Chapter 116 Poetry Competition

Pei Mo felt helpless and secretly thought that Murong Qing was really big-hearted. He also laughed twice, and the incident passed quietly.

Yan Jingtian chatted with Pei Mo for a while, exchanged greetings for a while, and then stood up to leave.

After Pei Mo sent Yan Jingtian away, he was worried about Murong Qing's condition, so he came to Murong Qing's room.

Murong Qing was drowsy, and Ping'er was by her side to take care of her throughout the afternoon.

Seeing that it was getting late, Pei Mo sent Ping'er away, "Ping'er, you are tired of taking care of me today. Go back and rest quickly. I will take care of her."

"Then I will go back first. If anything happens, madam, call me anytime." Although Ping'er was also worried about Murong Qing, he still wanted to leave this opportunity to be alone with Murong Qing to the general, so he did not refuse.

Ping'er exited and closed the door. Pei Mojiao walked to Murong Qing's bed and sat down. He stared at her silently for a while, then gently covered her with a quilt. After doing so for a while, he felt bored and didn't want to leave, so he took the

Sit down at the table with a book.

When Murong Qing opened his eyes again, it was already midnight.

The candles were brightly lit inside the house, but the night outside was getting darker and darker. A breeze blew through the window, and Murong Qing put on her clothes and sat up.

Turning his head, he saw a handsome silhouette. It turned out to be Pei Mo sitting at the table reading a book.

He was looking at him seriously, and Murong Qing didn't have the heart to disturb him. He tried to slow down his movements, but his eyes wandered over Pei Mo.

Seeing Pei Mo's perfect jawline, concentrated expression, and upright figure, he became even more handsome under the flickering candlelight.

Murong Qing was stunned for a moment.

Pei Mo was so focused that he didn't notice that Murong Qing had woken up.

I gently turned over a page of the book, picked up the pen again, and wrote something on the paper.

"Hey, I didn't expect the general to stay up late tonight to read. It seems I'm going to be a red sleeve to add fragrance." Murong Qing felt that her body felt much refreshed, so she gently got up and got out of bed.

Pei Mo was writing when he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance next to him. His eyebrows frowned slightly, and then he saw a pair of white and delicate hands grinding ink for himself. He couldn't help but look up and smiled brightly.

"Madam, you've woken up. Are you feeling better?"

Pei Mo hurriedly put down the book and brush in his hand, and gently took Murong Qing's hand.

Murong Qing looked a little shy, nodded slightly, and put down what she was doing.

"I'm much better now. I happened to see the general reading at night, so I became interested and wanted to study ink for the general." Murong Qing also smiled brightly.

This scene is undoubtedly happy, and both of them feel very happy in their hearts.

"Ahem..."

Just a gust of breeze drifted into the house through the gap in the window. Murong Qing stood up for a while, coughing slightly, and Pei Mo frowned.

"You are not fully recovered yet, so you should go to bed and rest first." Pei Mo urged anxiously.

He stayed here until midnight just to see Murong Qing get better. How could he make her condition worse because of a little thing?

But Murong Qing was already a little bored lying on the bed, so he pretended to be unhappy and rejected Pei Mo.

"General, how can I be so squeamish?" Murong Qing's voice was a little coquettish.

"After I've been lying in bed for so long, it's time to get down and move around, otherwise my whole body will be stiff."

Murong Qing pretended to be angry and pouted her mouth slightly, looking even more charming under the candlelight.

Pei Mo couldn't help but shook his head, feeling helpless and loving in his heart. He gently hugged Murong Qing's shoulders and let his head rest on his warm chest.

"There's really nothing we can do about you, but you can come down and do some activities if you want, just don't be tired." After saying that, Pei Mo had already asked Murong Qing to stop studying ink.

Murong Qing felt very happy. She gave Pei Mo a sweet smile and leaned on his shoulder to read together.

After a long time, Pei Mo spoke softly. Thinking of Murong Qing's mumbled words this morning, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Did you know? When you had a fever this morning, you said some nonsense in your mouth, and even Jingtian laughed at you." Pei Mo smiled softly, just treating this matter as a trivial matter and teasing him, not feeling it at all.

Nothing serious.

"What did I say?" Murong Qing said softly, but she leaned against Pei Mo and remained motionless.

"Tell me," Pei Mo's slender fingers slid across the bridge of Murong Qing's nose, his eyes full of endearment, "I want to destroy that night pearl!"

ah?

Murong Qing was startled, and a tragic scene flashed through his mind. He sat upright from Pei Mo's arms and became tense.

"Did I say such a thing?" Murong Qing felt a little guilty, fearing that he would leak this secret, and blaming himself for not being able to control his mouth.

"Oh, it seems that I am so confused that I said such words." Murong Qing muttered secretly in his heart.

Pei Mo was surprised by her reaction and looked at her with curious eyes.

"What's wrong? Madam seems to take this matter very seriously." There was no doubt in Pei Mo's voice, he just asked lightly.

When Murong Qing realized that he was a little emotional, he quickly made excuses to cover it up.

"Ah, um... maybe I'm a bit confused because of my fever, so I said that as a joke. General, please don't take it seriously."

Murong Qing felt a little guilty and did not dare to raise his head to look into the general's eyes.

However, Pei Mo did not pursue the matter too much, which made Murong Qing gradually feel relieved.

Thinking of Pei Mo's rejection of Yan Jingtian's gift this morning, he pretended to ask casually: "By the way, General, that night pearl is worth a lot of money. Yan Jingtian wanted to give it to you this morning, why did you reject it so quickly?

Woolen cloth?"

Pei Mo smiled softly: "I rejected Sedum just because the night pearl was too precious. Besides, I have never been particularly fond of gold and silver jewelry, so I didn't keep it."

"Oh, that's it." Murong Qing nodded slightly, knowing that what Pei Mo said was not a lie.

"I didn't expect our general to be very noble." Murong Qing couldn't help but tease, causing Pei Mo to chuckle as well.

"But Jingtian doesn't seem to be too greedy for this night pearl," Pei Mo remembered what Yan Jingtian said to him today, and told Murong Qing, "He said that he planned to prepare a poetry competition, and the winner would get the valuable pearl.

Liancheng’s luminous pearl.”

"Is this really happening?" Murong Qing controlled his emotions this time and acted a little surprised, but he did not lose his composure.

"If this is the case, then I can participate." Murong Qing secretly calculated in his heart.
Chapter completed!