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After leaving the palace, Mo Yuxiao turned towards Shangshu Mansion, with nervousness in his phoenix eyes.

He didn't even bother to change his clothes, so he just ran away, like a teenager in love, nervous, heartbeat.

If you look closely, you'll see blood on the hem of his clothes.

All the way, he was thinking, if he went like this, would she be happy?

No, no, she won't be happy, he chose the throne in front of her like this, she must hate him very much, right?

Annoyance, irritability showed on his handsome face.

"Yo... Remote. ”

His voice trembled, but he also had some impatience.

"Ahem..."

Suddenly, he coughed and covered his heart with his hands.

There was a throbbing violent, as if it was about to jump out of the chest, and there it was painful to death, as if it was pierced with a needle.

His face became more and more pale, but he didn't stop and still ran towards Shangshufu.

He was afraid that if he didn't explain, she would hate him for the rest of her life.

He was afraid that if he hadn't seen her before, he would die.

At this moment, he was full of panic, and he wanted to go to her side immediately.

"Poof... Ahem..."

Definitely, you must hold on, Mo Yuxiao, you can't fall down at this time.

He rode his horse and galloped towards his destination.

Shangshu Mansion.

Mo Yuxiao parked the horse outside the gate of Shangshu Mansion, got off the horse and walked to the gate.

"Lord Jing, I'm sorry, the lord said he couldn't let you in."

The slightly bold servant blocked Mo Yuxiao's way.

Mo Yuxiao frowned at his sword eyebrows, his pale handsome face did not have half a point of blood, and he asked lightly:

"Why?"

"Back to the prince of Jing, the slaves are not allowed to ask about the master's affairs, and the slaves are only acting on orders."

The servant bent down and replied respectfully.

"You go and tell your father-in-law that your son-in-law is here to see Youyou, and ask him to let your son-in-law in."

The servant looked at Mo Yuxiao's indifferent expression that was not angry or irritable, was stunned for a moment, and then nodded:

"Yes, Lord Jing, please wait a moment."

With that, the servant turned and left.

After a cup of tea, the servant hurried out.

"Lord Jing, the lord said, you hurt the eldest lady and want to enter... Jin Shang Shu Mansion is... It's impossible. ”

The servant was dripping in a cold sweat and said what Master Qiao was going to say.

"Well, this king knows."

Mo Yuxiao replied lightly, turned around and left.

A certain old man who was watching Mo Yuxiao's every move somewhere snorted coldly:

"Hmph, do you still want to persuade You'er to come back? The old man really looked at him in vain! ”

"Master, listening to your tone, it seems that you want to persuade Prince Jing to return to You'er."

Mrs. Qiao, who was observing with him, covered her mouth with a handkerchief and said with a smile.

"Hmph, he doesn't want the opportunity, don't blame the old man."

Master Qiao flicked his sleeves and left.

Qiao Jinyou's attic erupted again.

"Princess Princess, I just saw Prince Jing when I passed by the gate!!"

Nianshuang shouted.

"Lord Wang??! Where is it? ”

Qiao Jinyou jumped up from the stone bench and looked behind Nianshuang.

Nian Shuang stopped and said:

"It seems that the lord didn't let the prince in, so the prince left."

Nangong Feili on the side had a pair of big eyes, smiled thiefly, and she asked in Ye Shaoxuan's ear:

"Less, do you believe that Brother Yuxiao is leaving like this?"

It's just that after waiting for a long time and not seeing the people around him say a word, Nangong Feili looked at him curiously, and met his indifferent pupils.

"Ahem..."