Everything was arranged, Mo Xuetong followed the maid Mo Lan without delay for a moment, and she was afraid that she would be late for the carriage and horses of the post station.

With her heart or not, she must be reborn in a lifetime, and she must disrupt all her plans before Aunt Fang can deal with her ruthlessly.

Mo Xuetong followed Mo Lan out of the gate of the Qin Mansion, Mo Lan was the big girl ring next to Mo Xuetong, the Yu family still gave a lot of decency on the surface, and when she went out, the people in the mansion had already prepared a brighter carriage and horse for her, and the two of them were slightly relieved when they got into the carriage.

The carriage drove to the Treasure Pavilion, which was a favorite place for women in Cloud City, and entering through the front door and passing through the Treasure Pavilion to the post station was the most hidden recently.

Passing through a narrow alley of the Treasure Pavilion, the locals of Cloud City will know that there is a small door there, which is not usually opened, but the familiar customers only need to talk to the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion, and there is no problem in opening it, Mo Lan is trying to let Mo Xue Tong wait there, and go to talk to the shopkeeper herself, but she saw Mo Xue Tong stretch out her hand and push the door, and the door "squeaked" and opened.

Across the door is the post house.

Mo Xuetong saw that the carriages and horses of the post station opposite had been pretended, sealed and ready to go on the road!

Before he could say a word, Mo Xuetong put on a hat and helped Mo Lan walk out, saluted a middle-aged man who had just walked in front of the post wagon, and shouted: "Shibo!"

The post officer of Yuncheng used to be Mo Huawen's subordinate, and he used to have a good personal relationship with Mo Huawen, and he had a daughter of the same age as Mo Xuetong, so he naturally knew Mo Lan, and when he saw Mo Xuetong helping Mo Lan to appear at the post station, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately knew that Mo Xuetong was under the hat, and couldn't help but stop and ask, "Where is Miss Mo San going?"

"I beg Shibo to send me a letter. Merlan handed over the letter.

The middle-aged man took it and took a look, and saw that it was written beautifully on the top of the old lady of the Fuguo Mansion, and he didn't care if he knew that she was writing to his grandfather's house. Mo Lan pressed the small gold seal for Mo Xuetong on the handover paperwork, and the middle-aged man arched his hand to Mo Xuetong, and saw that the hour was not early, so he set off with the carriage and horse.

Mo Lan helped Mo Xuetong to retreat into the door, feeling that her palms were covered with cold sweat, knowing that she was weak and weak, she hurriedly said: "Miss, you wait here, the slave maid goes to call the carriage over, you take a little rest, we will get on the carriage immediately." ”

Mo Xuetong let go of Mo Lan's hand, stood still against the wall, took off the hat on her head, took a deep breath, and nodded, this is not an aisle, there is no need to worry about someone coming, even the guys in the store can't come, besides, she is still dressed as a maid, and it is really inappropriate to wear a hat that travels with the daughter of a nobleman.

Seeing that Mo Xuetong was quite stable, Mo Lan hurriedly let go of her and walked out of the alley.

The door was hidden, the sun was scorching outside, Mo Xue squinted, stretched out her hand to close the door, and then closed her eyes and rested with confidence.

Suddenly heard a gust of wind, something pushed the door in, the movement was extremely fast, instinctively stretched out his hand, only to hear the sound of "huh", opened his eyes quickly, but saw a corner of the purple robe in his hand, just now he reached out and caught someone!

Mo Xuetong let go of her hand and took two steps back, but found that she was against the wall, unable to retreat, and raised her head in panic.

"Why, catch it and let go, so you don't regret letting it go?" A rather beautiful, cold and somewhat lazy voice came, as if it was as mellow as fine wine, which made people listen to it and be intoxicated.

The door was slightly open, just in time to see the man standing in front of her, the sun shining through the door, and the handsome and enchanting man looked sideways like this.

The man was about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in purple, with a collar trimmed with ink, embroidered with delicate cloud patterns with gold thread, and a faint layer of gold trim rolled underneath, and a wide robe, worn on him, looked outstanding and elegant, and from the open diagonal neckline, the black placket inside was slightly exposed, and the color of purple and black matched was both bewitching and mysterious.

A long black hair is tied with a purple jade hairpin at random, the extremely handsome eyebrows and eyes seem to be gentle and affectionate, the expression on the face seems to be smiling rather than smiling, the narrow phoenix eyes sweep over, people can't help but have a warm heartbeat, there is a feeling of sinking, the kind of handsome like the demon like the moon, indescribable handsomeness, only to feel that he is full of evil and unbridled charm, even with the coldness of Mo Xue's pupils, he can't help but blush slightly, and his heartbeat is suddenly out of order.

This man has a charm that a woman can't ignore!

