Chapter seventy-nine, Mu Ran lost his heart
With a flick of his fingers, Zhumo had already taken out a thin deed in his hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
raised lightly, and Zhumo's expression fluttered slightly: "If Zhumo wants to leave, you can do it at any time." ”
There was a trace of astringency in her heart, the third sister had not been well, but this surprise Ruolou had left two more girls, and she seemed more and more cold.
And the reason why he is willing to keep the secret for Nadu Gongzi is because he promised to pay for the third sister's medical treatment.
Mu Yunjin, who was facing away from her, looked flat, and didn't mean to look back at her at all.
"Didn't Zhumo see that Du Gongzi is a daughter." Good upbringing, even at this moment of a lot of anger, still made Mu Yunjin's tone lingering.
His expression remained the same, and Zhumo laughed: "Men or women, Zhumo doesn't care." ”
Turning around leisurely, Mu Yunjin was as humble as ever, but his words were indescribably irresistible: "Then, please Miss Zhumo, go to my mansion and sit down." ”
After a pause, Zhumo's body sat up suddenly, and his words suddenly became nervous: "Jin Gongzi?!" ”
Tapping his palm twice, Mu Yunjin's expression was still shallow.
The door of the house was suddenly pushed open, and two people who looked like small servants came in, walked into the door with their heads down, and their voices were in the direction of Zhumo: "Miss Zhumo, please." ”
Zhumo was dressed in a white undershirt, but his eyes were looking straight at Mu Yunjin, and his words were slow but cold enough: "Zhumo originally thought that Jin Gongzi was a free and humble person, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that. Although the words were calm, only Zhumo knew in his heart how scared he was.
Before Mu Yunjin could speak again, Zhumo had lowered his head, and his words became extremely soft: "I'm still bothering my son to avoid it, Zhumo, it's time to change clothes." ”
Mu Yunjin smiled warmly, but according to his words, he waved his sleeves and retreated, and the two little guys kept moving, and retreated with Mu Yunjin.
In a quarter of an hour, Zhumo had already changed into a light green dress, and her hair was tied up high, and she actually had the demeanor of a woman in the rivers and lakes.
"Jin Gongzi, let's go." Zhumo's expression had regained calm, and he blessed Mu Yunjin, who had been standing outside the door.
The door of the room next to the Mozhu room suddenly opened, and two women ran out, one was the baby-faced Mei Mo, and the other was Lan Mo, who was extremely weak.
"Sister Bamboo!" "Sister Bamboo!"
When the two women heard Mo Zhu's voice to go, they finally walked out of the house and stopped her.
The footsteps stopped suddenly, Zhumo turned around, and smiled indifferently: "Take care of the third sister, I will go out to live for a few days and come back." ”
With his footsteps, Mu Yunjin only stopped for a moment, and then walked straight downstairs.
Zhumo's smile became more and more intense, then he turned around, followed Mu Yunjin's steps without any hesitation, and left.
Behind them, the two women were anxious, and they couldn't stop leaning in to look at the bamboo ink downstairs.
"Sister Lan, what can I do about this?" Mei Mo's hand held Lan Mo's hand tightly, nervous, "Where did Jin Gongzi take Sister Zhu away?" ”
Lan Mo's eyes did not leave the back of Zhu Mo slowly leaving, although his tone was a little trembling, he still comforted him: "It's going to be fine." ”
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After a light night's sleep, Du Weiwei's thoughts were heavy, almost not asleep, curled up in He Xiao's arms, and only fell asleep for a while.
When he woke up, He Xiao was no longer around.
His head began to hurt, Du rubbed his forehead violently, propped himself up and looked at the bright sky outside, and just wanted to open his mouth to call Zikou, but the words came to his mouth, but he swallowed it back.
Groggily, he got up, took the dress from the hanger, and began to change himself.
As soon as he put on his shirt, the door suddenly opened.
"Princess, wake up." Zikou had already walked in with a basin of warm water, with a smile on her face.
Du got up barefoot slightly, washed his face with warm water, and then felt better in spirit, and as soon as his mind was clear, he instantly turned his head and asked, "How is Mu Ran?" ”
Zikou cleaned up the bed very quickly, and when she heard the sound, her hand movements paused for a moment: "Miss Shi is awake, but she is not in good spirits." ”
Hearing Zi Koo's words, Du frowned slightly, put on his coat very quickly, and was about to go out when he opened the door, but stopped the moment he opened the door.
Here, there is no staircase! How could I forget!
With a somewhat sneering face, he turned his head and looked at Zikou, who had already re-washed the towel: "Zikou......"
"Yes, Princess." Zi Ko moved quickly, packed up everything in a few clicks, and walked in front of Du Weiwei, "What are your orders?" ”
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Du Wei stretched out his hand and poked in the direction outside: "You, can you take me down?" ”
Zikou was stunned for a moment, then blinked twice, glanced outside, pursed her lips, and began to move out little by little with the basin in her hand: "Princess...... You see Zikou has so many things in her hand......"
Du Wei looked down at the things in Zikou's hand, and didn't think much about it: "Then you take me down first, and then come up." ”
"This ......" Zi Koo's eyes were full of playful light, and her steps had already moved to the corridor, and in the next moment, her steps were light, and her body was already empty, "The princess is still waiting for the prince to come!" ”
Du reacted suddenly, and his hand quickly stretched out to grab the hem of Zikou's clothes, but he narrowly missed it.
