Approaching twilight, Shen Qingyu returned to Mofu.

Since Mo Weiguo came back, dinner has been shared by this family in the front hall.

Old Madam Mo doesn't seem to be feeling well lately, she is always sick and unenergetic, and she went back to her own yard without eating two bites.

Seeing this, Luo sighed and said casually: "I don't know what's going on lately, the old lady is always so listless, and she often shouts headaches." ”

The delicacies of the mountains and seas in front of him suddenly lost their taste, Mo Weiguo put down the chopsticks in his hand and frowned: "Can you ask Lang Zhong to show your mother?"

Luo looked at him with a sad face: "Please, I didn't see any eyebrows." ”

Hearing this, Mo Weiguo's face became a little more solemn.

"My nephew heard that there is a warlock in Chang'an, he is very godly, everyone calls him a living immortal, do you want to invite him to show the old lady?"

The person who spoke was Luo's cousin, Mo Qingning's cousin - Luo Hengyang.

"What warlock? Mo Weiguo's face was calm, and the cold light under his eyes shot faintly at the person who spoke.

Luo Hengyang realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly shrunk his neck, but he didn't dare to say a word.

The meal finally came to an end in an eeriely silent atmosphere.

After saying something to Mo Weiguo, Shen Qingyu returned to Yunyan Pavilion by himself.

The night was as cool as water, and the moonlight shone through the clouds, scattering the brilliance of the land.

Squeak –

The door seemed to be blown open by a gust of wind, and a moment later a long figure was reflected on the ground in the moonlight.

On the bed, the sleeping woman slowly opened her eyelids.

"Your Excellency. ”

The shallow, soft voice spread out in the silent night, dispelling a lot of the natural coldness around the man.

Shen Qingyu steadied himself, sat up, and instantly returned to clarity.

"My lord, I don't know if you remember the incident you mentioned last time?"

"What's the matter?" the indulgent voice couldn't hear half of the emotion.

Could it be that he really forgot? Or is it a noble man who forgets things!

"That's ......" she frowned and considered the wording, then gestured with her hand a few times: "Two, one, add five, remember?"

Remember, of course, he remembered that the woman was trying to calculate him.

He chuckled, leaned over and pinched her jaw, lifting it slightly, and meeting his eyes.

"I haven't settled accounts with you yet, so you brought it up first?"

What the...... What do you mean! The silent light in her eyes fluctuated, and she looked at him in a daze, her brow tightened.

"There is nothing in the treasure cave of the so-called Buddha Yuan Temple in your mouth. ”

A coldness rose from the bottom of her heart, straight to her brain, her complexion changed slightly, and she blurted out without thinking: "Impossible!"

How could there be no treasure in the cave she had seen with her own eyes! Unless the owner of the treasure cave had transferred it himself, or the man in front of her wanted to eat black.

"So what? You doubt me?"

The cold voice was like the cold wind of the moon, wrapping Shen Qingyu layer by layer, as if he would drown in this cold at any time.

There was a pain in his jaw, and the man's hand was still tightening.

Her brow was furrowed, cold sweat was dripping, and her heart was throbbing with terrific fear.

"The little ones don't dare, but the adults spare their lives. ”

As soon as the words fell, he let go of his hand, and a trace of uncertainty flashed under his eyes that were as deep as a cold pool.

She hung her head, feeling like she was going to be after the catastrophe.

He gave her a good look, but she forgot that this man was a demon............

The sky broke through the clouds, and the faint light fell on the bluestone ground through the thin layer of clear paper.

The woman leaned sideways slightly, staring at the ground in amazement.

There was a burst of pain under the collarbone, because the man had sucked a lot of blood this time, so that her little face was miserable and pale, revealing a sickness.

"Miss!" called out in a raised voice.

Pulling back her thoughts, she answered, and immediately lifted the futon and sat up.

Tang'er, who was holding the water basin, glanced at her, and asked pretending to be worried, "Is Miss uncomfortable?"