Seeing that Mo Xue Tong didn't speak, he only looked at him with a deep groan, as if he had found a plaything of interest, he turned around to face Mo Xue Tong, looked her up and down, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, a smile was aroused, and his handsome eyes were rippling: "This time, I will send a good thing to see, but it is really small, why not raise it strong." With that, he reached out as if to touch Mo Xuetong's face.

If you take his appearance as a reference, there are not many people in this world who can see it.

Mo Xue Tongtong woke up from his shock, turned his head sideways to avoid his hand, and said, "This son, please respect yourself!"

"If you were self-respecting, you wouldn't reach out and grab the placket of my son's clothes, now my son thinks it's quite liked, it's you, what are you resisting?" The man's expression was still gentle, and his voice was mellow, but it inexplicably made Mo Xuetong feel dangerous, and seeing him slowly approaching, he was clearly a little ill-willed.

"Childe misunderstood, I was resting here with my eyes closed, I didn't see Childe enter the door, I heard the sound of passing by, I thought I had encountered something dangerous, so I reached out and grabbed Childe's, where it was rude, I also looked at Childe Haihan. Mo Xue had no way to retreat, took a deep breath, and explained weakly.

The man in front of her, she had never seen in her previous life, even ordinary clothes could not stop his dignity, and a wicked smile appeared on his beautiful face, which looked gentle and charming, but although the voice was lazy and gentle, it concealed a frightening coldness and majesty.

Mo Xuetong secretly complained, she didn't want to make trouble, so she hid here and waited for Mo Lan to call a car to come over before going out, she couldn't think that she couldn't hide even like this, no wonder this door that had been closed was actually open, it turned out to be deliberately kept for others, and she knew that she was going with Mo Lan just now, and she was away from the place of trouble early.

"Dangerous things? Do you mean this son, when you enter the door, you pull your robe, and now you say that your son is dangerous, dare to ask what you want?"

The sudden approach made Mo Xue Tong turn his head suddenly, facing the pair of handsome eyes with thousands of styles, such a close distance, such an ambiguous breathing, he could almost sense the hot temperature on his body, Mo Xue Tong's calm face turned red, his body stiffened, and he turned his head in a hurry to go to the side, but found that his hands were propped up in front of him, blocking his way, and he seemed to be surrounded by him.

Feeling this embarrassing situation, Mo Xue's pale little face burned like a fire of shame.

Biting his lip, he calmed down his panicked heart a little, raised his head to the handsome face of the demon, and said angrily: "Childe, please let go and let me go, men and women are not at the same table at the age of seven, is Childe still so rude?"

"Since the seven-year-old is not at the same table, you just pulled me over to do something. The man said mockingly, putting his hand in front of her, but he didn't mean to let go.

"Childe, I have explained it just now, but I did it inadvertently, besides, this is an aisle, if Childe can walk, I can't walk. Mo Xuetong was slightly angry in her heart, cleared her throat, and said to the man without dodging.

Being topped by her like this, the man was slightly stunned, and Jin'er chuckled: "It looks like a pure little beauty that I feel sorry for, how can she be such a personality." ”

"What kind of character am I, it has nothing to do with Childe, or please let Childe go, our young lady will come over in a while, and when I see you blocking me like this, I will think that I have provoked Childe, and I will not spare me when I return home." Mo Xuetong lowered her eyes and said coldly, she was wearing Yahuan's clothes at this time, and she didn't want to have anything to do with this person, she just felt that the farther away from him, the better.

"Are you a maid?" the man looked her up and down again, jokingly.

"If it weren't for a maid, where would I stand here alone and be angry with my son. Mo Xuetong said angrily.

"It's a pity that you are a maid, do you want to follow this son, no one will give you anger in the future, even this son will spoil you, okay?"

The warm breath, like a warm wind gently rolling on the ear chakra, seemed to be teasing in the heart, Mo Xuetong's blushing face, anger could not be vented for a while, and the raised Yingying eyes were full of annoyance: "Childe, how can you be so rude." ”

"Is it??

This man is really ......

Mo Xuetong was speechless for a while, she simply didn't say anything, looked outside, bit her lip, no longer hesitated, and reached out to push the hand that was resting in front of her, Mo Lan had been out for a while, and she was about to come, if she inadvertently called "Miss", her identity would be revealed, this is the Treasure Pavilion, there is no guarantee that no one among the people who come and go outside will not know her, in the past, when her mother was there, she also befriended some young ladies from the family, and there were only a few noble ladies and ladies in Yuncheng.

The man didn't seem to expect her to be really bold, regardless of the defense of men and women to pull herself, stunned, watching her delicate little hands fall on his robe, the purple reflected is like a sea of purple flowers falling from butterflies after flying and tired, adding a bit of vividness and beauty......

"Eighth brother, what are you doing, why don't you come over quickly?" a gentle voice suddenly came from the depths of the alley.