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

Wen Qingcheng knew that they dared to do this because Mo Jinghong was not around. Before knowing the whole situation of the palace, Wen Qingcheng would not confront them head-on. "Father, mother, I cannot obey your wishes, and I dare not make decisions for the prince privately. I will kneel in the ancestral hall as punishment."

After Wen Qingcheng finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to say anything, she turned around and took Qingluo and Bai Wei to the ancestral hall.

"Girl, do you really want to kneel? They are too bullying." Bai Wei was reluctant to let Wen Qingcheng kneel as punishment.

"I wanted to kneel in the ancestral hall on my own initiative. I'll retreat in order to advance. We'll talk about everything after the prince comes back." Wen Qingcheng would not put herself in a difficult position and found a cushion to kneel down on.

Bai Wei also took a cushion and knelt down beside Wen Qingcheng. Wen Qingcheng said, "Hurry up, you don't need to kneel down with me. Go back to the room and rest."

"The girl is here, how can the two of us go back?"

Wen Qingcheng tried to persuade Bai Wei to leave but she couldn't. She had to let Bai Wei stay, but she didn't allow her to kneel. She asked Qingluo to go back and get some water. Wen Qingcheng would not let herself suffer. She took a small stool from the space and hid it under her skirt and sat down. On the surface, she was kneeling upright.

Princess Qin sent the nanny to invite Wen Qingcheng twice. After all, she didn't want to be known as a harsh bride and let the Marquis' Mansion say something unpleasant. Wen Qingcheng couldn't hold out, so the nanny had no choice but to go back and report.

After Mo Jinghong finished his work, he rushed back without stopping. He knew his family very well. He thought that they were trying to pick on her in some way to intimidate his little wife, so he had to protect her.

When she saw Wen Qingcheng's frail figure kneeling on the ground, a big hand reached out and held her arm to pull her up. Wen Qingcheng looked up and saw Mo Jinghong looking at her with a distressed expression. "They actually asked you to kneel in the ancestral hall!"

Wen Qingcheng could clearly feel the chill emanating from Mo Jinghong's body, and hurriedly explained in a soft voice: "Don't worry, I didn't kneel for long. I was sitting most of the time. I only knelt when I heard someone coming."

Mo Jinghong squatted down, lifted up Wen Qingcheng's skirt, and checked her knees. There were bruises on both knees. Mo Jinghong frowned immediately, "You said you didn't kneel for long. I'll go find them."

Wen Qingcheng hurriedly pulled him back, leaned over to his ear and whispered, "I didn't kneel today. Have you forgotten that you made me kneel on the bed last night? I was like this when I woke up this morning."

Mo Jinghong's face suddenly turned red when he heard this. Thinking of the madness of last night, his face relaxed, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, he coughed twice unnaturally, and whispered: "Don't kneel here, go back to your room and kneel."

Wen Qingcheng's pretty face turned red, and she reached out and patted his chest gently, "What are you doing? We are in the ancestral hall, everyone is listening."

Mo Jinghong didn't care about those things anymore. He pulled Wen Qingcheng and walked into his own yard. Mo Jinghong even ignored the servants' gazes and carried Wen Qingcheng sideways into the bedroom.

"Prince..." Xia Nan saw the two of them coming back and was about to go up to ask if they wanted some snacks, but then she saw Mo Jinghong holding Wen Qingcheng, raising his foot to hook the door, and the door slammed shut.

"What are you doing in broad daylight? What will people think if they see you?" Wen Qingcheng struggled to get down.

"I don't care what they think. I've been enduring for two years. They can't let me indulge myself for a while."

"Two years? We hadn't made up our minds two years ago, so why are you so patient?" Wen Qingcheng said with a glare. Then she realized that this guy had been thinking about her since then!

Wen Qingcheng felt ashamed and annoyed. She wanted to punch him when she thought about how he had recovered his memory but was playing dumb and still secretly thinking about her. "Have you been thinking about me since then? You are such a good Mo Jinghong, I was fooled by your innocent appearance!"

Mo Jinghong looked at her deeply, and suddenly said in a serious and affectionate tone: "Don't you like me treating you like that?"

Without waiting for Wen Qingcheng to answer, his lips had already covered hers. Wen Qingcheng couldn't resist his nagging and acquiesced to his foolish behavior again.

After a period of affectionate love, Wen Qingcheng lay on Mo Jinghong's shoulder like an obedient kitten, calling him "husband" sweetly. Even a man of steel like Mo Jinghong felt his bones softened.

Mo Jinghong now had a satisfied look on his face and his eyes were much clearer. He asked about what happened this morning. When he just returned home, he heard Qingluo talking about how they had embarrassed Wen Qingcheng in the morning. When he heard that his little wife was forced to kneel in the ancestral hall, he rushed to the ancestral hall to find her.

"What's the situation with Amber? The princess said she was originally in your room."

"She was originally in my room, but after I disappeared, she was assigned to the princess. Later, Mo Jingqi got her pregnant, and then he wanted to frame me." After Mo Jinghong finished explaining, he looked at Wen Qingcheng with interest, held up her little face with his big hands and asked, "They said she was my child and asked you to take her into your room. What did you say at the time?"

Wen Qingcheng's big, bright eyes sparkled as she said with a smile, "I told you to take her into your room. You didn't lose out. You got a beauty and a child for free. How are you going to thank me?"

Mo Jinghong knew that she was talking nonsense, and threatened: "You have learned to talk nonsense, wait and see how I punish you." After that, he touched the softness of her chest with his big hands and ravaged it with a little punishment. Gradually, Wen Qingcheng saw that his eyes were not right again, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I won't say anything, please forgive me."

"You really don't dare? Say a few more soft words."

"I dare not, good brother, good husband, please forgive me."

Mo Jinghong was very satisfied, so he spared her. Although he couldn't help himself with Wen Qingcheng's beauty in his arms, he still suppressed his desire considering her health.

Wen Qingcheng then talked about the specific situation at that time. She thought that she was going to move out soon anyway, and didn't want to make things too awkward with them, so she took a step back and asked to kneel in the ancestral hall. "The princess sent people to persuade me several times, but I didn't get up. I said I would wait for the prince to come back and ask clearly before making any plans."

"You did a good job. I knew they would take the opportunity to bully you, so I rushed back as soon as I finished my work. From now on, no matter what they want you to do, you have to wait until I come back to deal with it."

Wen Qingcheng nodded, and Mo Jinghong said, "Let's move to Yu Garden tomorrow." He didn't want his little wife to stay in this house for a moment. Who knows how the people in this mansion would bully his little wife when he is away.

"Tomorrow? Is it so hasty?" Wen Qingcheng asked in surprise.

"No rush, I've already prepared everything, and I've even prepared a surprise for you, just what you like."

Wen Qingcheng raised her eyebrows, her eyes lit up, "What do I like? What is it?"

"You'll know when you go tomorrow."