The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

Mo Lianche had such a keen insight that he could see Wen Qingcheng's expression clearly. Her beautiful eyes like icy lakes were red, she sniffed through her nose, and pursed her cherry lips, looking so stubborn that it made people feel both funny and distressed.

"in argument?"

Wen Qingcheng didn't answer and changed the subject, "What shall we eat? It's my treat."

Mo Lianche was amused by her, "Is hot pot okay?"

"Yeah." Wen Qingcheng nodded.

Seeing that Wen Qingcheng didn't want to mention Mo Jinghong, Mo Lianche didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the heated wine from the small red clay stove and poured her a glass.

"For me? I don't drink." Wen Qingcheng shook her head.

"If it were any other day, I wouldn't let you drink. But today you're sitting in the snow, and you're going to catch a cold, which will affect your ability to have children in the future. Drinking some hot wine to sweat will be good for your health."

"This..." Wen Qingcheng didn't drink in her previous life. She had a poor alcohol tolerance and would get drunk after one glass, so she never drank. Now that she has changed her body, maybe the original owner's body will not be like this.

"I saw you acting like a heroine before, but you are a girl after all and have never drunk alcohol. So what?" Mo Lianche raised his hand to take away Wen Qingcheng's wine glass, but was held down by Wen Qingcheng.

Wen Qingcheng hated others thinking that she was incompetent. She was a female eagle-like woman, not an ordinary girl. "Your Highness, please."

Mo Lianche raised his eyebrows, picked up the wine glass and drank it all. Wen Qingcheng drank it afterwards, and indeed felt her stomach getting hot, and her whole body felt hot.

Mo Lianche saw Wen Qingcheng blushing, holding the cup in her hand and admiring the painting on the cup. Mo Lianche laughed and shook his head. He felt that the girl in front of him was cute and affectionate. He picked up the wine pot and poured another cup for himself.

Wen Qingcheng drank one glass and felt fine, so she wanted to pour another one, but Mo Lianche stopped her, "Girls, don't drink too much."

"It's okay, the alcohol content of this wine is too low."

Seeing that she was in high spirits, Mo Lianche didn't want to spoil her fun. Fortunately, she was here and safe enough, so he didn't stop her.

Soon, two waiters came up with a hot pot and the table was filled with side dishes and fish. Huan Qi followed the two waiters out of the room.

The red oil soup base of the hot pot was bubbling, and Mo Lianche put a plate of meat slices in it. It was steaming hot, like a mist or a dream. Outside the window, it was getting dark, and the cold wind was blowing, mixed with gray and white snowflakes falling to the ground. They were eating hot pot in the warm house. Mo Lianche looked at Wen Qingcheng's bulging mouth eating deliciously, and he didn't care to talk. He felt an indescribable comfort in his heart.

Although he and Wen Qingcheng had not known each other for long, he felt very relaxed being with her. Even if this girl wanted to harm him, she would do it openly.

"Your Highness, you are so weird. You have delicious food but you don't eat it. Instead, you look at me." Wen Qingcheng had noticed his gaze a long time ago but was too embarrassed to say it. Seeing that he was still staring at her, she couldn't help but remind him.

......

After Mo Jinghong finished his work with He's family, he immediately took Ah Falcon to Wen's house. When he learned that Wen Qingcheng had not returned, Mo Jinghong's heart skipped a beat. Wen Qingcheng had no relatives in Kyoto, so it was impossible for her to go to the Marquis's house to find Wen Liang. Where would she go?

Mo Jinghong got on the carriage and asked Ah Falcon to search along the street. He searched all the places they usually went to, but found nothing. Seeing that it was getting dark, Mo Jinghong was worried that Wen Qingcheng had met a bad guy, and he was very anxious. The carriage suddenly stopped in the snow, and Mo Jinghong asked grimly, "What happened?"

"Sir, it's Yingge."

Mo Jinghong knew that Yingge was responsible for protecting Wen Qingcheng, so he quickly opened the curtain and Yingge bowed. Mo Jinghong quickly asked, "Where is Miss Wen?"

"Miss Wen is drunk on Jiangyue."

Mo Jinghong frowned. No one in Zuijiangyue knew Wen Qingcheng, so how did she get in? Without thinking too much, Mo Jinghong asked A Falcon to speed up and go to Zuijiangyue.

In Zui Jiang Yue's private room, Wen Qingcheng was full and satisfied. Seeing that there was still a plate of fish on the table, she thought of packing it up and bringing it back for Bai Wei to eat. As soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy. She didn't feel it when she was sitting just now.

"Miss Wen..."

Wen Qingcheng fell to one side softly, and Mo Lianche stood up to catch her. Wen Qingcheng's face was pressed against his chest. In a trance, Wen Qingcheng felt that this solid embrace was like Mo Jinghong, and she murmured, "Brother Mo..."

"Gu Zai, do you feel dizzy? Sit down first." Mo Lianche responded, because his last name was also Mo, and he subconsciously thought that Wen Qingcheng was calling him. Feeling the soft and boneless body in his arms, and the faint fragrance coming from it, his soul was agitated for a moment, and he was reluctant to let go.

Just at this moment, Mo Jinghong came up with Ah Falcon and saw Huan Qi standing at the door. The door of the private room was closed. Huan Qi was surprised to see Mo Jinghong. "Prince, why are you here?"

"Who's in there?" Mo Jinghong asked in a deep voice.

"His Highness is meeting guests inside... Hey, Prince!"

Without waiting for Huan Qi to finish, Mo Jinghong pushed the door open. He knew that Wen Qingcheng had come to Zui Jiang Yue, but he didn't expect that she was with the prince.

The door was pushed open, and when he looked up, he saw Mo Lianche holding Wen Qingcheng in his arms, lowering his head and whispering something. Huan Qi was also stunned. Aren't they having dinner? Why...

Mo Jinghong's face turned ugly in an instant, his chest felt stuffy, and his vision went dark for a moment. He forced himself to calm down and look over. Wen Qingcheng's face was as red as the setting sun, which looked extremely shy in the eyes of others.

Mo Lianche didn't expect Mo Jinghong to come over suddenly. Looking at the drunken person in his arms, he felt a little guilty for a moment. Wen Qingcheng tried her best to maintain her balance, turned her head to look at the person who came, and recognized it as Mo Jinghong. She was confused, why there were two Mo Jinghongs, and suddenly remembered that she was having dinner with Mo Lianche, not Mo Jinghong.

At this time, Mo Jinghong came to see her. All the hatred and resentment in Wen Qingcheng's heart disappeared. He still liked her. Now thinking about it, maybe what happened in the afternoon was just for those people to see. If Mo Jinghong explained it to her afterwards, she would listen and forgive him.

"Jinghong, you came at the right time. Miss Wen can't hold her liquor and is drunk." Mo Lianche looked calm and held Wen Qingcheng's hand.

"I didn't expect Cheng'er to be with my brother. I'll take her back first." Mo Jinghong bowed, put his hand under Wen Qingcheng's knees, and picked her up sideways.

Mo Jinghong carried Wen Qingcheng downstairs and got into the carriage without saying a word. Ah Falcon lowered the curtain and drove to Wen's house.

In the carriage, Wen Qingcheng felt dizzy and leaned against the wall of the carriage with drunken eyes. Mo Jinghong put his hand behind Wen Qingcheng's head and looked at her without saying a word.

"Brother Mo..." Wen Qingcheng spoke softly.

Mo Jinghong's voice was filled with emotion, and he asked, "Cheng'er, you have been refusing to be with me. Do you have the prince in your heart?"