She glanced at Tang'er expressionlessly: "No." ”

I don't know if I don't look at the bronze mirror, I was startled, her body was weak, and she finally raised it for a while, and the man sucked it like this last night, and she was beaten back to her original shape.

Damn it!, she cursed in her heart.

Because she was going to ask for peace, in order to hide that sickness, she deliberately smeared some more rouge.

When I arrived at the main courtyard, I didn't see Mrs. Mo, so I was sent away by Mama Gui in a few words.

said that Mrs. Mo was not feeling well, and these days of greeting will be waived.

She was happy about this, and after a few words of pretended concern, she was ready to go home.

Coincidentally, as soon as I got out of the yard, I ran into Mo Qingying again.

"Sister Nianchu. ”

She wanted to pretend she didn't see it, but now that everyone had spoken, she couldn't say anything more.

"What's the matter?" she turned, her face pale and the corners of her mouth slightly hooked.

Mo Qingying walked two steps to her, lowered her voice and asked, "Did Sister Nianchu see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince yesterday?"

Others may feel a little inexplicable when they hear this, but she has a different taste when she listens to it.

"Hmm. She smiled and nodded gently.

For some reason, she was obviously smiling, but Mo Qingying was made her scalp tingle by her smile.

"Then what happened to Sister Nianchu and His Royal Highness the Prince?"

"What does my sister want to happen to her sister and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" she looked at her with a smile, but the chill in her eyes was enough to overwhelm people.

Realizing that something was wrong, Mo Qingying stopped the idea of asking next, and hurriedly shook her head with a smile: "Sister Nianchu, don't be too careful, my sister just asked more." ”

She smiled without a word: "Yesterday, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Sister Qingning had a very happy conversation. ”

Leaving such a clueless sentence, she smiled at her, and then turned around and left without looking back.

Mo Qingying, who was in place, looked at the back that was fading away, and her nails were almost embedded in the palms of her hands.

Please be safe about this, Mo Qingying also ate the closed door.

She just had a lot on her mind, but she didn't care.

Thinking in his heart about going out of the mansion to the prince's mansion, he first came to Ling'er beside Mo Qingning from Ningguang Pavilion.

Ling'er perfunctorily blessed her body and said, "Second Miss, the main mother is invited." ”

It's really a dog raised by Luo's mother and daughter, and even no one in this eye has learned a lot.

Mo Qingying's heart was not stubborn, but she did not show it.

Putting down the needle and thread in her hand, Mo Qingying stood up generously, handed Li a reassuring look, and followed Ling'er to and from Ningguang Pavilion.

"Qingying has seen her mother. Mo Qingying blessed her body with Luo's neither humble nor arrogant nature.

The lustful-evil gaze had been locked on her since she entered the room, and it made her feel a chill in her heart.

And the owner of that gaze is Luo's cousin - Luo Hengyang.

"Ying'er, come on. Roche smiled softly and beckoned to her.

Mo Qingying smiled slightly and walked over very obediently.

"Sister Qingning isn't there?"

Roche took her hand affectionately and motioned for her to sit beside him.

"Ning'er is now serving in the old lady's courtyard, and you also know that your grandmother likes Ning'er to serve. ”

Mo Qingying, who was seated, sneered in her heart, she and Mo Nianchu were both closed, this Mo Qingning was really the treasure of the dead old woman.

It's really eccentric............

She smiled softly and spoke, without the slightest color on her face: "I don't know why my mother called Ying'er?"

"This is my mother and my cousin, Hengyang. Roche glanced darkly at the man beside him.

"Sister Ying'er. Luo Hengyang smiled at her.

That plain and obscene appearance, Mo Qingying felt that her eyes were almost blind at first glance.

With a proper smile, she nodded and looked away.

It's disgusting............

The three of them chatted without a word, and from Luo's words, she spied some signs, that is, she intended to give her to this Luo Hengyang.

If she wants Mo Qingying to marry such a lewd rat, it would be better to let her die, so she decided to find a reason today and go to the Prince's Mansion again.

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