After the two reluctantly kissed each other goodbye.

Returning to the Chen Mansion, Chen Mo did not go to Qiulan and Donglan to spend the night together. Instead, he returned to the room and lay down alone.

It's really helpless.

He is not a tough guy, he just needs a few days to recuperate.

But when he slept until midnight, he suddenly got up again.

He thought of Luo Zhen, who had promised her that day that he would write her a letter to report that he was safe when he returned to the capital.

But he actually forgot about it, and only now did he remember that he really shouldn't have.

So I wrote a letter to Luo Zhen and Xu Miaozhen overnight, and only waited for daybreak to send someone to Nanyang.

As for picking them up, I have to talk to a first-level warrior myself.

...

Dong Dong——

The next morning, when the morning bell rang, Bianliang City ushered in a downpour that had been rare in several years. However, this rain, instead of adding some coolness to the hot Bianliang, made it extremely sweltering.

The shouts of various accents that filled the streets disappeared under the heavy rain.

The servants in the Chen Mansion became busy.

Chunlan and others commanded.

Because tomorrow, the Chen Mansion will welcome its mistress.

After all, he is a member of the Xiao family, and his status must be more noble than Chunlan's.

Although the Xiao family meant that Yi Yao came here to be Chen Mo's maid, it was only on the surface for others to see, and that was actually what she meant.

Naturally, the Chen family must treat it seriously.

But don’t be too ostentatious.

So I only hung red lanterns in the backyard of Chen's house.

There are also wedding rooms decorated with red paper and red candles.

Outside Donglan's house, under the eaves, Chen Mo was lying on a rocking chair made of bamboo, looking at the crackling rain falling outside and humming a tune.

Chen Mo ordered craftsmen to build this rocking chair based on the memory in his mind, as well as various stools and chairs.

Sitting on my knees for too long was really uncomfortable.

Under the rocking chair, Qiulan sat on a small stool and gently squeezed Chen Mo's legs.

On the right side of the rocking chair, Donglan was sitting on the chair. The maid next to her was waiting with a fruit basket. Donglan picked a grape from the fruit basket, peeled it off slowly, and then gently fed it to Chen.

Mo's mouth.

"Pfft." Chen Mo spit out the seeds and said, "These grapes are not sweet."

"Would you like a peach, sir?" Dong Lan took a peach from the fruit basket and handed it to Chen Mo's mouth. Before he got close, Chen Mo smelled a faint peach fragrance.

Chen Mo shook his head.

"Then what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you," Dong Lan said.

"Fei'er, sir, I want to eat grapes." Chen Mo said.

"But sir, didn't you say that grapes are not sweet?" Donglan couldn't help but be stunned.

"Grapes are not sweet, but Fei'er's mouth is sweet." Chen Mo put his arms around Donglan's neck, then whispered a few words into her ear.

Donglan's face turned red and she looked shy, which made Qiulan glance at her curiously, wanting to know what happened.

I saw Donglan picking another grape, peeling off the skin, then holding it in her mouth, leaning over Chen Mo, and kissed him.

After a while, the fruity aroma of grapes and the beauty's red lips filled Chen Mo's mouth.

Qiulan's face turned red.

Soon Chen Mo started playing another trick.

He unbuttoned Donglan's clothes, then picked up a grape and put it between her guts, just when Chen Mo was about to eat it.

"Sir, Your Highness Dening is here." Chunlan's voice sounded from the corridor outside the courtyard.

Donglan's face turned blood red over time, she buttoned up her shirt in a panic and stood up.

When Chunlan came over, she happened to see a grape slipping from Donglan's body.

Chunlan's eyes widened.

Donglan felt ashamed to see anyone, so she quickly covered her face and ran away.

Chunlan glanced at Qiulan.

Qiulan made a simple gesture, and Chunlan's face turned red when she understood. She secretly thought that the master is really ridiculous, but she said: "Master, His Highness Dening wants to see you."

"I understand, Qiulan, you go down first." Chen Mo waved his hand, and then said: "Chunlan, bring her over here to meet me."

"Master, isn't this bad? She is His Highness, you have to go see her." Chunlan couldn't help but remind her.

"It's okay. His Highness Dening won't care about this. Just bring her over."

"promise."

...

The rain curtain fell from the eaves into the courtyard. Chen Mo raised his head and looked to the right.

Zhao Jiangning and several personal maids, led by Chunlan, walked over quickly with their hands folded on their waists.

Zhao Jiangning also saw Chen Mo.

Then he waved to the maids to leave.

Chen Mo also gave a look, and Chunlan also retreated.

He got down from the rocking chair, and then greeted him with a smile: "Your Highness is here for your visit, and I hope that Your Highness will not be surprised if you are not able to welcome me from afar."

After Zhao Jiangning approached, he glared at Chen Mo, sat down on the chair next to the rocking chair, and immediately said, "There are a lot of weird things in your house."

"If your highness likes it, I can give him some." Seeing Zhao Jiangning sitting down, Chen Mo also lay down on the rocking chair.

For a moment, it seemed as if Zhao Jiangning had become someone to serve.

Zhao Jiangning also noticed this, frowned and said, "No need. Didn't you say before that you would come to Gaofu yesterday? Why didn't I see you all day yesterday?"

"I can't come because something happened." Chen Mo said casually.

"Tch, I think you're just scared." Zhao Jiangning snorted coldly.

Chen Mo did not answer, but said: "Your Highness, don't you want to keep vigil for the consort? It's raining so hard, why do you want to come to my house?"

Seeing that he asked questions knowingly, Zhao Jiangning gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Do you have to humiliate me like this?"

"Oh, I remembered, His Highness is here to heal his wounds." Chen Mo got off the rocking chair, then stood up, pointed at the rocking chair, and said, "Then please lie down, Your Highness."

"Here?" Zhao Jiangning's expression was stunned.

"Don't worry, no one will come here without my permission. And under the heavy rain, doesn't His Highness think it has a different flavor?" Chen Mo said with a smile.

Zhao Jiangning could tell that he was teasing her, and her face turned red as she said, "No, this... this is outside."

"It's cool outside, but it's stuffy inside." Chen Mo explained.

Zhao Jiangning knew that he did it on purpose, but there was nothing he could do against him.

I had no choice but to lie down on the rocking chair.

Then he felt his clothes being untied, and in broad daylight, Zhao Jiangning felt an unspeakable sense of shame.

I just hope this treatment will pass quickly.

But Chen Mo seemed to be teasing her on purpose.

During the treatment process, I kept talking to her.

for example.

"Your Highness, what are you going to do after your injury is healed?"

"Your Highness, you are still so young, do you really want to guard the Gao family and be a living widow?"

"Your Highness, if I treat you the way Gao Fen does, it won't be worth it if you have to live as a widower for him!"

Seeing that he was chirping all the time, Zhao Jiangning couldn't hold it back and said in a mocking tone: "Am I remarrying you?"
Chapter completed!