It's here! ”

With a shout, the carriage stopped in a place, and Yu Molan watched Mu Tiancheng get into the carriage, picked her up, and took her off.

"Master."

There were a bunch of small people standing at the door, and they all saluted Mu Tiancheng.

"Master, you have told me that the room has been cleaned up."

It was an old housekeeper who spoke, and next to him stood a very displeased girl.

"Got it."

Mu Tiancheng hugged Yu Molan and walked in directly, this house is like the size of a separate courtyard, very exquisite, being held by Mu Tiancheng, Yu Molan can see very limited places.

"After that, you will live here, and in a month, you and I will get married."

Mu Tiancheng put Yu Molan down, his eyes were full of gentleness, "If you don't want Nangong Jing's baby daughter and your friend to have an accident, just stay here obediently." ”

In one sentence, Yu Molan's silence was completely broken, "You can't hurt them!" ”

Only then did she realize that she had been looking for her since Mu Tiancheng survived, and it was not an empty word, otherwise, how could he know the whereabouts of Nuan'er and Chen Ling.

"Since you are planning to leave him, you should leave completely, but I never thought that you really like children so much."

Mu Tiancheng got the place where Nuan'er and Chen Ling went after separation, and immediately judged Yu Molan's thoughts, this thought made him feel very good, and even his whole temperament became much gentler.

"I like children, it has nothing to do with you." Yu Molan looked at him coldly, "Mu Tiancheng, if you still have a little conscience, don't touch her, she is just a child, and the child is innocent." ”

Yu Molan actually didn't think that Mu Tiancheng would agree to her, after all, Mu Tiancheng is a murderer who doesn't blink, he regards human life as a mustard, where will he know the words innocent and not innocent, but what Yu Molan didn't expect was that what she said was actually listened to by him.

"Okay."

Mu Tiancheng replied to her in a hoarse voice.

Yu Molan's eyes widened and looked at him, "You don't have a fever, do you?" ”

Or, is he really Mu Tiancheng?

In the next second, Mu Tiancheng's face darkened suddenly.

"Humph!"

Mu Tiancheng slammed the door shut, leaving Yu Molan, who didn't know what was going on.

Yu Molan: "......"

She didn't seem to be wrong.

"Madam, master asked me to help you freshen up."

At this time, a servant girl came in, the woman who was by the butler's side just now, wearing a servant girl's clothes but not holding it to look at people.

"No need."

Yu Molan didn't think much about it, she never needed help from others to do things, it was just a matter of freshening up, she could do it herself.

Even in the palace, she didn't let people serve her much.

"Hehe, that's right, this girl doesn't want to serve you."

Who knows, the servant girl said suddenly, and her words were disdainful.

Without any respect at all, he took his things and walked out directly.

Yu Molan was a little dumbfounded, Mu Tiancheng on the front foot showed her face, and the maid on the back foot gave her a look on her face, was it really impossible for her to bully?

However, Yu Molan didn't do anything, in her opinion, Mu Tiancheng said that he wanted to marry her, it was just a joke.

It's just that what Yu Molan didn't expect was that she didn't have anything to eat at night.

Mu Tiancheng kept saying that he wanted to marry her, but he starved her, and Yu Molan really couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Anyway, it was a prisoner, and Yu Molan was hungry, so she simply opened the door directly.

"Is there anyone?"

She shouted loudly.

"Madam, what are you ......?"

The housekeeper stepped forward and looked at Yu Molan puzzled.

"I want to eat."

Yu Molan said coldly: "Mu Tiancheng brought me here just to starve me?" ”

"Then the way she treats Madame is really peculiar."

The butler seemed to have no idea what was going on, "Madame hasn't eaten yet?" ”

"Bi'er, Bi'er!"

The housekeeper shouted a few times at the moment, and when he saw Yu Molan, he was still waiting and hurriedly confessed, "It's the old slave's fault, he didn't arrange good manpower, so that Mrs. was wronged." ”

"Don't say so much useless, I'm hungry."

Yu Molan didn't want to pay attention to it at all, she had been hungry for a day, and now she hadn't eaten anything, and she was already struggling to support herself when she could stand and talk.

"Someone, go get food for Madame."

The housekeeper called someone to get food for Yu Molan, and when he saw that Yu Molan was about to finish eating, he saw the housekeeper take the maid who had shown Yu Molan's face before.

The other party was reluctantly taken by the housekeeper, and his face was very ugly.

"Madam, it's all old slaves who can't teach you, so this girl has neglected you."

The housekeeper kept apologizing with his head down, but the girl's eyes were not eyes, her nose was not her nose, and her angry look did not look like she was admitting her mistake.

"I'm not wrong, she's not worthy of a son."

