When Xiao Yuchen returned to the Long'e Marquis Mansion from the Mo Mansion, the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised. His subordinates Yun Tang and Lian Shuang came to salute him, he never responded even if he took care of it, and today he even promised a "um", and "It's cold, you don't have to stand at the door today, go back and rest." ”

The two of them were directly dumbfounded, watching their master enter the door, close the door, and close the door and vaguely feel the pleasant air wafting from the crack in the door.

"Did anything good happen today?" Lian Shuang said, I just can't stare through the paper-mâché carved door, just to see the shadow of the man who is enough to make women all over the world obsessed.

Yun Tang was extremely happy and proud to have Xiao Yuchen's attention. "The master went to Mo Mansion and came back in such a good mood, it was impossible if it wasn't for Miss Mo." Giggle. "The master has found the woman he loves this time."

"Shut up!" Lian Shuang's cold face interrupted, pursed her thin lips, clenched her fists, and paced, squeaking the snow on the yard floor.

After Yun Tang was stunned for a moment, he sighed at Lianshuang's back, and muttered in a low voice: "To be a man, you still have to see your own duty clearly......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he smelled a dark fragrance descending from the dark sky, and then he saw a man in a light brocade coat with flowing clothes falling on the snow in the courtyard. Yun Tang said politely: "Young Master Mo is here?" ”

"Hmm." Mo Feibai subconsciously folded the fan on his waist, but when he touched it, he remembered that the Wanxiang fan was still there with Mo Mingzhu. "Is Master Hou inside?"

"Yes."

Mo Feibai didn't knock on the door, pushed the door and entered, Xiao Yuchen was writing a letter inside. The identity of King Chen is about to die, and he needs to deploy all the forces well, so he is writing a biography of flying pigeons.

Mo Feibai squeaked and closed the door. "The Hou Ye is still so diligent at night, is it because he can't sleep when he comes back from watching the beauty?"

"Even if you don't speak, I know that what you have in your head is not serious, so you don't have to show off." Xiao Yuchen said.

Mo Feibai scratched his face slightly.

"You should know why I came to you."

Xiao Yuchen also avoided ink and continued to write. "You're here to sue me for what it was that I forgot with the fragrance of the sky."

Mo Feibai's eyes naturally seemed to be smiling, he bent his lips and smiled, but those eyes didn't have much smile, but they were cold and cold when he looked closely, and there were some similarities with Xiao Yuchen's eyes. "It's worthy of being a friend of my Mo Feibai, that's right, I just came to sue you, it's not a thing you forget, it's a person."

"A woman." Xiao Yuchen raised his eyes, calm and determined.

"Whether it's a woman or not, you'll know if you take this medicine." Mo Feibai said, taking out an antidote from his bosom, which was given to him when his master left for emergencies.

Xiao Yuchen took the medicine and knew that Mo Feibai must have done a lot of thinking and weighing before giving him the antidote, and taking the antidote and thinking of everything, this must be the next policy compared to forgetting everything. That means he's taking a dangerous path. However, he will not regret it, he wants to know if it is Mo Mingzhu who he forgot about it.

"Thank you."

Mo Feibai smiled lightly. "No thanks."

Mo Feibai walked to the door, creaked open the door again, and did not turn back. "You know, I can do anything for you unconditionally."

Xiao Yuchen stared at the antidote, and it seemed that it was really as he expected. "That's why I don't want you to do anything for me."

"Why?"

Xiao Yuchen smiled tacitly. "Because there are many people who can do things for me, but my best friend, the Nine Emperors, is only one."

Mo Feibai smiled and showed a white tooth. "Who said you don't have a sense of humor, you are clearly a master."

Mo Feibai left, sat alone on the snow-crushed roof of the Hou Mansion, and drank a jar of wine. He is actually the Nine Emperors of the Southern Yan Kingdom, but Southern Yan is different from Great Qi, and the Southern Yan Kingdom is peaceful and peaceful. 's mother is the only daughter of the Mo family, so he took the surname of the Mo family and became the prince who traveled among the people, inheriting the mission and responsibility of the Mo family.

