Qiu Ju, who was worried and frightened for most of the night, hurriedly came to the study, pushed the door and went in to take a look, only to see the messy books and papers all over the ground, a mess as if it was yesterday, and couldn't help but slow down his face slightly, secretly relieved, and suddenly his eyes froze, and the red blood stains came into view;

"Is this blood?"

Qiu Ju's delicate body trembled, whispered in disbelief, walked over cautiously, leaned down with difficulty, and looked closer a little, only to see that on the scattered scrolls, there were a little bright red blood stains that were particularly eye-catching, like blooming red plums, and Qiu Ju retreated in horror;

"How so? Is last night's dream real?"

Qiu Ju shook her head slightly in disbelief, but the corner of her eyes suddenly saw that under Mo Li's desk, there was also a red bloodstain, and the dazzling red trace seemed to linger with a tragic aura, causing Qiu Ju to be sad, raising her hand to hide her face and crying, her heart was like ashes;

"No! I don't believe it! Xianggong won't kill people! What about Xianggong? Where has Xianggong gone? I must find him and ask him face to face!"

Qiu Ju, who was crying, suddenly whispered blankly, raised her hand to wipe the tears from her eyes, struggled to stand up in a hurry, walked out of the study in a panic, closed the door cautiously, and hurriedly ran around, her tear-wet eyes looked around, looking for Mo Li's figure;

After going around in a big circle, Qiu Ju followed the muddy footprints, and finally found Mo Li in the guest room, watching him fall asleep in embarrassment, his distressed chest was colic, and even her purpose of finding Mo Li was temporarily forgotten, and she was left behind, and quickly stepped forward and called softly;

"Xianggong, Xianggong, wake up, why don't you go back to your room, but you sleep here?"

Mo Li, who was in a daze, heard the call, opened his sleepy eyes, and a concerned face full of tears suddenly came into view, gradually becoming clear, he shook his head and shook his head to wake himself up, while thinking about what happened last night, while slowly sitting up with Qiu Ju's support;

Looking at the unfamiliar room, unfamiliar everything, Mo Li felt a little dazed, stretched out his hand to push Qiu Ju off the bed, and saw that he was covered in mud, after he took a deep breath, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, the hazy memory clearly crossed his mind, and his handsome face suddenly became cold and indifferent;

"Early in the morning, what are you looking for this son?"

The cold and ruthless voice fell on Qiu Ju's ears, making her feel very aggrieved, Mo Li's indifferent attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away, made her feel that even the air around her was dull and suffocating, after Mo Li's question, she suddenly remembered her intentions, and spoke in a trembling voice of anxiety;

"Xianggong! Last night, the slave family had a nightmare! I dreamed of Xiaolan and she... She said that Xianggong..."

Mo Li heard Qiu Ju mention Xiaolan, her expression suddenly became even colder, as if a layer of frost had condensed, and before she finished speaking, Huo Ran turned around, interrupted in a cold tone, and whispered a murderous warning, that hideous and fierce look was like an ancient demonic beast that was about to go crazy;

"Shut up! From now on, you are not allowed to mention Xiaolan and Hongmei in front of this son, otherwise, this son will send you back to the Spring Courtyard!

Mo Li said in a fierce tone and with a threatening face, while raising his feet and stepping towards Qiu Ju, he was so frightened that she lost her complexion, and she retreated again and again in fright, and the tears of grievance overflowed her eyes, sliding down the pale jade face, and she was heartbroken to the point of pain;

"Phase... I'm sorry! Don't be angry, slave... The slave family will never dare to do it again! The slave family begs Xiang Gong, for the sake of the past situation, spare the slave family this time! Xiang Gong's words, the slave family will keep it firmly in mind, and will definitely not make Xiang Gong angry again!"

Qiu Ju was so frightened by Mo Li that she trembled, her delicate body trembled violently, she slowly retreated in fright, begging in a trembling voice, the guess in her heart turned into a fact at this moment, Xiaolan's admonition reappeared in her mind, and now she was really worried that Mo Li would be bad for her as Xiaolan said;

"Humph!"

Mo Li snorted coldly when he heard this, his eyes stared at Qiu Ju fiercely, his face was cold and silent, and a murderous aura naturally arose around his body, as if a fierce bird and beast that wanted to choose people to devour, was slowly stretching out his claws, and at this moment, the voice of the old housekeeper sounded outside the door;

"Childe, are you inside? If you have already gotten up, please show up and see you, the old slave has something important to say!"

Outside the door, the old housekeeper who came in a hurry early in the morning, with two obvious dark circles under his eyes on his old face full of vicissitudes, and his cloudy eyes were full of bloodshots.

"Go back to the room immediately! Without the permission of my son! Don't leave the door without permission! Otherwise... Hmph!"

Mo Li turned around when he heard the words, blurted out cold words, echoing in the dull and oppressive air, and pushed the door out without looking back, leaving Qiu Ju with a sad face and tears in her eyes, looking at Mo Li's departing back, suddenly standing on the spot, full of grievances;

"The old slave greets the son, dare to disturb the son's rest, and please don't blame the son!"

The first time the old housekeeper saw Mo Li's appearance, he hurriedly bowed and saluted, and greeted Mo Li in a hoarse voice, with a slightly rickety body, looking down at his toes, shivering in the cool morning breeze;

"Excuse me!"

Mo Li's footsteps kept passing the old housekeeper, and when he heard the words, he greeted him without looking back, and walked forward by himself;

"Yes, Childe, the old slave obeys!"

Seeing this, the old housekeeper hurriedly followed step by step, half a step behind without a trace, although he was curious why Mo Li was so muddy and embarrassed, but he was sensible and did not dare to ask more;

"Say, why are you so anxious?"

Mo Li asked casually, but he was thinking about what happened last night, thinking of Qiu Ju's pitiful appearance of crying, a trace of unbearability passed through his heart, and he sighed silently in his heart: If you don't take into account the past feelings, why should this son pretend to be indifferent and treat you so ruthlessly!

Yesterday, the old slave, on the order of the son, was looking for a capable person who could subdue demons and catch ghosts, but unfortunately the old slave was stupid and ran around all day, but he met a lot of charlatans, but he didn't find one with real skills, and he was ashamed in his heart, and he came to report to his son!"

After the old butler finished speaking cautiously, he lowered his head even harder, for fear that Mo Li would be unhappy because of this, and then blame him;

"Forget it! It's only a day, and I don't blame you for the result, this matter is not in a hurry, take your time, you go back and have a good rest, and come back tomorrow, when the time comes, Ben Gongzi will give you a list, you follow the above content, first help Ben Gongzi find these things, and then say! Okay! You go!" (To be continued.) Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ)