Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

Chen Mo's punishment was almost like tickling to Wu Yanqing.

Credit?

Wu Yanqing did not expect to take credit for sending troops this time. He was already a first-class Duke, and he was appointed Minister of the Ministry of War. He had almost reached the top.

Unless this merit can make him a king, there is no difference between having it and not having it.

As for a year's salary?

The salary of the Minister of the Ministry of War is only a few hundred taels of silver for one year. As the head of the Wu family, Wu Yanqing can sometimes spend thousands of taels of silver in a day. This one-year salary is just a drop of rain for him.

Wu Mi knew that this was His Majesty's small punishment for his father. In other words, it was for Yang Qingqing to see.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Wu Mi thanked his father.

After Wu Mi left, Chen Mo asked Jia Yin to send Yang Qingqing.

After Yang Qingqing arrived at the imperial study, Chen Mo said to her: "Concubine Zhao, I just told the queen what you said."

Yang Qingqing felt relieved, but what Chen Mo said next surprised her.

"But the Queen Fei Dan did not blame you. Instead, she ignored the past grievances and interceded for your brothers and asked me to pardon them. Not only that, the Queen also said that even if your father really committed suicide out of fear of crime, her father was also responsible for his negligence and asked me to punish him. Her father." Chen Mo said.

Yang Qingqing's eyes flickered, a little unbelievable.

Wu Mi didn't bear any grudge against herself, but she even took the initiative to ask His Majesty to convict her father?

Yang Qingqing was silent for a moment, feeling a little guilty in her heart.

Seeing that she was silent, Chen Mo stepped forward and held her jade hand, sighed and said: "After all, you are my concubine and my woman. Even if your father is no longer the same, I will not implicate you."

Chen Mo squeezed her jade hand and said, "For the sake of you and the queen, even if your brothers were involved in your father's affairs, I will pardon them."

After saying that, Chen Mo stretched out his hand and pulled her slender waist, holding her in his arms.

Yang Qingqing also hugged Chen Mo, but her expression was quite complicated.

Chen Mo looked at her like this, and while stroking her hair, he had other plans in mind.

He looked down at Yang Qingqing's eyes, changed his address to someone familiar, and said softly: "Qingqing, don't you suspect that Wu Guogong secretly instigated your father's death? I will summon him later and ask him to explain the matter. You Just hide in the dark and listen to what he says. I think he shouldn't dare to hide it in front of me. "

Yang Qingqing stared at the young man, knowing that this was the biggest concession he could make, so he nodded lightly.

Chen Mo turned to look outside the study and said urgently: "Jia Yin."

"My servant is here." Jia Yin heard the summons and walked in quickly.

"Go and summon Duke Wu." Chen Mo said.

"promise."

"Qingqing, first of all I have to forgive you and hide behind the desk. I will block your breath so that he can't sense it." Chen Mo said.

Yang Qingqing responded and hid behind the desk.

After a while, Jia Yin entered the imperial study from the outside and said loudly: "Your Majesty, Duke Wu is here."

Chen Mo nodded.

After a while, Wu Yanqing, who had not yet taken off his armor, came in from the outside. His old and aged face was calm and resolute.

"My lord, I would like to pay my respects to Your Majesty," Wu Yanqing said.

"The Duke of Wu is here. Please excuse yourself and sit down." Chen Mo said with a smile.

Wu Yanqing not only did not take any action, but instead knelt down on one knee and said in a deep voice: "My lord, I would like to apologize to your majesty."

With that said, Wu Yanqing told the guards to give poison to Yang Xian, and then told in detail how Yang Xian committed suicide by taking the poison.

"According to your opinion, the Marquis of Hongdu County committed suicide by taking poison?" Chen Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at Yang Qingqing who was squatting behind the desk. He bit his red lips lightly and a look of sadness appeared on his face.

Wu Yanqing nodded.

"Since the Marquis of Hongdu County committed suicide by taking poison, then what crime did Duke Wu have?"

"I am responsible for negligence and negligence. I knew that the Marquis of Hongdu County was an important prisoner of the imperial court, but failed to let people guard him properly. This led to this happening. I betrayed your majesty's trust. I cannot shirk it." Wu Yanqing said with a look of shame on his face. .

"..."

Yang Qingqing pursed her lips, feeling a little weird.

Chen Mo stared at Wu Yanqing, pretending to be surprised, and then frowned: "Such a thing could happen."

