Xiaoyu was quietly transported into the house, and there was a square towel on the carriage, so that she could be seen when she got off the carriage, but she kept an eye on it, and she didn't take it off even when she entered the courtyard gate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Come this way." The old woman who answered said in a low voice, showing her the way.

"She's Cheng'er, you clean up and follow me to the eldest young master's yard." The mother-in-law said solemnly.

"Yes," the maids replied playfully, and the little fish looked at a piece of peach blossom powder, all of which were beauties.

But she was very low-key, and silently followed the maids into the courtyard.

The courtyard is very bland, and even a little too simple, which shows that the owner does not have any desire to compete for fame and fortune, but there are many things where the trees want to be quiet and the wind does not stop, and it is obvious that the eldest young master will not be at peace.

Xiao Yuxin said pitiful, lowered his head and followed the small garden behind the yard.

"The eldest young master is practicing swords inside, and he will choose among you when he comes out, and whoever is selected will serve the eldest young master wholeheartedly, understand." The mother-in-law warned, frowning while looking at Xiaoyu's veil, but she was inserted by the eldest lady, and maybe there was something deep The mother-in-law didn't say much.

Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, not that she was not confident in her appearance, but that she felt that no matter how beautiful the flowers were, they would be inferior to the flowers, and now that she was poisoned by the big boss, she had to do things according to the rules, at least she had to find out the details of the other party before trying to get out of control.

So although I resisted the matter of hooking up with the eldest young master, I still used my heart.

You have to give the big boss some sweetness first.

Xiaoyu waited here, and no one came out for a long time.

It was only a matter of a moment for her standing posture to go from upright to crooked, and the girl shook her hand and fanned the wind and said, "How long does this young master have to practice the sword." ”

The autumn is a little sunny, let's dry all their delicate flowers, but he hasn't waited for the eldest young master, doesn't he want to see the beauty earlier?

He didn't want the beauties to send them for anything.

In the crowd, no one paid any attention to Xiaoyu at all.

To put it bluntly, everyone is a competitor, of course they all want to perform well, Xiaoyu feels bored, leaning on the pillars of the cloister and pretending to sleep, her breathing is shallow, but the veil is undulating, very beautiful.

I don't know how long it took, there was a sound of footsteps at the door of the moon cave, and the maids were tense and stood enchantingly.

Of course, no one greeted the fish.

Xiaoyu is still pretending to sleep, the girl is holding her hands, her left shoulder is leaning on the pillar and her head is leaning towards her head to sleep lightly, and her right leg is hanging relaxedly, her posture is not elegant but has a unique taste.

Mo Zhao had always turned a blind eye to such a beautiful girl when he came back from practicing swords in the courtyard, but this time he stopped.

The girl's breath made the square scarf flutter, and a pair of beautiful eyes were closed, and she couldn't see any charm and was only a little amazing, but these surprises were all floating clouds for Mo Zhao, and what he focused on was the sleeping position of the little fish.

"Ninth sister?" Mo Zhaohuo threw the sword in his hand behind him and strode over.

At that time, Zhao Yu's poison was not solved, they got along day and night, and the ninth sister often leaned under the porch in this posture to pretend to sleep, and he usually hid in the distance to look secretly, secretly, and excitedly.

"Big young master!" The black-clothed staff behind him grabbed him, this was obviously a red face sent by the eldest lady, and the eldest young master must not be allowed to touch it.

"Young Master?" Xiao Yu was awakened by this sound, and the little rabbit seemed to jump up, and hurriedly stood at the end of the line, she wanted to attract the attention of the eldest young master, but it was definitely not a mistake.

Mo Zhao glanced back, and when he turned back, he saw that the girl jumped back like a rabbit, and her originally stopped footsteps could no longer be stopped.

Those eyes, those eyes!

"Ninth Sister!" He exclaimed and rushed over.

Xiao Yu hung her head, she didn't know why this eldest young master suddenly rushed to him like crazy.

But being dragged out of the crowd by the eldest young master in the next second was something she didn't expect.

The girl pretended to have a timid and scared expression, a pair of big watery eyes blinked, thought for a long time, and held back a sentence: "The eldest young master forgives the sins." ”

Mo Zhao's hand grabbing her arm let go.

"You're not her," the eyes look like her, and they're not her.

Her temper, how could she show such a timid appearance, she has always been flamboyant and wanton, as fiery and energetic as a little sun.

I won't say anything nonsense about the eldest young master's forgiveness.

Mo Zhao let go of his hand and turned around to leave.

Xiaoyu didn't do it, but she was the one who wanted to follow the eldest young master.

"Young Master," she spoke, for the sake of her life, she reached out and grabbed Mo Zhao's cuffs, Mo Zhao turned around, but Xiao Yu didn't know what to say.

First, her self-esteem did not allow her to beg for any lowly things, and second, she really didn't know how to beg.

She hasn't really been a girl.

Mo Zhao looked at her eyes, and couldn't resist these eyes that were exactly the same as the ninth sister.

He took Xiaoyu's hand, and the slightly cool touch made him numb for a moment.

The ninth sister's hand, maybe it's the same.

Mo Zhao took a deep breath, hoping that the ninth sister could forgive him for this momentary blasphemy, because he really missed her.

Wanted to see her.

I want to see her joy, see her anger, and see her every wonder.

Xiao Yu resisted for a moment, but the feeling of this eldest young master was very familiar to her, and she even had an inexplicable sense of security when she looked at his hands, so she was pulled by him.

Mo Zhao looked at her face towel and reached out to remove it.

Always see what it really looks like.

"Big young master!" The staff behind him was completely unable to hold their breath this time, rushed up to stop Mo Zhao, and whispered again: "Red face and trouble, the eldest young master must remember." ”

Xiaoyu's ear power is better than that of the girl next to her, not to mention that she is closer to Mo Zhao.

"My face is injured and ugly, so it's covered, please don't open it up, so as not to scare the young master." She spoke softly and was very submissive.

Mo Zhao's tense arm loosened.

"Okay, I don't look at your true face," Mo Zhao turned his head to look at the staff, his expression full of everything.

If you don't look at it, it won't be a disaster. ”

"It's annoying to release people every day." Mo Zhao said coldly, and pulled Xiao Yu's hand straight away.

The black-clothed staff wanted to persuade them again, but they were pulled by the white-clothed staff behind them.

"The eldest young master is right, the eldest lady is here every day, the eldest young master can't delay the election, it's not good to say clearly, it's better to choose an ugly girl than to choose these showy women." The white-clothed staff said.

And he chose all of them, could he still let the eldest young master send people back?

Mo Zhao's temper, I'm afraid no one can make him change his mind.

The black-clothed staff sighed, only hoping that the eldest young master would not live up to the master's expectations.

On the other hand, Mo Zhao's selection of Xiaoyu also relieved Mrs. Mo, who had always been worried, and heard the big boss say that the girl was very beautiful, and Mo Zhao was not an iron plate after all, and she would be moved.

And Mo Zhao brought Xiaoyu to the room and served tea.

Xiao Yu was stunned, picked up the tea tray but didn't know where to go.

"Don't know the way?" Mo Zhao frowned.

"No, no." Xiaoyu hurriedly said and threw it away with the tea tray.