As Mu Yunqian expected, within a few days, Zhao Si came to the door.

"Miss, why did you save me?"

Dressed in black, he easily evaded the guards of Mu Fu, and at this time, he was kneeling respectfully in front of Mu Yunqian.

"I read that you are affectionate and righteous, not afraid of death, and I can't bear to let such a warrior disappear, so I came to save you."

She had saved him because he had shocked her, but there was another reason why she was now short of a good man.

Mu Yunqian was not very sure about whether he could play for herself, she was gambling, betting on Zhao Si's absolute trust in herself.

"Besides, you didn't want to hurt me, you were just threatened." Mu Yunqian continued.

Hearing this, Zhao Si secretly admired, and he couldn't imagine that a weak woman could understand the righteousness so well.

"Miss is overrated, I don't know what Miss wants Zhao Si to do, Zhao Si is willing to serve the work of dogs and horses, in order to repay Miss for saving her life."

"You just follow me in secret, if there is something, I will naturally call you." Although he was a family member, Mu Yunqian knew that his dead father was a master of Liang Guodi, and he should not be able to go there.

Moreover, Zhao Si is affectionate and responsible, and if he follows him, he will be loyal to himself.

"Yes!"

With that, Zhao Si got up and left quickly.

This night may be the most restful sleep Mu Yunqian has had since he was reborn, and it wasn't until Mo Lan pushed the door that Mu Yunqian woke up in a daze.

"Miss, Yunxiang purchased today and brought back a lot of your favorite osmanthus cakes, you can try them quickly."

Mo Lan carefully carried a bag of osmanthus cakes, staring at it with bright eyes, for fear that if she was not careful, she would fall into it.

"Okay, that little bag doesn't need to be hidden, I've seen it, and I won't be short of your food."

Mo Lan took out a bag of osmanthus cake behind her with some shyness, and after seeing Mu Yunqian nodding, she happily pinched a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, before she neatly stuffed the oiled paper back into the bag.

"You freshen up for me first, I'll take this osmanthus cake to my mother to taste."

Mo Lan carefully cleaned Mu Yunqian, and wanted to go with Mu Yunqian, but suddenly thought of the sweet soup placed on the stove.

"Ah, the sweet soup is still burning, I have to get it myself, those cooks don't know how to put a spoonful of sugar in the pot to call it delicious."

Mu Yunqian let her go a little helplessly, carrying the bag of pastries and preparing to go to her mother's place.