Wu Yanqing said: "I have escorted the two soldiers guarding the Marquis of Hongdu County back to the capital to await your Majesty's decision. However, I still have something to say. The death of the Marquis of Hongdu County is all my fault and has nothing to do with them. Your Majesty wants to If you punish me, I will punish you alone, and I will have no regrets.”

Chen Mo: "..."

He thought Wu Yanqing would choose to sacrifice the two soldiers, but he didn't expect that Wu Yanqing would protect them and intercede for them.

Chen Mo considered it for a while and said: "In that case, I will exempt you from the credit for sending troops this time, retain your title and official position, stay on probation for one year, and fine you for one year. Do you have any objections?"

"Thank you."

Wu Yanqing was slightly startled, wondering if the so-called retention for probation meant what he thought.

"Well, you go down first." Chen Mo said.

"I excuse myself."

After Wu Yanqing went down, Chen Mo looked at Yang Qingqing who had already stood up and said, "Qingqing, are you satisfied now?"

"satisfy?"

To be honest, Yang Qingqing must be dissatisfied, but she also knows that this matter can only end here. If it continues, it will be ugly for all three parties.

Yang Qingqing nodded.

…

After taking care of Yang Qingqing's matter, Chen Mo learned that Nalan Yi had returned to the Star Observation Tower after entering the palace, so he put on white clothes and walked towards the Star Observation Tower.

Star Observation Tower, third floor.

Behind a bamboo screen, Nalan Yiren had just finished bathing and put on a blue jacket and skirt. She looked cold and her delicate face, pale and sick, was rosy and tender under the light in the room.

Logically, Nalan Yiren should have gone to see Chen Mo as soon as she entered the palace after returning from the expedition.

But she didn't know what she was thinking, because she hadn't taken a bath on the way back to Beijing. In fact, her body didn't smell, but she felt that she smelled and her clothes were dirty. After not seeing each other for a few months, she subconsciously didn't want to see Chen Mo with her "ugly" side.

So she came back and took a bath first, intending to show her best side to Chen Mo.

She also came to the dressing table, tidied her hair, and was thinking about whether to put on light makeup.

At this time, Nalan Yiren suddenly heard a slight "squeaky" sound from the wooden stairs, and the hissing sound of the poison kept on the second floor, and then a burst of hurried footsteps came.

Nalan Yiren quickly left the dressing table and walked to the potted plants on the windowsill, tending to the flowers and plants.

After Chen Mo went upstairs, she looked in the direction of the sound, looked at the young man in white robes, and said, "Why are you here?"

Chen Mo smiled lightly on his cold face and said softly, "I miss you."

Nalan Yiren didn't expect Chen Mo to say this as the first sentence. Her body stiffened slightly and she couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body. She felt very sweet and happy in her heart.

She changed the subject in a panic: "If you don't comfort your concubine, you won't be afraid of a fire in the backyard."

Chen Mo walked up and reached out to hold Nalan Yiren's hand.

Nalan Yiren naturally avoided it with reserve, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Yiren, thank you for your hard work." Chen Mo said softly.

Nalan Yiren's expression froze, and she let Chen Mo hold her hand.

"You are rude, let go." Nalan Yiren showed some annoyance, but the extent of her struggle was not big.

"Yiren, your hands are so cold, did you catch a cold on the way?" Chen Mo held her hands with both hands and blew air on her hands.

Nalan Yiren had never seen such a scene before. Although the previous few close encounters made her think that she would not lose her composure again, Chen Mo always came up with something new for her. She pulled her hands away with an embarrassed look, took a step back in panic, and leaned her back against the windowsill, saying coldly:

"If you have something to say, just say it, don't touch me."

Chen Mo knew that she was showing a disguise. She took a step back and he took two steps forward. The two bodies were almost touching each other, and Nalan Yiren was completely against the windowsill.

"Didn't I say just now that I missed you? You were not injured when fighting with the Shu Mansion, right?" Chen Mo looked into her eyes, deliberately lowered his voice, revealing a little magnetism.

Nalan Yiren panicked. It felt like Chen Mo had been tugging at her before, but this time, the aggression was particularly strong.

Her pale face was flushed.

She wanted to move away from this position where she had no way to retreat, but Chen Mo had already reached out to touch her face. The hot air he exhaled sprayed directly on her face, and he whispered, "Yiren, do you miss me?"

