With a brain-loving husband [travel]

As soon as Yu Nian entered the garden, there was a lot of trouble, and he ran into the woods without a trace.Jiang Huaishou also followed.

In this way, Mo Jingcheng's intentions were just in line, and he took out the fine cloth he had prepared and spread it on the ground, and then he helped Fang Yun to sit down.

Being supported so carefully, Fang Yun felt a little embarrassed, and tried to sit up by himself, "Husband, if you don't need to take care of me like this, I can do it by myself."

As she spoke, her cheeks turned red like burning peach blossoms.

Mo Jingcheng laughed lightly, kissed her husband's forehead, and did not refute, but the actions of his subordinates continued unabated.

The peach blossoms all over the mountain also became soft under the warm sun, and Fang Yun's heart calmed down, and he gradually became sleepy, and his head naturally leaned on Mo Jingcheng's shoulder.

Knowing that Fulang was a little sleepy, Mo Jingcheng simply took him into his arms and hugged him with his whole body so that he could have a good rest.

A breeze blew slowly, and a few peach blossoms fell on Fang Yun's black hair, bringing a burst of fragrance.

Looking down at the petals on Fang Yunmo's hair, Mo Jingcheng buried his head and kissed his side face, then pressed his face against it, rubbing gently.

"Husband." Fang Yun called out glutinously, raised his head to meet Mo Jingcheng's gaze, "Did your husband give you those rice seeds?"

Unexpectedly, Fu Lang would notice it so soon, Mo Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded after hesitating.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yun stretched out his fingertips and scratched his Adam's apple, and smiled lightly, "And those pamphlets were also drawn by your husband, right?"

When I go to the shop to buy, I can always hear praises for rice seeds and booklets, and I am guessing who drew such practical booklets.

At the beginning, everyone didn't try that method, and they didn't dare to try it lightly, but I heard that one family took the lead and tried that method for only one month, and the harvest in the field would greatly increase.

In addition, the newly planted rice seeds are drought-resistant, and the harvest has directly doubled or tripled. In addition to the grain that was saved, it was also handed over to the owner to earn a lot of silver taels.

"The person who drew this brochure is really kind. If it were me, I would wish to hide it from others." The shopkeeper of a rice shop joked, "Of course, I can't think of such a way."

"But the painting seems familiar?" The servant looked at it again and again, but the feeling of familiarity just now disappeared again, "Maybe I got it wrong."

Fang Yun was also puzzled, so he also took out a booklet to read, and at a glance, he recognized that the paintings were all made by Mo Jingcheng.Although he deliberately changed the handwriting and painting style, he still recognized it at a glance.

But Mo Jingcheng never said this in the restaurant. Sometimes he heard the boys speculate about these rice seeds and booklets, and his husband was indifferent. He would only mention something when the boys didn't understand something. What to do.

Most of the servants in restaurants are tenants in their families, so they are also very concerned about the harvest.

Although he guessed that it was Mo Jingcheng's painting, Fang Yun still didn't expose it in front of all the servants, and he had his own reasons for not telling it.There are only two people here now, and Fang Yun just took the opportunity to ask.

"Husband, why didn't you tell me?" Fang Yun blinked.

After a moment of silence, Mo Jingcheng buried his head in his neck, and replied in a muffled voice: "I don't want Rainbow Dash to worry about this."

It is enough for him to undertake these things alone, as long as his Rainbow Dash is happy every day and takes good care of his body, that is enough.

The reason why he didn't want others to know was because he didn't want to make Fang Yun worry about it.

Once the fame and fortune increase, followed by a steady stream of slander and anxiety.

Therefore, once the pros and cons are analyzed by the intellectual brain, Mo Jingcheng will choose the safest path without hesitation.He wants You Fangyun to have a safe and smooth life.

Bending his eyes, Fang Yun turned around and held Mo Jingcheng's face in his hands, that warm gaze broke into his heart along with the figure in his eyes.

From beginning to end, his husband only had him in his eyes.

He also only had Mo Jingcheng in his eyes.

The peach blossom petals were disturbed by something, and they fell one after another, trapping the two of them in the sea of ​​flowers all over the sky.

"Husband, I want to bear this with you. No matter what it is or what happens, I will be by your side, just like you will always be by my side."

"Didn't it be agreed? To stay by each other's side for the rest of our lives, to share life and death, and share adversity. Has your husband forgotten what we promised when we got married?"

Mo Jingcheng hurriedly interrupted him: "I haven't forgotten, I always remember."

Hearing this, the stars in Fang Yun's eyes gathered together and shone brighter, "So, don't leave me behind, just bear everything alone, okay?"

After a long time, Mo Jingcheng put his hand on the back of Fang Yun's hand, staring into those clean and bright eyes.

"it is good."

After admiring the flowers, the four of them met up in time, got into the carriage and headed home.

It's just that Yu Nian's cheeks were blushing, and his eyes were misty.

Fang Yun was a little worried, and was about to go forward, but Mo Jingcheng grabbed him.

Turning around in confusion, Mo Jingcheng pointed in that direction with his chin.Following his line of sight, he saw Yu Nian leaning softly in Jiang Huaishou's arms, his hands still groping restlessly, as if he was sick.

It was clearly playing tricks on Jiang Huaishou.

In this way, it was not something he could intervene in. With a slight smile, he led Mo Jingcheng into the carriage, and said happily, "They have such a good relationship."

Mo Jingcheng didn't answer.

Fang Yun was a little tired on the way, so he leaned against Mo Jingcheng and fell asleep. When he woke up again, the carriage had already stopped at the gate of the house.