If Xiao Yuchen wants to achieve hegemony, will Nanyan also be implicated when the time comes? He believes in Xiao Yuchen's character, but he doesn't believe in God very much.

Mo Feibai drank wine in the middle of the night, and when he drank it, he found that the wine was frozen. "-!"

Mo Feibai threw the wine jar, crackled, with a fragrance and the mellow smell of wine, went to Mofu to climb the wall, and found his Wanxiang fan, without that fan by his side, he was really uncomfortable for a moment!

However, when Mo Feibai climbed the wall and planned to climb into Mo Mingzhu's window and enter the house in the old way, he suddenly made two muffled sounds, followed by a muffled hum that hurt his heart, liver, and lungs......

Then, a qiē returned to calm.

……

Early the next morning, Mo Mingzhu stretched his waist, got up, and heard Yun Tao exclaim outside the house - "Ah! ”

"What's wrong?" Mo Mingzhu asked hurriedly.

Outside the house - "Miss, Miss, come and see!" You made the trap under the windowsill catch something! ”

Mo Mingzhu was taken aback and hurriedly went out to see. The large, jagged trap was stained with blood, but there was no prey in sight.

Yun Tao: "What kind of big rat is so powerful, even the trap can break free." ”

With a sneer, Mo Mingzhu was thoughtful. I'm afraid it's not a mouse, it's a person. After Xiao Yuchen left last night, Mo Mingzhu thought left and right and felt that his window seemed too unsafe, so he asked people to find a trap to put here.

As for Mo Mingzhu, who later went to find Mo Feibai and returned Wanxiang Fan, and ate a big closed-door soup, it was another story.

Right now, Mo Mingzhu's top priority is to repair the Wanxiang fan on the table that she had made tattered, and return it to be serious. The fan really tattered it to her......

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The Gao family was withdrawn from the right to govern the family, and Mo Dingyuan ordered her to be grounded in his own garden and not allowed to leave. The power of the head of the family is temporarily managed by the old lady, with the assistance of Aunt Zhou.

The Mo Mansion was rectified up and down, and all the big and small things were sorted out, and immediately the people who did bad things in the mansion were all related, and without the protection of the Gao family, many of them automatically confessed their crimes.

Mo Dingyuan severely purged the Mo Mansion this time, which was more thorough than the last time, because this time the Gao family is no longer in charge of the house, so it is much easier to check things.

It's not bad, I don't know, check it, I'm shocked!

A few days ago, the 20,000 taels of silver allocated by the saint to the Mo Mansion to repair the old lady's tomb disappeared. Later, when I checked, they were all transferred away by Gao's mother Zhou!

Mother Zhou is a proud old man in the Mo Mansion, usually dustless, can treat herself as half a master, no one dares to touch her, when she took Mo Mingzhu back to the house before, she was disrespectful to Mo Mingzhu, and this similar thing is also commonplace. No, this time it hit a hard stone.

The old lady was immediately dizzy. "My old eyes have been faint for more than ten years, and I haven't recognized this thing! Beat this old slave to thirty boards and put him in the firewood room! ”

The old lady couldn't help but think of Mo Mingzhu's mother-in-law, Chen's good come, when the Chen family was housekeeper, the firewood, rice, oil and salt at home were neat, everything was clear, thinking of these, tears rippled in Mo Mingzhu for a while, and her heart was very indebted and guilty.

Mo Dingyuan is a filial son, and when he saw that the old lady's coffin book had been misappropriated, he couldn't spare the master and servant of the Gao family, and the teacup on the table crackled with a bang!

"Where have you embezzled all this money? That's my mother's coffin, you're so rebellious! Hye-hyun, I don't know how much else you've done! ”

Gao's face turned pale immediately! Mo Dingyuan is a filial son, if he is allowed to pinch the handle and handle it earnestly, it is she who embezzles the coffin book of the old lady, and can she still spare her?