"Let go." Nalan Yiren's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of panic under her willow-leaf eyebrows. There seemed to be some shame in her tone, which was very different from her usual appearance.

Chen Mo didn't speak. His other hand had already reached her back, came to her waist and back, and gently hugged her in his direction. The hand that was touching her face pinched her chin and leaned in to kiss her.

Nalan Yiren's body shook violently, but Chen Mo had already conquered the kissing stage, so she just symbolically raised her two palms and gently pushed forward, pushing Chen Mo's chest.

Chen Mo ignored her and didn't kiss her thin lips for too long, because he wanted to go further, so he turned to her neck and left kiss marks all the way.

At this moment, Nalan Yiren only felt her body slightly soft, but she didn't hate it, and she slowly closed her eyes.

After a while, Nalan Yiren opened her eyes and gently pushed him again, saying, "Don't, don't."

Chen Mo's hand pinching her chin magically came to her collar.

But her words only made Chen Mo's mood more happy. He leaned close to Nalan Yiren's ear and whispered, "Yiren, I miss you so much, I really want to kiss you and touch you, just let me... just once, okay."

The tone of Chen Mo's second half of the sentence was like a child.

"Boom"

Nalan Yiren had never heard such explicit words from Chen Mo, her face flushed completely, her head was confused, and she had no time to think.

But Chen Mo took her as acquiescing, and after a while, her collar bulged a little, and the buttons of the collar were stretched open.

Nalan Yiren's eyes were wide open. She never expected that Chen Mo would reach out from her skirt.

A strange feeling that she had never felt before suddenly surged in her heart.

She pushed Chen Mo again, but this time it was no longer a gentle push, but with a little force.

Chen Mo did not move, as if to prevent Nalan Yiren from thinking about this. He kissed Nalan Yiren's lips again, and the posture of stretching out seemed to be tasting the rare delicacy in the world.

Sure enough, Nalan Yiren did not think about the lapel. Under Chen Mo's kiss, her mind was empty, and she did not want to think about anything else. The hand that pushed Chen Mo's chest gradually hugged his back.

The windowsill on the third floor was tightly closed. Occasionally, a whistling cold wind blew and hit the windowsill, making a slight sound.

Nalan Yiren didn't know how long it had been. Her clothes were messy and her mind was still empty. But at this moment, a thought came to her mind. Didn't he say that he would just touch her? Now she was almost suffocated by the kiss.

Big liar.

Nalan Yiren's skin was very white, almost infinitely close to the color of snow. At this moment, Chen Mo felt like he was really making a snowman.

Chen Mo left her lips, breathed a breath of fresh air, and felt that he was alive again. Looking at the beautiful woman who was breathing hot air, he held her cherry lips again, not giving her a chance to think about things.

Anyone who knows Chen Mo knows that he is not the kind of person who will stop when he sees the good.

Instead, you give an inch, and he will take a foot.

His hand went around Nalan Yiren's back, untied the knot of the bellyband, pulled the bellyband out of Nalan Yiren's coat and skirt, and put it in his arms.

Nalan Yiren didn't know the whole process.

It wasn't until she felt the coolness on her body and the cold wind in the room poured into her clothes, which made her regain some sobriety. Then she found that her coat and skirt had been untied and pulled to her armpits, revealing her round and smooth shoulders.

Nalan Yiren was shocked, and a little anger appeared in her eyes.

On the other hand, Chen Mo hadn't noticed it yet and was still busy with his work.

Nalan Yiren was angry and hit him with his knee.

The protective aura around Chen Mo was instantly aroused, but then it was broken.

This also gave Chen Mo a chance to react. He quickly retreated and dodged, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Yiren, you are trying to murder your husband." Chen Mo still felt scared. If he didn't have the spiritual energy to protect his body, he would have been hit by her knee just now, and his happiness in the second half of his life would have been gone.

"Ahhh, I'll kill you"

Nalan Yiren's jade face was full of anger, and her body was also covered by a ball of colorful smoke. She pulled out the hairpin on her bun and stabbed Chen Mo quickly.

Chen Mo was so agile that he dodged and said quickly: "Yiren, you are exposed."

Nalan Yiren paused when she heard the words, lowered her head and took a quick glance, then turned her back to tidy up, but soon she found that her bellyband was gone.

Her body trembled slightly with anger, and she said in a trembling voice: "Shameless and vulgar lecher."

"Bye."

Chen Mo didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran away.

"Give it back to me," Nalan Yiren shouted coldly.