"Brother Yu Nian, where are they?" Fang Yun was sleepy, and Mo Jingcheng carried him off the carriage, but there was no sign of the other carriage.

Mo Jingcheng rubbed his sleepy hair and coaxed, "They're back at the inn, don't worry." But when he raised his head, his face darkened.

The main hall was just facing the gate, and at the moment there was a heroic man sitting in the center of the main hall, and the little maid who was bought not long ago stood beside him tremblingly.

The man squinted his eyes and looked this way, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, like a cozy fox.

The little maid heard footsteps, looked up and saw Mo Fang and the two were walking in the house, and immediately ran forward in a hurry, as if seeing a savior, and stumbled a few times.

"My lord, you are back." The little girl's voice trembled, "Prince Jingyang came to the mansion suddenly, but you just went out, and the prince has been waiting here."

King Jingyang?

With a sullen face, Mo Jingcheng searched his brain for the place where this person appeared in his memory.

After a while, a message popped up in Zhi's brain.This King Jingyang is what the peddler said a long time ago, the prince who competed with Yu Nian for the crown prince, presumably the rumor of "abandoning the prince" was deliberately spread by King Jingyang.

Otherwise, how would the common people have the guts to spread these fake news about the imperial city.

It's just why King Jingyang suddenly appeared here, and there is no guard around him.

Mo Jingcheng had a bad heart, so he glanced at the surrounding roofs, and as expected, his brain began to show a red alarm.There are people hiding on the roof.

As if sensing something strange, Fang Yun also shrank into Mo Jingcheng's arms.

"Mo Jingcheng?" Yu Zhouxue stood up with a smile and waved her hands in the air, "You are the one who solved the spring drought in the surrounding villages?"

When Mo Jingcheng scanned the roof again, the alarm in Zhizhi's brain had calmed down, and no danger was judged.

Staring at the smile on the man's face, Mo Jingcheng intuited that this King Jingyang was not simple, and that the seemingly modest gentleman might have more ruthless methods behind his back than anyone else.

But a mere human being is not a danger to Mo Jingcheng, even with the people ambushing around the house, he can easily kill them.

But not now, with Fang Yun by his side, he must consider Fang Yun's safety.Once started, the consequences would be disastrous.

"It's Caomin. Caomin just happened to recognize Shuishu." Mo Jingcheng cupped his hands.

Yu Zhouxue smiled, "Do you know who I am?"

"The servant girl reported it just now. The grass people don't know that the prince condescends to come here late at night. It's because of the grass people's lack of etiquette. They still hope that the prince will blame him."

Yu Zhouxue, who doesn't like these officialdom words the most, frowned, but quickly let go of a gentle smile, "There is no need to use these hypocrisy. I know that you are very capable, and you can just help me achieve a great cause and gain the approval of the people. willing?"

After hearing the words here, Mo Jingcheng roughly understood.

King Jingyang didn't know that Yu Nian knew him, and he came here just to win him into the camp, so as to establish a foundation among the common people and win the position of heir as soon as possible in the future.

From this point of view, it must be true that King Jingyang and the prince competed for the position of crown prince.

While Mo Jingcheng was thinking, Yu Zhouxue thought that the other party was dissatisfied, and added a few words slowly: "I can give you the official position of the marquis house, and let you have whatever you want. I can also let your husband enjoy the glory and wealth for the rest of his life." , why bother getting up early and working late for a small restaurant?"

After speaking, Yu Zhouxue raised her eyebrows and looked at the villager in front of her who looked a little out of the ordinary.

If he changed the coarse linen clothes on his body, some people would believe him if he said he was a prince or noble.Thinking about it this way, it seems that the spring drought can be easily solved and it seems reasonable.

But the more people look out of place with their surroundings, the more they value wealth and want to get rid of their current situation.Besides, seeing how the villager was protecting Husband, he must have attached great importance to this weak-looking little brother.

Surely the villager will be grateful for the wealth he bestows

"No need, my lord." Mo Jingcheng looked into the eyes of the man in front of him without fear, "Caomin has no ability to assist the lord, please go back, lord."

Yu Zhouxue was slightly taken aback, her red phoenix eyes were raised slightly, her gentle expression almost collapsed.

"Aren't you going to ask the little brother behind you?" Yu Zhouxue calmed down and started with someone else.

Hearing this, Fang Yun flinched behind Mo Jingcheng.

Unexpectedly, sensing Fang Yun's fear, Mo Jingcheng's eyes immediately turned fierce like a pack of wolves in the dark night, but it was only for a moment.

Soon, Mo Jingcheng turned his eyes and smiled back: "My husband doesn't need these."

Even with a smile, Ke Yu Zhouxue felt that those eyes seemed to be soaked in frost, exuding a chilling aura.

Yu Zhouxue, who has been tossing and crawling in the court for decades, knew that there would be no results if she continued to entangle like this, so she said "you will agree in the future" and left the house leisurely.

Seeing the prince leaving, the people ambushing around also retreated quietly.

Fang Yun intuited that King Jingyang just now didn't know any good people, and was worried that Mo Jingcheng would be threatened, his heart beat wildly for a long time, and he calmed down a little under Mo Jingcheng's repeated comfort.

"Yun Bao don't have to worry, even the prince, in order to stabilize his prestige among the common people, he would definitely not dare to act rashly." Mo Jingcheng rubbed Fu Lang's black hair and coaxed him to sleep.

The terrified Fang Yun felt relieved, and fell asleep under Mo Jingcheng's gentle comfort.

The candlelight flickered slightly, Mo Jingcheng looked at Fulang's peaceful sleeping face, and the temperature in his eyes gradually turned cold.

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