paid attention to them before. Now in retrospect, her floating brother really restrained her as he said, for fear of disturbing her.His words, deeds and every move never overstepped the thunder pool, scrupulously abided by etiquette and etiquette.Although there were two times when he was breathing disorderly because he was too close to him, he immediately found an excuse and went out of the study. He didn't come back to her until his mood calmed down
