OBS Chapter 389: The Regent King Is the One Who Falls for This
Chapter 389: The Regent King Is the One Who Falls for This
We can't cut off Jun Zhanlai's power, so we can only give him some eye drops. Let him give up on dealing with Jun Beihuang and the Prime Minister. Intimidate? Put him in a sack and beat him up?
Did her Dabei come in the last life? Did she worry too much when it came in this life?
It's true that Jun Zhanlai brought some luck with him, but he couldn't beat Jun Beihuang. She shouldn't have to think anymore...
Mo Beige patted his forehead. It was really a brain-racking problem.
The wedding date was set for early spring, which was only a few months away. Mo Fusang felt very uncomfortable, as he felt that he would not be able to see Mo Beige every day in the future.
He simply moved here, and completely put an end to Mo Beige's desire to meet Jun Beihuang.
The watch was so close that he didn't even have a chance to go out.
With a sigh, this girl is much more difficult to deal with than Mo Nanyuan.
On the wedding day, the weather warmed up.
Mo Beige was pulled up by the maid early and started to put on her makeup. Mo Fusang sat on the side with red eyes, obviously having not slept all night.
A pair of eyes full of reluctance.
Somewhat helplessly, "Sangsang, my sister is getting married, not going to die."
"Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Fusang quickly responded, "It's unlucky."
"Okay, okay, bah, bah. Don't have that expression on your face. You can come to the Regent's Palace anytime you miss me. It's just two streets away, right?" Mo Beige laughed.
"understood."
Looking at her, he couldn't help but remind her, "Sangsang, don't do things on impulse. You must be sure and leave yourself a way out."
"I've got it down, sister." Fuso nodded seriously.
Marriage in ancient times was too complicated, even though Jun Beihuang had given instructions and omitted a lot of unnecessary trouble.
After worshipping heaven and earth, Mo Beige sat in the bridal chamber, still feeling exhausted.
She leaned against the bed, drowsy, with her head drooping, and she hadn't taken off her makeup. It would be a shame if she didn't let Jun Beihuang see her outfit.
Jun Beihuang walked in at some point and held her little head with his hand, "Dabei~ you're here."
"Yeah." The man's low voice was a little bit happy, and he half squatted down. "Tired?"
"I'm so sleepy. Please take off the veil quickly, and then we can drink the wedding wine, okay? I want to sleep." Mo Beige urged
Feeling somewhat helpless, he took off the veil, and his eyes darkened...it was finally his.
His heart was beating fast as he looked at the beautiful person. He stood up and poured two glasses of wine.
Mo Beige had already run to his side.
Before drinking the wedding wine, he looked straight at her and said, "From today on, Xiaobei, you are my wife."
Mo Beige had finished drinking. "It's yours. It's yours."
After saying that, he put down his wine glass and happily jumped onto the big bed.
After Jun Beihuang blew out the candle, he held the person in his arms, listening to her even breathing. His eyes were like a beast that had been trapped for a long time and was slowly waking up.
Finally, he placed a kiss between her eyebrows. From today on, Xiaobei could see him every day when he opened his eyes, and fell asleep contentedly.
The next morning
Mo Beige yawned, and fell into the man's arms, with one hand and one foot on him. Jun Beihuang held her tightly in his arms, and they slept in each other's arms on their wedding night.
She reached out and poked his face, then pinched it, climbed up and moved her head closer, putting their foreheads close together, then closed her eyes again.
The man smiled and held her tighter again.
Around noon, Mo Beige woke up slowly. When she opened her eyes, she saw the man who had been awake for who knows how long was staring at her intently.
His eyes were still cold, but hidden beneath them was endless and surging love.
"Awake?" a cold voice sounded
"Yeah, I'm hungry." As he spoke, he subconsciously snuggled into the man's arms.
"Get up and wash up." Feeling the movements of the person in his arms, he couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her hair.
Mo Beige felt his head was light. "Hmm? Did you help me take that thing off my head?"
"It fell by itself." After the man said this, he pulled his hand out, sat up and walked away very quickly.
Mo Beige stretched lazily and slowly sat up, without commenting on his stubbornness.
Because of the wedding, Jun Beihuang took this opportunity to rest for a few days and have time to accompany her.
After eating and drinking, Mo Beige grabbed Jun Beihuang and gave him a general understanding of the Regent's Palace.
Finally, he chose the back garden, walked into the pavilion, and asked the guards to bring a lounge chair, where he could get some sun and be surrounded by flowers and plants.
Yun Ran was very considerate and had already ordered people to prepare tea and pastries.
The man leaned against the wooden pillar of the pavilion, stretched out his fingertips and moved them. Ji Li took two steps forward and whispered in his ear, "Qin."
Ji Li was a little absent-minded. "Yes."
Soon after, the man sat in the pavilion with a harp in front of him. The melodious tune expressed his emotions.
His eyes were always on the girl who was resting with her eyes closed in the sun. When the sound of the piano rang out, she opened her eyes, tilted her head, and lay on the recliner to look at the person playing the piano for her.
Mo Beige was in a very good mood. A butterfly flapped its wings and landed in front of her. The girl stood up, stretched out her hand, and the butterfly slowed down and finally landed on her fingertips.
When the song ended, the girl moved her fingertips gently, and the clever little butterfly changed its position and landed on her shoulder. Mo Beige clapped his hands quickly, "Great! Another song!"
Ji Li, who was leaning aside with a listless look on his face because he was forced into marriage, laughed unceremoniously when he saw Mo Beige treating Jun Beihuang like a prostitute.
"What do you want to hear?" Jun Beihuang didn't react at all, he just looked at her and asked.
Mo Beige blinked innocently and said sincerely, "I don't understand the piano, but because you played it, I want to listen to it again."
She really didn't understand. After all, she was not proficient in music. She could only tell whether it sounded good or not.
"Hahahahahaha." Ji Li couldn't help but tiptoe. His hearty laughter could be heard in the distance. What's the difference between this and playing the lute to a cow?
Yun Ran pinched herself, fearing that she would laugh along and annoy the Regent.
There was a hint of helplessness in the man's eyes.
The girl said pitifully, "Can't you listen to it anymore?"
"can."
Prime Minister's Mansion
Mo Fusang was listless for the whole morning. After lunch, he began to cheer up after receiving a message via carrier pigeon.
A few months ago, the message that Tuo Xiaoyue delivered to the black market finally received a reply. In her previous life, she woke up from a mass grave and was chased all the way. In the end, she was saved by a man named Li Wen.
He looks gentle and refined, like a scholar, but he has a close connection with Zuimenglou, the largest brothel in the capital.
Mo Fusang didn’t know the person behind this brothel in his previous life, and he is still investigating it now.
Even if the disciples of wealthy families study hard throughout their lives, they may not be able to pass the imperial examination. Due to the lack of funds, there are some people who try to use crooked means to buy official positions with money.
As long as Zuimenglou can send them young women, those people can make a profit from it, and the women are judged based on their appearance, like commodities.
In her previous life, countless women suffered from this. During the year she was in the brothel, she struggled for her life to escape, was chased all the way, and finally fell off a cliff. Fortunately, she was rescued by Feng Chuanbai.
In her previous life... she was blinded by hatred and never thought about the women crying every night in the backyard. She only wanted to survive and seek revenge.
This time his family is still alive, and Mo Fusang wants to save them and catch the mastermind behind the incident.
With such a huge network, I'm afraid there will be many court ministers or even royal family members backing it up.
Now that we know Li Wen's whereabouts, we can take out all the letters from the compartment of the dressing table. With these dirty evidences in hand, we can start with Li Wen.