Mu Xiyao ignored the coldness of the sky, didn't care about the thin clothes on her body, and her bare feet, hurriedly ran over and hugged Ye Shuqiu's waist from behind, and sobbed in a low voice: "Please... Don't go..."

"Xi Yao, it's cold on the ground." Ye Shuqiu's body paused, but he only said this sentence ruthlessly.

"I..." Mu Xiyao's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the figure in front of her that she loved and hated at the same time. You... Why do you say that? Her lips were white, and her voice trembled slightly.

How she wished that he would suddenly turn around and say to himself that he was teasing himself, and then make himself laugh and cry.

This time, however, he didn't.

Ye Shuqiu said quietly: "Xiaohuan, carry her back to the bed." ”

"Yes." Xiaohuan respectfully blessed his body, grabbed Mu Xiyao's arm, and persuaded: "Miss, it's cold, Master Shu still has something to do, he can't be with you all the time." ”

"Can you tell me... What is more important than paying me? Mu Xiyao subconsciously asked this sentence. When she finished, she realized how ignorant she was asking.

Really.

Xiaohuan looked at her with a strange look.

But Ye Shuqiu just looked up at the scenery outside the house, and said flatly: "When I'm done with these things, I will have a lot of time to accompany you." ”

"Oh..."Mu Xiyao was a little disappointed in her heart, but she still weakly let go of the hand that was holding Ye Shuqiu. Her eyes were lowered, and there was a slight sense of loss and confusion in her heart.

Why, this time, he didn't want to stay with me? Is it something important, or am I saying it wrong, or am I doing something wrong? Or is it... He doesn't like me anymore? Even... Bored?

"I see." She took a deep breath and said the words with difficulty. Mu Xiyao closed her eyes in frustration, turned around, staggered one step at a time, and lay back on her boudoir.

"Be careful." Mu Xiyao smiled and sent a blessing to Ye Shuqiu.

Ye Shuqiu nodded slowly. He handed the porridge soup in his hand to Xiaohuan's hand.

"Take good care of her, and if anything goes wrong, you don't have to come back to see me."

Xiaohuan's body shook. She carefully held the bowl of porridge with both hands and nodded slowly. "Slave... Got it. ”

She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Sure enough, in Ye Xiang's eyes, there was only Miss Mu Er alone... And we are just tools to do things for him.

Xiaohuan took advantage of the gap that Ye Shuqiu didn't notice, and quietly stroked his heart. There, it was as if a huge black hole had been vacated, and something very important seemed to have been missing.

Is that... And what?

Ye Shuqiu didn't notice the second daughter's actions and mood. He just so, step by step, calmly and firmly stepped out of Muxi

The wooden door of Yao's boudoir.

There were only a few things on his mind.

And none of these things have anything to do with children's affection.

At the moment when he jumped out of the high wall of Mufu, he glanced back with a ghostly look. And at this time, a team of people caught his attention.

Is that... The carriage of the Qin Mansion.

The corners of Ye Shuqiu's mouth under the mask were slightly slanted. He understood very well that at the moment when he sent out Qin Bao's head, he, the Qin Mansion, and even the Northern Capital no longer had room for maneuver.

Such... It's good.

Inexplicably, he remembered the smiling cheeks again. He shook his head vigorously, banishing the thought from his mind.

Ye Shuqiu's gaze froze. From now on, Shu Yeqiu's identity can be regarded as dead. And now, the only thing is Ye Xiang of the Southern Dynasty, Ye Shuqiu!

A leaf floats and floats, and the book has no trace of autumn.

I don't know, everyone in the northern capital, are you ready?

At this time, Mu Xiyao didn't know that something that hit him very hard was quietly approaching him.

She was sitting on the bed, taking one bite at a time, slowly eating the porridge fed by Xiaohuan.

Suddenly, Mu Xiyao seemed to remember something, and asked with food in her mouth, "That, Xiaohuan." Are you familiar with Shu Yeqiu? ”

Book leaf autumn? Who's that?

When Xiaohuan first heard this name, he was stunned for a moment. Then she reacted, could it be that the identity of the Lord in the Northern Capital is this?

Then did you answer to Miss Mu Er, whether you were familiar with him or not?

With a grunt, Mu Xiyao swallowed the food in her mouth and looked at Xiaohuan strangely, waiting for her answer.

"That..."Xiaohuan put the spoon in the bowl, took out a hand and clasped the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, "What do you say... Not very familiar, right? ”

"Not very familiar?" Mu Xiyao smacked this sentence carefully. What does this mean? It seems that Xiaohuan is quite afraid of Shu Yeqiu? What was she afraid of him?

"That's... Miss, do you know how the slaves came to this house? Xiaohuan can only bring up the old things again, trying to cover up the past so hastily.

Mu Xiyao nodded, "I know." ”

"That son, the slave maid only found out yesterday that it was the master of the book. The slave and maid are indeed a little afraid of him, if he is not satisfied and returns the slave and maid, then where will the slave and maid find this good job to do? You said yes, miss? Xiaohuan asked Mu Xiyao worriedly. She tried her best to make the expression on her face natural, so that Mu Xiyao could see that what she said was true.

