Qiao's identity is much higher than that of the second son's concubine, she said this, who dared to step forward, even Jiang Pei'er's slave and maid paused, and retreated helplessly, looking extremely anxious.

Qiao Shi looked coldly at Jiang Pei'er, who was holding her stomach and screaming in pain, and said hatefully: "How many times have you used this trick, I didn't care about it before, I just thought it was just a love affair between you and An'er, and you actually used this trick in front of me?" ”

"Who do you think you are, just a cheap concubine, playing tricks in front of me, you are a thousand-year-old fox, what are you talking about with me?"

"That is, the seed in your belly is An'er's blood, otherwise who cares about you!"

Qiao Shi was still waiting for her to bow her head and admit her mistake, but Jiang Pei'er, who was looking at her face full of pain, rolled her eyes and fainted.

The master's body was unstable, and the slave who was serving her could not care about the lady's intentions, and rushed forward with an arrow, so she barely dragged Jiang Pei'er's body and slowly put it on the ground.

Qiao's was taken aback, he wouldn't still pretend.

Jiang Pei'er's face was pale, and the slave maid held her head, and anxiously called "auntie" a few times, but she caught a glimpse of the dark red slowly flowing from under her, and suddenly screamed.

"It's red, it's red!"

Qiao's eyes shrank, and he finally knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly said, "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you invite Dr. Chen?!" ”

The maid and the woman were in a mess, and the Yanluo beside the lady was still able to hold the scene, and trotted to invite Dr. Chen.

Qiao's is carrying people back to him.

-

At dusk under the moon, the prince returned home.

Lu Yunyao had already gotten the news, and welcomed the prince back to his home, and when he saw Mo Chang'an, he told him about Qiao's coming to ask for something, with a little pride on his face, and his face was full of words that the prince would praise me.

Mo Changju's face was a little surprised, as if she had done something wrong, "Since Qiao's wants it, why don't you give it?" ”

Lu Yunyao was stunned, looking at the prince with a very resentful look.

"Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about, didn't you intend to return it to Madame in the first place."

Mo Changju squinted his eyes and asked, "Where did I say I wouldn't give it?" ”

Lu Yunyao thought about it for a while, but he couldn't speak, as if Shizi really didn't take the initiative to say it, but his demeanor, tone, and meaning must just not give it.

Mo Changdu's eyes were playful, and when Lu Yunyao saw it, he knew that the prince was joking, and his cheeks bulged out with anger.

It's so cute, Mo Chang decided to itch his hands, and he couldn't help but pinch it, and it felt very good.

Lu Yunyao slapped his hand away in disgust, extremely indifferent, "Your Highness, please respect yourself." ”

Mo Chang sneered, hooked her nose with his index finger again, and looked at her provocatively, almost unable to hide his arrogance.

My own people, what's wrong with touching them, besides, they just touched their faces, and they didn't touch other places.

Lu Yunyao got up and poured him a cup of tea with humiliation.

Mo Changjue was a little surprised, he didn't lose his temper? Complacent, this is already used to it? Isn't that just a step by step, and do something else?

Mo Changju's mind was wide open, and he couldn't help but rub his hands.

Lu Yunyao brought the tea, his feet were unsteady very falsely, his arm shook, and the cup of tea was all sprinkled on Mo Changdu's robe in an instant, extinguishing his unspeakable thoughts.

Lu Yunyao's errands have always been safe, and there have been occasional accidents, but they have never been so outrageous.

Mo Changju looked down at the water marks on his body, looked up and asked, "You did it on purpose?" ”

Even though he asked, he was almost sure.

Lu Yunyao didn't answer, a false smile appeared on her face, "Your Highness, don't worry, it's just cold tea, it won't burn you, take off your robe and take it for washing." ”

Mo Chang decided to look at her twice, thinking that she might be really angry, a little aggrieved in his heart, just touching his face, he just thought about it, and he didn't do anything else, can't he touch his face?

As the master, Mo Chang decided that he felt a little aggrieved.

Other people's beautiful maids are all empathetic and petty-pleasing people, although their own looks and figures far exceed the standard, their temperament is too old-fashioned, and they are cute at all.

Mo Changjue had forgotten that he had just been crazy about praising her cuteness in his heart, and he was full of the incomprehensible charm of his maidservant, and waited for Lu Yunyao to bring the clothes with a gloomy face.

During this period, Qingyun came in to report something, looking at Shizi's black face, he almost thought that the two of them were making something awkward again, why did they always make awkward trouble, Qingyun had to take it seriously many times, anyway, Miss Lu could coax it, so she didn't see it and went out to stand guard.

Mo Chang never knew that his image in the minds of his subordinates had become a childish maniac who made a big fuss.

Lu Yunyao brought the clean clothes, once she was born and twice cooked, she was now completely able to have nothing to do with the child's room and wardrobe, took out the clothes without squinting, and even folded the messy clothes inside.

- She is not the personal maid of the prince, the prince takes care of the bedroom by herself, someone cleans it, but the clothes are folded by herself.

Taking care of himself for many years, although Mo Changju is already skilled and can fold clothes, a big man is inevitably not as careful as a woman.

Lu Yunyao looked at the messy wardrobe, it was hard to imagine how a noble person like Shizi folded clothes, no wonder he had the idea of letting her be a personal maid and take care of her, maybe folding clothes is indeed a problem for Shizi.

Mo Chang was still waiting in the study, and he would never go out like this, who paid great attention to the rules.

He sat majestically in front of the bookcase, flipping through the books, looking at it very seriously, he didn't expect that at the same time, Lu Yunyao was thinking about whether he would have a headache and impatience when he folded his clothes.

There is a small room in the study, which is specially set up for the master to rest.

Mo Chang took off his coat behind the screen, put the tea-soaked robe on the screen, and the new robe was taken away, and there was a rustling sound inside, the familiar sound of cloth rubbing.

Lu Yunyao stood outside the screen, staring at the outer robe, and pretended to be calm: "Your Highness, then I'll take these to be washed first." ”

Behind the screen, Lu Yunyao's figure, which could be seen faintly, ran out without being shy.

Mo Chang raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay." ”

Lu Yunyao stared at the robe on the screen, swallowed his saliva, and pulled the robe off with trembling hands.

The clothes that had just been taken off seemed to still have a temperature on them, and they were smoked with the incense of agarwood that the prince often smoked, and it was full of the breath of the prince's body, which made Lu Yunyao's fingers slightly hot.

She turned her back and did something bold and strange.

She lifted her robe to the tip of her nose with great speed and sniffed it gently.

The nose was full of the smell of the prince, as if the prince was so close to her, Lu Yunyao was so bold for the first time, smelling a man's clothes, and couldn't help but reverie, his face was full of redness.