I failed again

When Shen Qinglun thought back to the bet, he really wanted to go back and beat to death the self who had been so ambitious and had bet five thousand taels of silver.

Woo woo woo woo, his five thousand taels of silver!

Shen Qinglun now really wants to find his senior brother and ask him to postpone the marriage for a few years, but he doesn't dare.

If the eldest senior brother knew about their bet, they would all be severely punished by him.

As the culprit, after being dealt with by the eldest brother, he had to face the remaining five angry junior brothers.

Shen Qinglun cherishes his money, but he still values ​​his life.

No matter what, the money from the bet will eventually be among them, and anyone can take it. The fun is in the fact that they can use the money to gamble with the eldest brother behind his back!

I just don't know whether this money will end up in Bai Ci's pocket or Qi Huaijin's pocket.

"However, I am really a little curious about what kind of beauty can win the heart of Senior Brother." Shen Qinglun picked up the book that had fallen on his legs, and after lying down again, he continued to cover his face with the book.

You can see him in the afternoon.

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After Mo Hanqi came out of the study, he walked straight towards the main courtyard, pushing the door very gently for fear of disturbing the people inside.

Mo Hanqi walked into the inner room. Song Shujing was sleeping soundly on the bed and had no idea that someone had entered the room.

Mo Hanqi sat quietly beside the bed, his eyes gently and attentively falling on Song Shujing's peaceful sleeping face.

At this moment, Mo Hanqi suddenly discovered that Song Shujing's originally relaxed brows were slightly frowned, as if he had encountered something unsettling in his dream.

This subtle change made Mo Hanqi's heart tighten. He couldn't help but reach out his hand, wanting to smooth out the wrinkles between Song Shujing's brows, but he was afraid of waking Song Shujing up.

So, his hand stayed in the air for a moment, and then he gently withdrew it.

Perhaps Shu Jing was frightened by this incident and couldn't sleep well.

Mo Hanqi looked at Song Shujing with eyes full of heartache, thinking about getting some calming incense from Shen Qinglun to offer to Song Shujing later.

With the calming incense, Shu Jing should be able to have a good sleep, Mo Hanqi thought.

Mo Hanqi just sat beside the bed, watching Song Shujing sleep, until noon, when he gently woke Song Shujing up.

"Shujing, get up, it's time for lunch."

Song Shujing slowly woke up at Mo Hanqi's call. He looked at the unfamiliar ceiling of the bed and couldn't react. He was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

He is now in Mo Hanqi's room.

Mo Hanqi looked at Song Shujing, who had just woken up and looked a little dazed. His heart softened. He stretched out his hand and pinched his face, saying, "Wake up and wake up. It's time for lunch."

"Yeah." Song Shujing hummed, then sat up. After a while, he prepared to get out of bed and get dressed.

But Mo Hanqi directly picked up the clothes that Song Shujing had neatly folded beside the bed and put them on him one by one.

Song Shujing did not refuse and let him play with her.

These past few days, he also discovered that Mo Hanqi really liked to help him put on his clothes himself. Even if he didn't need it and refused, Mo Hanqi would still do his own thing.

I don't know what his habit is.

Generally speaking, shouldn't it be the male concubines who help their masters dress? But in Mo Hanqi's case, it's the other way around.

Song Shujing felt puzzled, but did not ask. After all, it was just a small matter and there was no problem.