"What you said... It seems to make sense..."Mu Xiyao pondered for a while before she sighed, took Xiaohuan's hand and said, "Xiaohuan, I'm sorry, Miss, I misunderstood you." In that case, what do you think of Mr. Shu? ”

"He's—" Xiao Huan looked embarrassed.

What can I say? Praise the Lord well? Then Miss Mu Er can't see the clue at a glance? But if the Lord is said to be worthless... I feel like my conscience can't get over it... This is really a proposition!

"Say," Mu Xiyao blinked, as if hoping that Xiaohuan could say the most truthful words.

"He—" Xiaohuan twitched the corners of her mouth. To say it yourself or not to say it?

At this time, a faint voice came from outside the gate of Mufu.

Mu Xiyao was stunned. She pricked up her ears and looked out of the house. Why is this voice so similar to Uncle Qin's voice?

"Xiaohuan, are you going to see if there are guests outside?" She called Xiaohuan.

"Yes." Xiaohuan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Needless to say, after all.

"That's right! When you come back, we'll continue to talk about Mr. Storyteller! ”

Xiaohuan stumbled under his feet and stumbled out of the door of the hut.

"This maid is always not serious." Mu Xiyao muttered.

After the hour of the half-pillar incense...

"Oops! This guest! You can't break in! Ahh ”

"The old man is in a hurry, you tell me you can't break in?! Mu Xiyao's little girl! Come on! ”

"Miss, miss, she... She's still in bed! ”

"Uh... All right! Tell her to hurry! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Xiaohuan hurriedly ran back to Lian Yaoxuan.

"What's going on?" Mu Xiyao looked at the panicked Xiaohuan in confusion.

Xiaohuan picked up a glass of water and poured it down, sighed a sigh of relief and said, "Miss, heh... Scold... There's an old man outside, and he asks you to come over by name, slave, slave, slave and maid, I don't know what is going on..."

"You don't know either?!" Mu Xiyao's eyes widened. It didn't take long for her to calm down. Uncle Qin, who usually has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, is so anxious to see me today, there should be something related to me, something important!

"yes!" Xiaohuan spread his hands helplessly.

"Hurry up and help Miss Ben change her clothes!"

Mu Xiyao thought that it was something important related to herself. Immediately remembered a person! Isn't it, there's news from him?

And inside the main hall.

Qin Sheng looked at the room around him that did not have a trace of popularity, and only felt a chill in his heart.

This... Is this a house where people live?

"Uncle Qin." Mu Xiyao's voice came from outside the house.

"Niece Xiyao, you're finally here." Qin Sheng hurriedly got up and greeted Mu Xiyao.

Mu Xiyao was a little strange. "Sit down, sit down Uncle Qin, I can't stand you like this!"

"Come with me!" Qin Sheng grabbed Mu Xiyao's wrist and dragged him outside.

What's going on? Mu Xiyao was very puzzled

。 Qin Sheng is not such an unstable person, what's wrong with him today?

"Little Ring! Watch the house! She could only shout behind her, and was pushed into the carriage to Qin's mansion by Qin Sheng.

The carriage was in a hurry.

The corners of Qin Sheng's mouth also blistered.

Mu Xiyao sat in the bumpy carriage and only felt that all this was wrong. But what is wrong, I can't say.

Forget it, when you get to the Qin Mansion, maybe you will understand everything. She sighed silently in her heart, so comforting herself.

At this time in the Qin Mansion, Mu Hua was walking around anxiously.

From time to time, she was still standing at the gate of the Qin Mansion, looking out.

Why haven't you come back yet? Something will happen! I'm dying!

Finally, she heard the crunch of the wheels of the carriage against the ground.

Sigh!

Qin Sheng hurriedly pulled Mu Xiyao down, and said as he walked: "Niece Xiyao, don't shout loudly no matter what you see later, and don't make a fuss or suddenly pass out, our family, just, just count on you!" ”

"Oh, okay!" Mu Xiyao nodded incomprehensibly. "What the hell is going on, Uncle Qin? In such a hurry? ”

"I can't tell for a while." Qin Sheng's feet were full of tigers and tigers, and the more he walked, the more anxious he became.

Mu Hua also hurried over. "You're finally here!"

"Aunt Mu is good," Mu Xiyao greeted her obediently.

"Xi Yao is good," Mu Hua replied simply.

On the way to somewhere. Mu Xiyao had been listening to the conversation between the two of them.

"Is this good for her? Will it have any psychological impact on her? ”

"I don't know, but there has to be a head in this matter, otherwise if you keep being so frightened, the whole house will go crazy."

"But..."

"No, it's no more, people have come, whether she can bear it or not, she can only rely on herself!"

"Well..."

Bear what? Why do I have to do it on my own? Mu Xiyao listened to the conversation between Mu Hua and Qin Sheng, and the bad premonition in her heart was getting closer and closer...

(End of chapter)

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