Jun Hao clenched the purse in his hand, glanced at Yu Sha again, turned around and left: "Take him back to the palace, don't let him die." ”

"Yes, lord." Yu Sha carried Mo Yang on the ground onto his shoulder.

Ningfu, Qingshui Garden.

Condensation woke up and found himself lying in bed and sleeping.

"Young Master, are you awake? Come, drink some decanting soup," Juanzi brought a bowl of soup, which should have been prepared on the side.

The condensation rubbed his eyebrows, and his head hurt as if he had been cut by a knife. took the decanting soup handed over by Juanzi, and drank it all the time, the headache was not relieved, but the hungry stomach was full.

"What time is it?"

"It's already dark," Juanzi replied.

"What? It's dark! As soon as Ning Shui lifted the quilt, he was about to get up: "Oh no, I actually forgot about Jiyi Moyang and them." What about Liangzi? ”

Juanzi said: "This slave doesn't know, only that he went out with Steward Liang today, and he hasn't seen a shadow yet." ”

"It's broken, it's broken," Ningshui was in a hurry to get dressed, and at the same time instructed Juanzi: "You and Nianjiao go to the kitchen to get food, the more the better, and gather at the gate of the mansion." ”

"Okay, young master," Juanzi didn't understand the young master's actions, and seeing that the young master was in such a hurry, she hurriedly asked Nianjiao to go to the kitchen.

Ning Shui packed himself up, went to the gate of the mansion, and asked the people in the mansion to prepare a carriage.

In fact, she was still a little nervous in her heart, she was so forgetful, where to go, Mo Yang had to kill herself with her eyes. This Liang Zi is also really, and he actually forgot about this young master.

The old house was pitch black.

Ning Shui saw that he was a little self-blaming, he was really irresponsible at all, and he didn't even prepare a candle for them.

Ningshui carried a lantern and pushed the door with Juanzi and Nianjiao, and it was very quiet inside.

"Young master, where is this?" Nian Jiao carried the food box and followed behind Ning Shui.

"A house," Ningshui replied.

Ning Shui saw that he had entered the door and had not even come out to greet him, so he opened his throat and shouted, "Mo Yang, Hua'er, are you there?" ”

Shouldn't you see that you didn't come, right? Ning Shui thought about it, but after thinking about it, where could they go, they could only stay here.

Ning Shui shouted a few times, but no one answered. Ningshui only went directly inside, the house was very big, and it had to fight with his own mansion, but Mo Yang and they stayed in the hall.

Ningshui went to the hall, but found that the door had fallen to the ground, strange, Ningshui frowned, when he left yesterday, this door was still good.

Walking in, it was pitch black inside, and Ning Shui was carrying a lantern to look inside, and stepped on the pyre. Ning Shui squatted down, groped on the ground, felt the fire fold placed on the ground, and lit the fire.

The bright light lit up the lobby, and there was only a clutter all over the floor, but no one could see one.

"Strange, where have all the people gone?" Ning Shui scratched the back of his head, should Liang Zi pick them up, but where can they go? Stinky Liangzi, he didn't even say a word to me.

"Woo woo......" Ning Shui stretched out his hand to let Juanzi and Nianjiao stand still, she seemed to hear something.

Ning Shui put down the lantern in his hand, and then slowly approached the curtain in the corner, with someone behind him.

"Ahh

"Mo Yao? How are you hiding here? ”

Hiding behind the curtain was Hua'er and Mo Yang's younger brother Mo Yao, a seven-year-old child.

"Woo...... Young master, brother," Mo Yao pounced on and hugged Ningshui's calf.

"What's wrong?" Staring at the doubts and squatting down, facing Mo Yao, who was crying fiercely, she was really a little overwhelmed.

"Woo, sister, they let Uncle Hong arrest them, and they said they wanted my sister to sell them to Fireworks Alley."