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

"I have used it." Wen Qingcheng replied with a smile.

After returning home, the mother and daughter held hands and had endless things to say, while Mo Jinghong watched Ah Falcon teach Zicheng to practice sword in the yard. Wen Qingcheng and Ye Xiuying heard Zicheng practicing vigorously outside the yard, so they also brought Xueer out to watch the "fun".

Mo Jinghong watched Zicheng perform a sword dance, asked a few questions, took the sword, and demonstrated it himself. Zicheng looked at Mo Jinghong with admiration. It was also the first time for Wen Qingcheng to see Mo Jinghong dance with a sword, and she thought her husband was so handsome.

Mo Jinghong caught a glimpse of Wen Qingcheng's fangirl look and immediately became interested. He also increased the difficulty. Zicheng looked at the complicated sword flowers and saw Mo Jinghong leap up several feet, then leap high in the air and land gently. Zicheng's face turned from excitement to a little depressed.

Mo Jinghong stopped and handed the sword to Zicheng. Zicheng said with a droopy head, "When will I be able to learn such a complicated sword move? This is too difficult."

Ah Falcon knew that at Zicheng's age, he should start from the simplest sword moves. If he was asked to learn such a difficult sword style right from the start, it would dampen his enthusiasm. The prince was busy showing off in front of the princess, but he dampened the enthusiasm of your brother-in-law. Ah Falcon complained in his heart.

Mo Jinghong touched Zicheng's head and said, "I've seen it just now. You have a talent for martial arts. I'll hire a swordsman to teach you. You'll learn it step by step.

When Zicheng heard that Mo Jinghong recognized him and said he had talent, he was full of confidence. Ah Falcon said, "No matter how many sword moves you learn, they are just for show. The key is to practice the basic skills and cultivate internal strength."

Ye Xiuying thought that Zicheng should just study hard, like his father, and take the imperial examinations in the future. Practicing Kung Fu is not something that can be achieved overnight. It requires long-term hard work and practice. It is also easy to get injured. It is okay to practice swordsmanship to strengthen the body. There is no need to hire a sword master and learn martial arts seriously.

Ye Xiuying frowned slightly, shook her head and said, "I think we should not consider learning martial arts. Studying hard is the right way. The road to martial arts is too difficult. How can ordinary people endure the training day after day? Besides, it is common to get injured while practicing martial arts. It is better to study hard and be like your father in the future."

Wen Qingcheng also said: "Yes, with kung fu like you and Brother Axuan, I don't know how much hardship you have to endure since childhood. I can't bear to let him suffer those hardships. My brother was born to enjoy happiness."

Mo Jinghong smiled and said, "Cheng'er, that's wrong. It's nothing for a boy to suffer a little. Only by learning Kung Fu well can you protect the people you want to protect."

Zicheng said: "I am not afraid of hardship. I want to learn Kung Fu well and protect my mother, elder sister, Xue'er, and...Qi'er."

Wen Qingcheng raised her eyebrows after hearing this and said, "It's understandable that you want to protect me, my mother, and Xue'er, but does Qi Ge'er need your protection? It's Qi Ge'er's sister, Xiao Moli, who needs protection."

Wen Qingcheng inadvertently revealed Zicheng's little thoughts, and Zicheng's face instantly turned red to his ears. He put down his sword, ran to Wen Qingcheng, buried his head in her arms, and shook them hard, meaning that he should stop talking.

Wen Qingcheng smiled and touched Zicheng's hair, saying, "Okay, okay, I was wrong. If Zicheng likes it, let your brother-in-law help you find the best swordsman. Mother, Xue'er and I will depend on you in the future."

In the afternoon, Wen Qingcheng suddenly felt reluctant to leave. Although her house was small, it was warm and comfortable. Mo Jinghong put down his sword, sat next to Wen Qingcheng, folded his hands behind his head, and lay down. "If you don't leave, then I won't leave either. Wherever my wife is, I will be there."

Mo Jinghong was lying on the bed in Wen Qingcheng's boudoir, smelling the unique fragrance of Wen Qingcheng. Suddenly, an idea popped into his mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

"Hey, what are you grinning for?" Wen Qingcheng saw him grinning foolishly and thought he was thinking of something happy, so she asked.

"I was thinking, doing that to you in your boudoir, it makes me excited just thinking about it."

Wen Qingcheng gnashed her teeth and said, "So that's what you were thinking about. You've changed. Are you still my original Big Brother Mo? Tell me! Have you been possessed by another spirit?"

Mo Jinghong pulled Wen Qingcheng over with one hand and let her lie in his arms. "What do you mean I've changed? I've never changed."

"No, my brother Mo is not like you, thinking about those things all day long..."

"Your big brother Mo has always been like this!" After saying that, Mo Jinghong's big hands became restless again and reached into Wen Qingcheng's clothes. Just as he was about to do something violent, he was interrupted by Ye Xiuying outside the door.

"Qingcheng, Chuyi, let's eat fish tonight."

Wen Qingcheng immediately tried to break free from Mo Jinghong's arms, but Mo Jinghong held her tightly. Wen Qingcheng glared at him, adjusted her tone and replied, "Okay, let's eat fish."

Mo Jinghong smiled evilly, leaned over to kiss Wen Qingcheng on the cheek, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Auntie must not know what I'm doing."

"Oh, stop it, Zicheng will come to see you soon." Wen Qingcheng twisted her body to stop him from doing anything wrong, and Mo Jinghong let her go reluctantly. Seeing that he was still unsatisfied, Wen Qingcheng said softly, "In the evening..."

Mo Jinghong's eyes lit up instantly, shining like stars. He turned over and pressed Wen Qingcheng under him, "You said so, don't stop when the time comes."

However, Mo Jinghong was too happy a little too early. Just after the family finished dinner, a shadow guard came to report that the emperor had summoned him. Wen Qingcheng was glad that she could have a good rest tonight and didn't have to "work overtime". She stayed at her mother's house for two days happily.

On the third day, although Ye Xiuying was reluctant to leave Wen Qingcheng, she thought that her daughter had just gotten married and could not stay too long at her parents' home. According to the customs of Da Qi, staying at the parents' home right after the wedding would be considered as a discord between the couple. So Ye Xiuying decided to persuade Wen Qingcheng to return to her new home.

"Qingcheng, why hasn't Chuyi come to pick you up yet? It's time for you to go back, so that the elders at the palace won't say anything." Ye Xiuying said.

"Mom, don't you want to live with me?"

"Of course mother wants to. You are newly married now, so why should you always live in your mother's house? If my relatives in the palace knew about this, they would think I was ignorant."

"Why do you care what they say? But...according to Chuyi's temper, he should come to pick me up." Wen Qingcheng was a little puzzled. Ever since they confirmed their relationship, Mo Jinghong wanted to stick to her every day. How could he bear not to come to see her for three days this time? Could it be that Mo Lianche had assigned him another task?

On the other side, Mo Jinghong was stopped by the King of Qin as soon as he left the palace. He was asked to go to the palace, saying that he had something important to discuss. Mo Jinghong was anxious to pick up Wen Qingcheng and didn't want to go back to the palace, but seeing that the King of Qin looked very anxious, he had to go back with him to see what he said.