GB: Bai Yueguang is a villain again.

This is the first time that Xiao Zeqing shows affection in front of his elders.

The cute behavior when she first met her parents was all fake, a loving scene performed to cooperate with Su Mo's plan.

At that time, he had not thought that he would be so attracted to the person next to him.

Now, hearing her such intimate words, his thin face turned completely red.

It seems like I'm trying to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Jiang Zhushu looked at him shyly with a smile, and then secretly glared at the mother and daughter.

Pulling Xiao Zeqing to the inner room, "I heard Momo talk about your family. Now that you are married into our Su family, we will naturally treat you as our own son. Father will take you inside to say something, but women are not allowed to listen."

He turned his head and gestured to Su Guijun, "Don't be so sarcastic with Momo. You have something to discuss. It's New Year's Day. If you dare to be mean to the children again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you."

"I know, I know. I'm not unreasonable. Why do you control me so strictly..." Su Guijun nodded in agreement, but she only dared to mutter the last sentence secretly, not daring to let Jiang Zhushu hear it.

Su Mo pursed his lips and turned his head to the side, afraid that she would see him about to laugh and scold her again.

"Okay, laugh if you want to. Your father has been like this for a long time." Su Guijun waved his hands. It was rare that he didn't get angry because of her ridicule.

Su Mo pouted and moved his lips, trying to suppress his laughter. "Father said you had something to tell me. What is it?"

Su Guijun led her to the study and closed the door.

"Now that you hold great power, your father and I can't do anything to help you. Staying in Beijing might even become a burden to you." Su Guijun straightened her expression and told Su Mo about her and Jiang Zhushu's plan.

"So we plan to leave tomorrow and go back to our hometown first. After that, we might just wander around and take a look. If we find something interesting, we'll stay a while longer. We probably won't be returning to Beijing."

This was the result of many discussions between her and Jiang Zhushu.

All officials holding some position in the court knew what the person sitting on the dragon throne had done before.

The late emperor's move to appoint Su Mo as regent is also intriguing.

Beneath the seemingly calm situation, there are undercurrents.

No one knows when this situation of mutual checks and balances will be broken. Their Su family does not have the power to back Su Mo up, so they can only stay away to avoid becoming a bargaining chip to threaten her in the future.

To put it bluntly, they want to run away.

Su Mo frowned and remained silent for a while.

"Did father agree too?"

Su Guijun smiled upon hearing this, feeling rather proud. "Of course your father agreed. The current situation and this decision were all his own. How could I, a warrior, understand all these twists and turns?"

Seeing her look like that, the originally stagnant and heavy atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

Su Mo also raised the corners of his lips, "That's good, I was worried that my father would be reluctant to let me go."

Jiang Zhushu is a scholar after all. Although the Jiang family is now in decline, their ancestors were once glorious.

He is still sensitive to the situation in the court.

Otherwise, he would not have persuaded Su Guijun to hand over the military power early, thus avoiding the fate of being abandoned after the rabbit is dead.

But Su Mo still felt a little reluctant to leave them.

What can I do? She persuaded herself.

She would leave eventually. She could protect them in the capital for a while, but not forever.

Besides, people always make mistakes, and she didn't dare to take the risk of even the slightest negligence.

It will cost them their lives.

"Besides, you're already so old, it's time for us to live a leisurely life."

Su Guijun patted her on the shoulder, and Su Mo came back to his senses and met her proud eyes.

"You have always been my pride, both before and now."

In Su Mo's impression, Su Guijun has always been tall and bad-tempered.

There was not a single compliment paid to her.

But now she is gradually overlapping with the figure in the corner of her memory.

The woman who silently touched her head with her warm and generous hands.

This is Su Guijun's unique love.

She won't express it, but you can truly feel the love that cannot be separated and is connected by blood.

Seeing Su stunned there, Su Guijun turned her head away embarrassedly and said awkwardly, "I was just praising you casually, don't get too proud."

Su Mo responded with a big hug.

His nose felt strangely sore, and Su Mo sniffed, resting his chin on Su Guijun's shoulder.

"Got it. You have to take care of yourselves from now on. I'll send some people to follow you. Don't worry about what happens next. I'll definitely take care of it."

Su Guijun patted her on the back and nodded lightly.

"Let's go, they should have finished talking. Let's stay overnight after dinner and go back tomorrow morning."

When the two returned to the hall, Jiang Zhushu was the only one left there.

Su Mo poked his head out and asked him, "Father, where is Zeqing?"

Jiang Zhushu seemed to be hesitant to speak, but finally gritted her teeth and asked Su Mo, "Momo, I shouldn't be saying this to you, but..."

He struggled with his words for a while, then sighed, "Forget it, I won't say anything. Go ask Zeqing. He's in your old room."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Su Mo and went to arrange dinner. His back looked like he was fleeing in panic.

Su Mo was a little puzzled. What did the two of them say to make Jiang Zhushu stammer like this?

She and Su Guijun looked at each other, and there were only four puzzled eyes.

Su Mo turned around and went back to her original room in the Su Mansion.

Someone must clean the place regularly, as there is no dust on the tables and chairs, and even the window sills are spotless.

Upon closer inspection, I saw that the mattresses had been replaced with new ones.

Xiao Zeqing sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her, dazed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Mo called him softly, which gave him a fright.

Like a sneaky little fox.

He turned around slowly, his face turning red and white.

Her eyes were watery, as if she was about to cry in the next second.

When have I ever seen him with such an inappropriate expression?

Normally, he was indifferent in everything he did. When teased by Su Mo, he would just turn a little red on the tip of his ears, or glance at her proudly. He had engraved his self-cultivation into his bones.

Su Mo walked forward and squatted down, holding his hands on his knees.

It was so cold that it was biting.

There should be enough braziers in the room for heating.

But his hands seemed to be unable to warm up no matter how hard he tried, and they kept shaking.

"Qingqing, don't be afraid. What's wrong? Can you tell me?" She comforted him gently, looking up at him with concern in her eyes.

Xiao Zeqing's lips trembled, but he just stammered and made no sound.

Su Mo waited patiently for him to calm down, then held his hand in his palm and rubbed it slowly, trying to give him some warmth.

After a while, he asked her in a hoarse voice.

"Do you...want a child?"