As soon as Yu Yuexi was mentioned, Kwai Po was a little excited.

Listening to what Yu Luoxi said, Kwai Po was very dissatisfied with Yu Yuexi.

In the past, I just thought that Yu Yuexi was a child who valued love and righteousness, so I wanted to ask myself to save my sister at all costs, but now because of those ambiguous people, and even to be discussed, whether they are really related by blood, they hurt people who have been dependent on each other for many years.

Kwai Po was disappointed.

Kwai Po knows that among these children, Yu Luoxi is the one who is most like her sister, she is calm and calm in trouble, and she only says a word in ten thousand, it is precisely because of this that when Kwai Po knows Yu Luoxi's physical condition now, she feels a deep regret and pity in her heart.

As soon as Yu Luoxi heard Kui Po's words, she was a little disgusted that she had talked too much yesterday, which made Kui Po have a bad impression of Yuexi.

"Lady Kwai Po, after I leave, the daily affairs of the villa will be for you." Yu Luoxi's departure this time will take away most of the people, but there will still be some people left to guard the villa and those who sleep underneath.

If a man eats grain, he will be sick.

This group of rough old men will be more worried about Lao Kui Po in the future.

Since the establishment of the villa, this is about the first time that a huge team has walked out of the villa.

A group of nearly 100 people, all of them rode horses and crashed on the winding mountain road, kicking up clouds of dust.

But arranging the residence of these people has become a headache for Yu Luoxi.

With so many people, they can't all enter Moyang City at once, after all, it is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and the sudden influx of such a large number of people is bound to attract attention.

But if they didn't enter Moyang City, Yu Luoxi would have no way to settle them.

Three or five miles outside the city, Yu Luoxi ordered everyone to rest on the spot, and she and Wuwu, Boya, Zhang Liang, and Kite went back first to find a way to arrange their accommodation.

As soon as I arrived at the gate, before I had time to turn over and dismount, I heard the door "creaking" open.

Yu Luoxi looked around, and Tan Mochen walked down the steps from the steps of his mansion.

Tan Mochen felt that today's Yu Luoxi was a little different from the past, but what was the difference, Tan Mochen couldn't say why, anyway, he just felt different.

Yu Luoxi dismounted, handed the reins to the kite, and told them to go in first, not to wait for him.

Yu Boya stood in place and glanced at Tan Mochen with an uncertain expression, and then led the horse into the courtyard.

"Apprentice, I haven't seen you for a few days, have you ever missed Master?" Tan Mochen is still hanging as usual.

It's just that today's Yu Luoxi has neither a trace of shame nor any dissatisfaction, just a pair of cold eyes, standing in place and looking straight into Tan Mochen's eyes.

Tan Mochen felt a little bored and shrugged his shoulders.

"That day, I wanted to have a drink with Liu Qingfeng and rush back to find you, but somehow, I drank too much, and when I woke up, it was already noon on the second day, so I didn't go over, and then my father explained me a lot of things, I really can't get out, you won't be angry, right?" Tan Mochen saw Yu Luoxi's cold appearance, and felt that it might be because of his unbelief in what he said that made her angry.

The June wind is already warm, and it is very comfortable to blow on people.

Although Yu Luoxi has changed into thinner clothes, probably because black is more heat-absorbing, standing in the noon sun, Yu Luoxi feels that his back is still covered with a trace of sweat, and some sticky sticks to his body, which is very uncomfortable.

"Where's the folding fan I gave you?"

Yu Luoxi's jet-black clothes set off her already fair skin even whiter, and the white was a little abnormal.

Tan Mochen felt that Yu Luoxi might have been bumpy and tired all the way, so his face was a little pale.

Asked about the folding fan, Tan Mochen was a little difficult to answer.

Liu Qingfeng's wedding ceremony, which he attended with a folding fan that day, obviously felt that he hadn't drunk much, but he was unconscious.

When he woke up, he found that his folding fan was missing, and after asking around, he said that no one had seen him, and even Changyun, who had been serving by his side, couldn't tell clearly.

Tan Mochen thought that he must have gone somewhere when his consciousness was chaotic during that period of time, and accidentally left the folding fan in a corner.

That wine must be greasy, otherwise it is impossible for me to be drunk unconscious.

Yu Luoxi looked at Tan Mochen's unpredictable expression, narrowed his eyes slightly, and took out the folding fan from his sleeve.

"Huh? How can it be in your hands? Tan Mochen was a little surprised and a little happy to reach out and take the folding fan in Yu Luoxi's hand, he still likes this plain folding fan, and now that he has lost it, he is still quite happy.

As soon as it unfolded, a fairly clear smell of blood wafted out.

It was originally a white and clean fan, one of which had already been contaminated with blood, glowing scarlet, and Tan Mochen's eyes were full of the light of the cold storage in an instant.

He thought that he could probably guess why Yu Luoxi was so cold today.

Tan Mochen wanted to explain, he didn't want to have a misunderstanding between himself and Yu Luoxi.

But before he could open his mouth, he was interrupted by Yu Luoxi.

"I believe in you!"

These three simple words brought Tan Mochen an indescribable shock.

This feeling of being trusted unconditionally is really a very happy thing.

Especially this person is still his sweetheart.

Tan Mochen stood in place, the sunlight between the leaves sprinkled on his body, looking extremely warm.

His hand holding the folding fan trembled slightly, and his thin lips opened and closed several times, but he couldn't say a word.

There are no words that can clearly express his current mood.

"Have you ever seen anyone whose weapon has the weird shape of a triangle?" Yu Luoxi already had a rough inference in his heart, and wanted to take a closer look at his guess by talking about Mochen.

After all, Tan Mochen had often been in and out of the Prime Minister's Mansion before, so he must know more about the people and things in the Prime Minister's Mansion than others.

No matter how bad it is, Tan Mochen is also the prince of the dynasty, and what he has seen and heard must know more than the people of the mountains and wilderness who have lived in the mountains for more than ten years.

Yu Luoxi talks about Mochen, so there is nothing to hide.

Tan Mochen thought about it and said that he had never heard of it, but he could send someone to check it, and it would take a lot of effort to find such a strange weapon.

"Can you tell me what's going on with the blood on the folding fan?"

As soon as Tan Mochen's words came out, Yu Luoxi's eyes were full of cold light, and the coercion around him made Tan Mochen, who had always seen the world, feel shocked.