The girl's eyes suddenly turned red, "How could a man like Brother Mu rob a married woman, she is not worthy." ”

How did she know?

Yu Molan was almost finished, so she simply put down her things and looked at the girl, "How do you know about me and him." ”

"I just know!"

The girl said stubbornly: "You are not worthy of Brother Mu." ”

Brother Mu, shouting is really kind.

Yu Molan seemed to have guessed something, smiled at the moment, and looked at her seriously, "But do you know that it was your big brother Mu who forcibly brought me here, and not only that, but he also killed my husband." ”

When Yu Molan mentioned Nangong Jing, her heart felt a sullen pain.

"He killed your husband, you can still laugh, it can be seen that you have no heart as a woman, how could Brother Mu fall in love with a woman like you!"

The girl didn't take this matter seriously at all, blaming Yu Molan.

"However, he just fell in love with a woman like me."

Yu Molan smiled, "Butler, I don't want to worry about today's matter, and I won't tell Mu Tiancheng, but I hope that my use will be normal after that." ”

"Yes."

The housekeeper was so frightened that he pulled the girl and was about to leave.

"I'm not convinced!"

The girl stood still and refused to leave, very stubborn, "You are not worthy of being Brother Mu's wife." ”

"Will you let me go, then?"

Yu Molan turned to her and asked, "I don't want to marry him either." ”

"Don't even think about it!"

Mu Tiancheng strode in and glanced at the girl.

The girl shrank, but her eyes were shining, "Brother Mu." ”

"Bi'er, I asked you to take care of her, not to let you abuse her."

Mu Tiancheng paused and looked at Bi'er, there were no particularly excessive words and words in his words, but Bi'er felt the coldness in Mu Tiancheng's eyes.

"Brother Mu, why are you ......?"

"You saved me, and I also repaid you for the treatment you deserve, but you yourself refused to leave, but I didn't beg you, Bi'er, I hope you know how to be proportionate, and don't challenge my patience with you."

Mu Tiancheng didn't want to interrupt Bi'er's words, "The woman I fancy can't let her suffer the slightest grievance." ”

Mu Tiancheng's words are very moving.

However, Yu Molan remembered the things he did, the people who were disturbed by him.

She just smiled, didn't say anything, and looked at it all coldly.

"I ......"

Bi'er's mouth was wet, and in the end she didn't say anything, and ran out quickly, as if crying.

"It is said that it is the most difficult to receive the grace of the beauty, it seems that you are not so gentle and polite, how can you drive out your own life-saving benefactor."

He turned around, and Yu Molan taunted him.

Mu Tiancheng's deep eyes stared at Yu Molan and didn't say a word.

However, the eyes are trying to suck people in, and they are very deep and dark.

Yu Molan couldn't help but be a little flustered.

"What are you looking at me like that?"

Yu Molan picked up the handkerchief and was about to leave, but he grabbed her wrist.

"I will marry you, and I want to marry you."

Mu Tiancheng looked at her seriously, "Yu Molan, you woman, can't you let me see a little hope?" ”

The dignified son of the Mu family, the dream lover in the hearts of many women, is here to talk about this with her a broken flower who has been married a long time ago.

Yu Molan was stunned.

thought of Nangong Jing's death.

"You and I, impossible."

Yu Molan pushed Mu Tiancheng away, "Mu Tiancheng, you are just a possessive desire for me, I have no expectations for love, for the rest of my life, I just want to live in peace and stability, I don't want to participate in all this struggle, if you really care about me, let me go." ”

"You're still thinking about Nangong Jing!"

However, Mu Tiancheng said: "What if I tell you that Nangong Jing is not dead? ”

"What did you say?"

Yu Molan looked back at her suddenly, "Didn't you say he was dead?" ”

"You really still care about him!"

Mu Tiancheng gritted his teeth and said: "What's the end of your life, what you don't want to participate in love, what is safe and stable, it's just your pushing, you just don't want to marry me." ”

"I really don't want to marry you!"

Yu Molan realized that Mu Tiancheng was deceiving herself, and she also became angry at the moment.

That's how many days of sadness and sadness she has squeezed, she keeps telling herself that Nangong Jing betrayed her, and Nangong Jing is not worthy of her being so sad, but in her head, in her heart, everywhere, it is the bits and pieces that they have passed.

Even after the quarrel at the beginning, she knew that Nangong Jing didn't touch Yaoji, and even if she did, it wasn't what he wanted to do, but she didn't want to believe his words at all.

Why?

It's just that she decided that Nangong Jing just used her as a stand-in, and the person she really loved was Shen Rulan.

However, when everyone died, she suddenly felt that it was really good to care so much?

They were, and were, so close, so affectionate.

She could feel his heart drawing closer to hers.

Now, however, nothing is gone, only nothingness.