Lu Yunyao lowered her head and didn't speak, looking aggrieved.

Mo Changju saw the wound on her lips, and he couldn't say anything serious.

Don't say anything, prove his low position, he is unwilling.

It's been brewing for a long time, but I haven't come up with any amazing words.

I had to ask in a low voice, "Didn't you ask me to do something before?" Go ahead. ”

Lu Yunyao raised her head when she heard this, and asked cautiously, "Your Highness, this time, don't you want the price, right?" ”

Mo Chang froze for a moment, and said irritably: "Say it quickly." ”

"This matter is also related to Madame, it is about the deed of sale of the slave maid."

Mo Chang decided, "Your deed of sale is still in Qiao's hands, do you want me to come forward and ask for the deed of sale?" ”

Lu Yunyao didn't think of this, she just wanted to borrow some money from His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, redeem herself from the Hou Mansion and become a free body.

After that, he worked beside Shizi and slowly paid off his debts.

Mo Chang listened to her thoughts and waved his hand directly.

"You are my person, the deed of sale naturally should not be in Qiao's hands, you don't have to worry about this matter, I will handle it."

He even wondered why he hadn't thought about it sooner.

And Lu Yunyao offered to get his deed of sale, which also meant to express his allegiance to him.

If the deed of sale was not in Qiao's hands, but in the hands of Shizi, she would definitely not listen to Qiao's words.

You can lie, but you can't fake the deed of sale.

After getting the promise of the prince, Lu Yunyao breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew from the prince's room.

When the door was closed, a faint word came from the room.

"Privately, you don't have to call yourself a slave in the future."

Lu Yunyao's hand shook and responded in a low voice, "Yes." ”

The promise of the prince really worked.

In just one day, her deed of sale was neatly placed in a wooden box and sent by Qingyun.

There is not only her deed of sale, but also household registration documents, road guide certificates, and all the information is readily available.

When she got it in her hands, she couldn't even believe it.

After so many years of anticipation, it was so easy to regain my freedom.

It took a long time for the mood to calm down, and Lu Yunyao preciously packed up the deed of sale and various documents, and still put them under the bed.

Someone came to inform him that His Royal Highness the Prince had returned.

Lu Yunyao didn't need to urge, cleaned herself up, and hurriedly rushed over.

Although she was not as deliberate and attentive as the day before yesterday, the other party could feel that her respect was much more sincere.

A few days ago, the son of the world went out early and returned late, and he was not at home often.

It is rare to eat in the house today, and Lu Yunyao is serving on the side.

After the day before yesterday, Mo Chang decided in front of her, and he always felt a little restrained and couldn't let go.

I regretted more and more that I didn't know how to measure, and I was dizzy for a while, and I did such a thing to her.

He sat at the table, chopsticks in his hand, absentmindedly eating and casually talking.

"Qingyun can send you something?"

Lu Yunyao served him a bowl of cloud leg bamboo shoot soup, and said with a smile: "The slave has received it, thank you, Your Highness." ”

Mo Changju's face was dissatisfied, "It's not that you don't have to talk about slaves and maids in private." ”

Lu Yunyao looked at Qingyun who was standing at the door.

Mo Chang decided to drive Qingyun out.

Lu Yunyao chuckled and said sincerely: "Thank you, Your Highness, I'm very happy." ”

Mo Chang was about to laugh proudly in his heart, and his face was about to tense.

"It's a trivial matter for this son, you don't have to take it to heart."

But if Lu Yunyao really didn't take it to heart, Mo Chang would never agree.

Lu Yunyao only looked at him and smiled, bright and bright.

Mo Changdu's appetite also became surprisingly good, and he used two more bowls of rice.

Qingyun was surprised when he came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, for fear of supporting the prince, so he sent hawthorn soup.

Lu Yunyao wanted to go over to help Qingyun, but was pulled back by Shizi with a frown.

"You still have to serve me ink, let Qingyun do such a small thing."

Qingyun burst into tears.

His Royal Highness has been disliking him more and more lately.

thinks that at the beginning, he was the only attendant around the prince, and he was the one who instructed others to let others do things.

Now, he's a handyman.

How could Qingyun let such a thing happen, so he hurriedly called two neat little guys to come in and clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and followed him to the study.

He wanted to enter the door and stand by and wait.

As a result, Shizi pulled the landing girl into the door and closed the door directly.

Qingyun's nose was almost knocked off, so he was locked outside the study, squatting under the eaves and doubting his life.

Aunt Yan personally sent hawthorn soup, and when she saw that he had nothing to do outside, she thought he was lazy, and reprimanded him for not serving his master well.

Qingyun has a bitter face.

"Auntie, it's not that I neglect the son, it's that the son dislikes me so much now that he doesn't let me in at all."

Aunt Yan glanced at the closed door and asked quietly, "Is the prince with Yun Yao?" ”

Qingyun nodded.

"Auntie, give me the food box, and I'll send it to the prince."

Aunt Yan was angry that he didn't understand the taste, "What to send, how can the prince have time to drink soup." ”

Maybe the two of you are inside, you and me, so naturally it's not easy to disturb.

Aunt Yan had a smile on her face, and was just about to take the food box away, but the door of the study opened.

Lu Yunyao walked out and said: "I said that I heard a voice outside the door, His Royal Highness said that he didn't hear it, bet with me, it seems that I really won, aunt, Your Highness has a little too much food tonight, I'm afraid I can't drink the tonic soup." ”

Aunt Yan smiled with her: "It's not tonic soup, it's hawthorn soup for digestion, since you have come out, help His Highness bring it in, I won't go in." ”

Lu Yunyao took the food box, exchanged a few more words with Aunt Yan, and then entered the door.

Mo Changjue was holding the pen and waiting for her, "It seems that I lost, so I'll make a picture for you and use it as a bet." ”

Lu Yunyao opened the food box, brought the soup bowl over, and said in surprise: "Your Highness can still paint?" ”

Outside, it is rumored that His Royal Highness the Prince does not learn and has no skills.

Mo Changju raised his eyebrows, and kept writing, "You just look at yourself." ”

Mo Changzhu drew while asking her to sit in front of her and put on a good-looking and effortless pose.

Lu Yunyao could only be tossed by him, constantly adjusting his posture with his words.

"Alright, that's it, don't move."

After Mo Chang finished speaking, he immersed himself in painting and completed it in one go.

When you're done, you put down the brush with the corners of your mouth lightly, lift up the finished painting, and gently blow dry the grinding marks on it.

Mo Chang waved her hand and asked her to come and see.

Lu Yunyao took a look, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Your Highness drew it really well."

Although there are only a few brushstrokes on the painting, it is not fine, but it completely captures the charm of my own.

The woman on the painting frowned slightly, and suddenly looked back, revealing a perfect side face, which was even more feminine because of the angle, not who Lu Yunyao was.

For her praise, Mo Chang smiled reservedly.