Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

Yun Qian fell asleep with tears in her eyes. Mo Heng propped up his head and watched her quietly. A smile filled his eyes as he watched her sleeping face. This was his wife, the mother of his two children. They were about to welcome two precious little lives.

Before meeting Yun Qian, he had never thought about getting married... He has always been picky, so how could he settle for just being with his lover?

The more he thought about it, the happier he felt. He just couldn't get enough of such heartwarming moments. He felt like Yun Qian might be a fairy from the moon, a gift from heaven to him. No, it wasn't a gift; she was the best.

These words can never be spoken, just like his love can only be hidden in his silence and the depth of his eyes.

For a moment, he seemed to have forgotten how heartless he had thought Yun Qian was. And how angry he had been at her coldness...

He gently stroked Yun Qian's eyebrows with his fingers, and suddenly remembered that Yun Qian had cried for so long tonight, her eyes were red from crying, and he was afraid that her eyes would feel uncomfortable tomorrow morning.

He then stood up and asked someone to bring a basin of hot water, and applied a warm towel to Yun Qian's eyes.

He was indeed a little too happy tonight, so happy that he couldn't sleep. He was already thinking about discussing returning to the capital with Yun Qian as soon as she woke up tomorrow morning. He was always worried if she didn't go back with him.

Sometimes he worried about Yun Qian's fatigue from the journey, sometimes he wondered when to hold the wedding and what to name the two unborn children.

He's like a madman.

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The next morning, Yun Qian woke up. She felt like she hadn't slept so soundly for a long time. She was tired from crying and felt like she had no strength left. Her head was still a little dazed, and she slowly recalled what happened last night.

After she reviewed it all, she suddenly felt like she didn't want to live anymore.

No matter how much she cried before, no matter how much she complained to Mo Heng, she just thought it was a job requirement, but what happened last night? She didn't want to talk about it.

But the sweetness in my heart cannot be deceived, even the system can detect it.

"Host, it seems you had a good time last night."

"Get lost." Sharp and decisive.

"...Actually, there was a reason why I suddenly left work yesterday."

"roll."

"…Compensate the host with a big gift package."

"Go away, wait a minute. Tell me what's going on."

"...It's like this. Yesterday, the Lord God suddenly called me back to give me job training.

It gave me an upgrade, and from now on we will have more items to sell in our world shop."

After hearing this, Yun Qian felt uninterested. "Oh, profiteer. Where's the gift package?"

"I'll give you a postpartum recovery pill. I wish you eternal youth."

“…”Okay, that saves money.

After a while, Yun Qian still felt that it was not possible. This matter was too important to her.

"System, do you have any protection mechanisms for human emotions?"

"Oh, I understand, host. You're asking what to do if you develop emotions in this world?"

"..."

The system chuckled secretly and said, "It's okay, host. We will clear your emotional memory every time you complete a world mission, but your memory will still be retained."

Then he added, "You can also ask me for the video footage to review."

After hearing this, Yun Qian couldn't help but feel a little surprised and couldn't help but praise, "Your system technology is quite well developed."

Yun Qian finally felt relieved. She didn't want to be killed by her own feelings. Often, the more you care about someone, the more you are giving that person a knife, a knife that can be used to stab you.

Yun Qian stopped dwelling on it. Just as she was about to happily get up, she saw Mo Heng enter. He was wearing a dark blue robe with a mysterious pattern, which surprised her slightly. Was the ultraviolet fanatic suddenly less enthusiastic today? Clearly, the pressure and atmosphere around him today weren't as unapproachable as yesterday.

Mo Heng shamelessly said he would help her put on her clothes. Yun Qian finally swallowed her refusal. If she could get along with him on such a small matter, she would just go along with it. Don't provoke her again, she's just been coaxed.

The man chose a light blue, lily-patterned, wide silk skirt that reached her waist, paired with a matching sleeved top. She looked truly radiant and graceful. Mo Heng tried on her pieces one by one, still not feeling it was enough. He wanted to pick out a pearl hairpin for her, but Yun Qian stopped him. She had always disliked having her hair covered in pearls and emeralds; it was tiring and inconvenient.

What if a fight breaks out? She'd studied the hairpins and rings, and they were still too blunt. They needed to be sharpened before she could wear them.

In the end, she simply took a jade hairpin and pinned it up, showing the tenderness of the Jiangnan water town. It seemed that Yun Qian's usually cold eyebrows and eyes were modified by this tenderness. The tenderness was like water, and the wedding day was like a dream.

Seeing Yun Qian didn't want to, Mo Heng gave up. He embraced Yun Qian tenderly, his whole body exuding a kind of sweet and tender affection. He didn't look like a regent in his late twenties, but more like a young man who had just begun to fall in love.

Always wanting to stick to the one you love... and just refusing to let go. Although there is no young people's clingy look on their face, their actions are very honest.

Then, he asked Yun Qian if she was willing to go back with him. This sudden sense of solemnity made Mo Heng feel a little anxious. Yun Qian immediately said yes to him soothingly. Mo Heng felt a huge weight lifted from his heart. He was still afraid, but if Yun Qian said no, he would probably tie her up and take her back.

Yun Qian understood it very well in his heart. A superior like him with a strong desire for control would do whatever he had in mind to the end even if he had to go his own way.

Then she pestered Yun Qian again, asking when she wanted to hold the wedding, whether she wanted the title of princess or princess, and whether she wanted to buy a courtyard in the capital for her master to spend her old age in peace...

Yun Qian felt that he was a little noisy and covered Mo Heng's mouth with her hand, which was a bit unbearable. In the past, Yun Qian would not dare to joke with him like this, but things are different now. Given Mo Heng's current state, these are just trivial matters.

As expected, although Mo Heng was a little surprised, he also understood what Yun Qian meant. Seeing Yun Qian's familiarity with him, he couldn't help but smile. This was what he wanted, he wanted Yun Qian to show him her true self.

If two people want to stay together for a long time, they cannot wear masks all their lives.

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Although Yun Qian was speechless about many of the questions, she still told him her thoughts one by one in response to his questions.

First of all, it would be too hasty to hold a wedding now and she didn’t want to get married while pregnant. She didn’t want a mediocre wedding.

Secondly, she didn't want any titles or imperial edicts. She was just herself, of humble status, with both her parents dead when she was young. Having a noble birth meant nothing to her.

Yun Qian didn't really like the ancient system of distinctions between high and low, and the rules of propriety. After all, she was a modern person... but since she was here, she would abide by the rules and would not try to change the ancient values.

When the level of productivity development is not sufficient to support it, talking about change is nothing but a pipe dream.

The last point is that my master is only thirty-seven years old and is in very good health. She doesn't need to live out her days in retirement. As for where she wants to settle down, it's up to her to decide and I won't make the decision for her.

Listening to his little wife patiently explaining a lot to him, Mo Heng listened while looking at her soft face intently, and just felt like kissing her.

He was never one to compromise himself, so he kissed her whenever he wanted. In the end, they were both quite carried away by the kiss. After Yun Qian reached out and pushed him away, he insisted on explaining that a good relationship between parents was good for the child's growth, pretending to be concerned for the child.

Hearing these words, Yun Qian wanted to laugh but was speechless. She rolled her beautiful eyes at Mo Heng, not hiding her thoughts at all.

Seeing Yun Qian's lively expression, Mo Heng couldn't help but smile. He liked every real version of her. People have their own unique side, but no matter which side of Yun Qian there was, Mo Heng wanted to see it with his own eyes.