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In the evening, Qian Ning prepared dinner. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "Could it be that Hubby is angry?" Although she thought this in her heart, she still firmly believed that her husband wasn't such a person. However, Mo Xuan's gloomy face made Qian Ning feel wronged.

Feeling wronged, Mo Xuan scooped up the food. When he walked in, his eyes flashed a hint of love as he saw the petite figure. He reached out to take the dishes from Qian Ning and said, "I'll do it. Be careful not to burn them."

Just as Qian Ning was about to say something, that man walked in and smiled as he carried the dishes to her. "You've worked hard, you're wasting your time."

"The guest is a guest. Big Brother Xu doesn't like to think about him." "My husband and I are not petty people." Qian Ning wiped her hands on her apron as she spoke.

The man didn't say anything.

At the dining table, the group of people ate in complete silence. "The first to speak was Xu Yiming." I wonder who it is in Mo Xiandi's house? "

Hearing those words, Mo Xuan paused for a moment before coldly replying, "There's only my wife and myself in the family. There's no one else."

"Oh, hur hur, all the girls in your village are married in their own village, not to any other place." Xu Yiming suddenly turned and said to Qian Ning.

Qian Ning smiled as she placed a piece of egg in Mo Xuan's bowl. "That's not true either. There are other ladies who married into other villages."

"Seems like..." As he spoke, he glanced at Mo Xuan. Qian Ning naturally understood what he meant. "I'm willing to marry my husband."

"Big brother Xu seems to care a lot about Peace Village." Mo Xuan suddenly spoke up.

"I just met a familiar old friend, so I wanted to stay here for a few days. I'm not sure if I could." After glancing at Mo Xuan, he turned to Qian Ning and said.

Without waiting for Qian Ning's reply, Mo Xuan bluntly said, "It's up to you. However, I'll have to inconvenience all of you to stay in the woodshed today. You can leave tomorrow."

Xu Yiming was not angry at all. Other than Qian Ning, everyone else had their own thoughts for the meal.

In the evening, Mo Xuan sat on one side of the room while Qian Ning made up her bed. Listening to the howling wind outside, he carried out two quilts from a nearby closet.

"Where are you going?" Mo Xuan hurriedly took the blanket from her embrace. Qian Ning said, "Master, the snow outside is so heavy and the wind is strong. We can't let them all suffer from the cold just because they're staying over here."

Mo Xuan looked at the red quilt in his arms and said, "Isn't this the quilt Mother made for us? You couldn't even bear to cover it yourself, so you said that you would leave it for the children. Why would you give it to them?"

Qian Ning couldn't bear to leave. After hearing Mo Xuan say this, she lovingly brushed the quilt away, "There's no more quilts to be made. In the future, we'll use a lot of money. If they suffer a chill at our home, we'll compensate them for the medical fees."

Mo Xuan smiled as he pulled Qian Ning's hand back into the closet. "Don't worry, they won't get sick, and they won't cause trouble for us." Those guys naturally have ways to get warm together. "

Qian Ning actually believed her husband's words.

Mo Xuan took advantage of the moment when Qian Ning was asleep to walk towards the woodshed ?

Inside the woodshed, seven or eight men were hugging each other tightly. At this point of time, he couldn't care about the difference between master and servant. Warming himself was the key. Xu Yiming, who was trembling so badly that he couldn't fall asleep, thought of how he had wanted to ask for a blanket, but he heard Mo Xuan say, "They have a way to warm themselves."

In fact, the few of them were hugging each other while trembling. From time to time, the sounds of teeth chattering could be heard.

Mo Xuan carried a blanket for the entire day and walked in, placing it on the bodies of the few of them. Xu Yiming pulled the blanket over himself in gratitude. The next moment, his smile froze on his face. "Three!"

"You got the wrong person. I'm not someone you know." This blanket that I've used for over ten years, I'll give it to you today as a gift. We don't know your identities, so Ning'er is kind enough to bring you back. With that, he turned and left.

"Lord, how can this be considered a blanket, this ?" One of them said while trembling.

Xu Yiming clenched his teeth. "Shut your mouth and listen to whatever you say. I know what I'm doing." As he finished speaking, he couldn't help but shudder.

Hearing the voice behind him, Mo Xuan's lips curled up slightly. "It's my wife's quilt. Why aren't you all covering it?"

He returned to his room and snuck under the covers.

Early the next morning, Qian Ning was still asleep. Mo Xuan slowly got up from the bed, afraid that his sleeping wife would wake him up.

The first thing he did after he got up was go to the woodshed. Unexpectedly, the moment he stepped out of the door, he heard a series of clicks coming from the kitchen and entered the kitchen suspiciously. Sure enough, Xu Yiming and a few servants were cooking and lighting a fire. With a dark expression, he walked in, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Xu Yiming chuckled, "I asked the people here, but you are not from Peace Village. You only came here twelve years ago, so I feel that you are very likely the person I know. I won't leave until I'm done with my doubts."

Mo Xuan sneered, "So what if that's the case? So what if that person is dead? Perhaps the person you know is already dead. Why would you need to use that person to deal with him?"

"No, I always believed that he wasn't dead. If I didn't see his corpse, I wouldn't believe that he was dead." Xu Yi suddenly said righteously. A simple sentence caused ripples in Mo Xuan's heart.

The surrounding servants were confused, not knowing what they were talking about.

After a long period of silence, Mo Xuan suddenly put down the shovel in his hand and said, "Follow me."

Xu Yi followed him eagerly.

Inside the woodshed, Xu Yiming half-knelt in front of Mo Xuan. "Rui ?"

Mo Xuan raised his hand to stop him, "The person you're talking about is already dead. Don't bring up the past anymore. I really admire your memory. I've seen him once many years ago, but he was actually able to remember it. I still haven't forgotten until now."

Xu Yiming had a face full of pride, "The prince once led a hundred soldiers to repel ten thousand soldiers and saved hundreds of thousands of civilians on the border. How could such a hero not be admired?"

"The one in front of you right now is Mo Xuan, he's just an unknown farmer from Peace Village, the husband of Qian Ning. The rest is over. " Mo Xuan seemed to recall the glorious days of the past as well. His eyes were filled with grief ?

"Your Highness, do you know that the Imperial Concubine has always deeply missed Your Highness?" Xu Yi clearly knew that he had already said all that was in his heart. As long as he added fire to the current situation, he would be able to help the Emperor find his beloved son. At that time, his future would be bright.

Upon hearing that, Mo Xuan hurriedly asked, "What did you say? You said that the imperial concubine is still alive? She's not dead! "

"Yes, yes, yes, this subject isn't lying. The imperial concubine misses Your Highness day and night. After knowing that Your Highness had died, she would wash her face with tears all day long ?" As Xu Yiming said this, he couldn't help but cry.

Mo Xuan said in disbelief, "Didn't she already ?"

Xu Yiming hurriedly said, "Your Highness, when the Empress found out that you had passed away, she did indeed lose the power to live. But with the emperor's care, the Empress is already much better, and she even gave birth to a prince for the emperor."

There was a moment of silence ?