Mu Dafa couldn't help Mu Chunyu struggle, and immediately put his hands up and down, Mu Chunyu was shocked and scared, and finally stood up hurriedly when his salty pig's trotters touched his chest.

"Master Mu, I'm still a yellow flower girl, how bad would it be if someone saw this?" She squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and clasped her hands tightly together.

"That's what I said, you haven't married yet......" And Mu Dafa's small eyes glowed with covetousness, and he couldn't leave her body all the time, and he showed a few big yellow teeth when he grinned, which made Mu Chunyu's stomach sick.

"Okay, that's the matter for now, wait for my news tonight." However, in front of the woman and the silver, Mu Dafa will naturally choose the silver without hesitation, Mu Chunyu can't escape from his palm anyway, so it doesn't hurt to wait a little.

Mu Chunyu finally got his words, and hurriedly got up and retreated, and when he was far away from Mu Dafa's house, he scolded at the lake, and his face was red.

"The brute is always peeling, and he actually paid attention to me! The three wives and four concubines in the courtyard probably can't cope with it! It's someone else's idea! You deserve to be cut off! She panted and scolded this, and then she felt a lot better, and she was busy looking around.

There was no one living here, and there was silence all around, Mu Chunyu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his feet and walked away from the river quickly.

When she returned home, she didn't care about Zhou's scolding to feed her, she knew that she was lazy all day long, so she ran into her room, with a gloomy face, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the makeup on her face fiercely.

Because of Mu Dafa's shameless intimacy before, her rouge gouache is not a good thing, and it has long been a mess at this time, and it is inevitable that the viewer's mind will be imaginative.

Jin Silian was sitting on the edge of the bed choosing vegetables, and when she saw Mu Chunyu returning to the room angrily, she couldn't help but have some suspicions in her heart, she hurriedly put down the things in her hand and stepped forward to care. "Chunyu, what's wrong with you? Wasn't it okay to go out just now? ”

"Nothing, I fell on the way back." Mu Chunyu replied to her coldly, smelling the smell of rotten vegetable leaves on the tip of his nose, and immediately frowned, and pushed Jin Silian away in disgust.

"Are you really alright? But my mother doesn't look very good at your face......"

"I said it's okay, it's okay, why are you doing so much!"

Jin Silian just wanted to care more about her daughter, but unexpectedly, Mu Chunyu's willow eyebrows were upside down, and she suddenly raised her voice, with full anger, she was shocked, and it took a long time to show an embarrassing smile.

Mu Chunyu wiped the rouge on his face into a piece, but he was still wiping it desperately, as if he was willing to wipe off a layer of skin on his face.

"Okay, okay, my mother doesn't ask, what do you want to eat today? Mother will do it for you. ”

"No need, you still care more about your family's son who can glorify his ancestors, I don't have this blessing."

Mu Chunyu's words were full of anger, Jin Silian didn't feel a little depressed, her face was cold, and she was not in the mood to ask any more, so she slammed the door without saying a word.

Mu Chunyu always thought that Jin Silian would accommodate her, so she kept asking, and if she said a few more words, maybe she would tell her what was on her mind, but she didn't expect her to leave like this, and suddenly the grievances and anger in her heart gushed out together.

The bottles and cans on the table were all smashed to the ground by her, and the cracking sound of the porcelain vases and clay pots shocked Zhou Shi to enter the door, and naturally it was an earth-shattering punishment and scolding.

Jing Anyao sat in the gazebo, closed his eyes and recuperated, holding a cup of warm tea in his bony hands, listening to his subordinates say what he saw and heard by the lake, but his movements paused inadvertently.

"Mu Dafa." He muttered to himself, slowly opening his eyes, and the warm smile of the past faded away.

"Keep watching, and there must be no mistakes." Jing Anyao put down the teacup expressionlessly, and his cold voice seemed to be not the same person as just now.

"Yes!" Naturally, his subordinates could hear the anger in his tone, and immediately took the order.

Bamboo Shadow frowned and stepped forward to clean up the spilled tea, only to see that there was already a slight crack on the tea cup.

"Master, it is rumored that the outside is divine, and the subordinates are a little curious about Yan Tang this time, and I don't know if the master can meet the wishes of his subordinates." He knelt down on one knee in front of Jing Anyao and clenched his fists in plea.

Jing Anyao's eyes flashed slightly, and the afterglow skimmed the faces of the people around him, and nodded. "Well, let's go check it out."

There are a lot of new people sent to these palaces, and they are worried that he will not have a good time in this remote village, but who knows what is the relationship? Be careful.

Jing Anyao couldn't help but think of the scene of Mu Wenran being assassinated last time, lying in his arms and crying like a child, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

After lunch at noon that day, Jing Anyao and Zhuying changed their clothes and went back to Yantang.

Mu Wenran was busy for a long time, she didn't even have time to eat, and when she heard someone coming to look for her, she only had time to wipe the sweat on her forehead, estimating which customer was coming to negotiate the price with her, and she didn't care about her own clothes, so she hurriedly greeted her.

"Hello, I'm from Huiyantang...... Jing Anyao? She poked her head out with a smile, but saw a very familiar figure, and hurriedly reached out to brush the fallen broken hair, quite complaining.

"Why are you here? I won't let anyone tell me. Seeing Mu Wenran hurriedly put down his sleeves, that touch of white actually made Jing Anyao a little dazed for a moment.

He coughed, smiled and lowered his head, looking at the floor to calm his uncertain emotions. "I don't know when you've been so heavily guarded here, and I'll have to talk to you before I come."

Mu Wen glanced at him, and the many things she had experienced in the past made her feel a lot less restrained in front of Jing Anyao, and a little more real, so naturally she didn't need to have the same attitude as in front of others.

"Did you bring osmanthus candy cake?" Mu Wenran took two steps forward, and the tip of her nose suddenly smelled a sweet smell, she had not eaten a drop of water for most of the day, and when she smelled this smell, her stomach rumbled twice at the right time.

Jing Anyao's heart tightened, and a thin layer of sweat appeared in his palms at some point, looking at Mu Wenran like a little mouse stealing oil, his bright eyes looked at him, and his little daughter was delicate, which made him hold his breath, and he was a little crazy.

However, Mu Wenran didn't notice this, her attention was all on Jing Anyao Yao's sleeve hidden in the bag of pastries, flipped it out three times and twice, opened the oil paper bag and stuffed the snack into her mouth.

"Hey, don't you know, I've been hungry all day, and there are too many guests to keep busy." Mu Wenran let out a contented sigh and grumbled indistinctly.