In just an instant, Zikou's body had already fallen to the ground, raised his head to look at Du Weiwei on the third floor, and secretly stuck out a tongue, Princess, I'm sorry.
Leaning out from the porch, Du Wei was a little angry and couldn't cry or laugh, and shouted at the voice of Zikou leaving: "Zikou, you dead girl!" ”
There was no way, so I had to turn around and enter the house again, and in a hurry, I didn't dress up, so I took advantage of this time to put on makeup.
As soon as the foundation was laid, the door was pushed open, and He Xiao walked in in a black python robe.
Du Weiwei did not pause, still carefully ordering his makeup.
The extremely delicately wrapped black eyebrow pencil only exposed the sharpened end, and Du Weiwei's hand did not tremble at all, and he traced his eyebrows very seriously.
He Xiao approached, stood behind Du Weiwei, looked at the woman in the bronze mirror, and said with a teasing tone: "Annoyed? "I don't say much, but I know that Du Weiwei can understand what he means.
Du Weiwei glanced at his eyes, and a soft sound came out of his nose, indicating that he was indeed a little unhappy.
The corners of He Xiao's mouth hooked slightly, but he stretched out his hand, took the eyebrow pencil from Du Weiwei's hand, looked at the mirror, and traced Du Weiwei's eyebrows in detail.
His expression was a little stunned at first, and then he was no longer restrained, and gently swept his face by He Xiao's palm, but in his words, it was also a joke: "I didn't expect that the prince would actually paint the woman's eyebrows." ”
He Xiao kept moving, but he was meticulous and gentle, and his words in response to Du Weiwei were as calm as usual: "Wei'er's words are wrong, this king will only draw eyebrows for his wife." ”
His face was suddenly hot, Du Weiwei only felt that his chest was jumping, grabbed the eyebrow pencil in He Xiao's hand, and said in a hurried tone: "Let's go, go see Mu Ran." As he spoke, he lowered his head and avoided He Xiao's straight gaze.
seemed to understand that Du Weiwei was a little embarrassed at this moment, He Xiao didn't say anything, took her hand, walked out, and fell to the ground with Du Weiwei in her arms.
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Shi Muran sat on the bed without the slightest expression.
Zikou sat on the edge of the bed, wiping her palms with a cloth soaked in warm water with great seriousness.
After a long time, Shi Muran lowered his head and looked at Zikou, but his eyes were still scattered: "Who are you?" ”
Holding Shi Muran's hand and slamming it, Zikou pulled the corners of her mouth before raising her head and smiling warmly: "Miss Shi, I'm Zikou." ”
"Zikou...... Zikou ......" muttered his name twice, Shi Muran was still in a trance, and his lips were extremely pale, "Who is Zikou?" ”
The smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly dissipated, and Zikou only felt that things seemed to have become a little serious.
When he entered the room, what Du Weiwei saw was the scene of Shi Muran constantly hitting the bed with his head, and Zi Ko was already kneeling on the bed, struggling to buckle Shi Muran's body to prevent her from hurting herself.
Stepping forward suddenly, Du Weiwei suddenly grabbed Shi Muran's hands with both hands, and said in a lost voice: "Mu Ran! ”
In the next moment, Shi Muran seemed to be crazy, kept shouting, and his body began to go crazy violently: "Don't touch me!! Yes!!! Don't touch me!!! ”
With so much strength, Zikou, who had locked her shoulders, was thrown into the bed by her all of a sudden, without Zikou's restraints, Shi Muran's face was pale and frightened, and his hands broke free, and he actually pinched Du Weiwei's neck.
didn't expect Mu Ran to behave like this, Du Weiwei's eyes widened suddenly, and he tried his best to pull Mu Ran's hand, and called her hard: "Mu ...... However, I am ...... Small...... Micro ah......"
He Xiao was standing outside the door of the house, heard the movement, stepped in, but suddenly entered such a picture in his eyes, the sharp light in his eyes suddenly appeared, a few steps forward, a palm slashed at the back of Shi Muran's neck, in an instant, Du Weiwei only felt that the hands holding his neck suddenly loosened, and when he raised his eyes again, Shi Muran was already fainted on the bed.
"Mu Ran !!" With an exclamation, Du Weiwei immediately stepped forward, hugged Shi Muran, raised his head, and looked at He Xiao, "You won't hurt her, will you?!" ”
The sharp light in his eyes did not retreat, He Xiao's eyebrows were heavy, and he did not speak.
Zi Ko knelt on the inside of the bed, already stunned with fright, until Shi Muran fainted again, then he came back to his senses, stepped out of the bed with one foot, and said in a hurried voice: "I'm going to invite the peerless son!" As he spoke, his footsteps did not stop, and he ran straight out.
Lowering his head and looking at Shi Muran's weak face, Du Weiwei only felt that the anger in his heart was rising again little by little, Shi Tianpu, I will definitely want you to die well!
Seeing that Du Weiwei was worried about Shi Muran, He Xiao was full of worry about her in his heart, and after a long time, he opened his mouth in a low voice: "Lu Lang, it's time to arrive." (To be continued.) )