Princess From Rich Family

Mo Pingchu's heart was shocked and his brain was buzzing. He could not say anything. He could only look at the old man at a loss.

The old man looked at Mo Pingchu's blank face and became more and more angry. The old lady quickly took the old man to sit down and asked someone to serve him a cup of tea again. He said in a low voice: "it's urgent. The other person's identity is special. How can you let Xiao Wu deal with it freely? How old is he, don't worry, old man

The old man took a deep look at Mo Ping and sighed: "how can I not be in a hurry? I'm going to be calculated. This boy is still a fool."

Mo Pingchu was knocked repeatedly by the old man, and gradually woke up. He only worried that he would be entangled by Princess Muhu and be married by the emperor, but he didn't seriously think about the deep meaning behind it, and didn't think about the corresponding strategy. When his grandfather severely rejected Princess Muhu, he was still anxious to deal with the matter immediately, so that Princess Muhu could no longer be entangled with her, and did not think about the power of the plot.

Why on earth did he become like this? All he thought about was for himself, and he never thought about it carefully?

Mo Pingchu clenched his lower lip and wanted to beat himself hard. From the beginning, he knew the responsibility he would bear in the future, but he was so confused that his grandfather must have been very disappointed with him, right?

Mo Pingchu lowered his head and didn't dare to look at the old man. His strong chagrin and self blame almost drowned him out, making him unable to lift his head.

Seeing Mo Pingchu's remorse, the old man knew that he was awake and said in a deep voice, "do you understand? If you can understand it, you can still be saved. Go down and think about it. Come and see me when you think about it. "

Mo Pingchu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "yes, my grandson is leaving!"

Seeing Mo Pingchu's dispirited retreat, Mo Taiwu said to the old man, "Dad, you're too strict with Xiao Wu. I can't deal with a woman like princess Muhu, let alone Xiao Wu? He is still young. You should be patient when you teach him slowly. "

The old man glared at Mo Taiwu angrily and scolded: "bullshit, teach slowly, teach like you, gentle always can't make up your mind, or teach like the second, rebellious and capricious?"

Mo Taiwu and Mo Taiwen were scolded, but they both bowed their heads.

The old man sighed and said, "I'm three years old in my seventies this year. The loess will cover my head. Teach slowly. Where can I have time to teach slowly?"

As soon as Mo Taiwu and Mo Taiwen heard that they were not happy, they all cried out, "Dad."

The old lady glared at the old man angrily and said, "OK, you can't be a fat man if you eat a mouthful. You knock and slap me in the face. I'm afraid of Xiao Wu. Where do you go to cry?"

"If it's like this, I'll have no guts. I can only say that I have no vision, and our Mo family has no hope of succeeding." The old man walked slowly to the window with his hands on his back and looked at the sky. He said something regretfully.

Mo Taiwen and Mo Taiwu can't help but tremble. They look at each other and both have some unspeakable worries. The old man seems to have something important hidden in his heart. How can he wish Xiao Wu would grow up at once.

Mo Pingchu went back to his residence and thought about Princess Muhu over and over again. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he had made a big mistake and regretted it. He found that he had been too smooth all the time. He always thought that as long as he worked hard, he would not be able to solve the problem without learning. He always thought that as long as he worked hard, he would not be able to see through. But the reality slapped him mercilessly.

But a princess Muhu, but an uncertain marriage, he was so flustered that Mo Pingchu could not help but breathed a sigh. He thought over and over again about why he was like this. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he felt. It seems that as long as he thinks of being married, he can't be indifferent. As long as he thinks of marrying Princess Muhu, he is flustered. Why? Gradually, a figure and a name appear in Mo Pingchu's mind. Mo Pingchu looks at the book case in front of him in shock. He never thought that Zhong Wanning should have such a great influence on him.

At the beginning, Mingming just felt guilty for her. Mingming just wanted to protect her. How could she unconsciously put her heart on her?

Mo Pingchu rubs his eyebrows in distress, and the young man who is in love for the first time is at a loss. There are bitterness, sweetness, bitterness, aftertaste, chagrin, uneasiness, elation, madness and reason tearing back and forth in his heart. All this is too strange for Mo Pingchu, and strange makes him afraid.

Mo Pingchu couldn't help but think of a sentence he once saw: "love is sad". He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't expect that he would encounter this kind of situation one day, but it's clear that Zhong Wanning and he never showed anything, let alone promised each other anything?

The most important thing is that his character simply can't accept that he will be affected by others to this extent, and even more can't accept that he ignores the responsibility of his family and country because of his personal relationship.

Mo Pingchu could not help biting his lower lip, bypassing his thoughts from Zhong Wanning, seriously thinking about the purpose of Muhu and how he should deal with it. Some tricks are gradually floating in his mind. Mo Pingchu takes up his pen and writes them on the paper. However, he inexplicably thinks that Mo pingting teases him about the rumors in Kyoto, and then looks down at what he has written. He can't help shivering in his heart.

Dispirited, he throws down his pen, grabs the paper, rubs it into a ball and throws it on the ground. Mo Pingchu covers his forehead in pain. He doesn't understand that he has studied for so long. Instead of being a farsighted strategist as his grandfather hoped, he has become a shortsighted person who doesn't choose his hand. How can this happen? What's wrong?

Mo Pingchu fell into a painful reflection. Unconsciously, the sun went down, and the light in the study gradually faded down. Mo Pingchu was still sitting in front of the desk.

The bookboy at the door couldn't help but peep over and see that Mo Pingchu was still sitting there like a statue. He was very worried. Since he came back, Mr. Wu has been sitting in front of the desk like this. He hasn't eaten lunch, and hasn't touched any tea or snacks. It's already evening. What can I do?

The bookboy couldn't help but shout softly: "young master, it's dark. Can I light the lamp for you?"

Mo Pingchu didn't respond. The schoolboy could not help but worry more and more. However, because Mo Pingchu was usually strict and didn't dare to act without permission, he could only stand at the door and continue to worry.

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