Chapter 397: Coaxing the Young Marshal (Covering His Face)

Chu Yunyao raised his feet and turned around, striding towards the Moon Pavilion, "Then I'll see him again when he's in a better mood." ”

She had already learned Mo Lingyuan's uncertain temperament, and she really didn't want to touch her head at this time.

It's better to stay away.

The housekeeper hurriedly grabbed Chu Yunyao's sleeve, put on a miserable face, and said pitifully, "Young lady, if you don't go, the young marshal will pick the skin of the old slave." ”

Chu Yunyao was unmoved, and patted the butler's shoulder, "Uncle, your skin is too thick, and it just grows a thin layer after picking it up." ”

This old man has long been an adult, and he plans to sell her miserably.

Seeing that this trick no longer worked, the housekeeper became more and more unlimited, and he didn't plan to ask for it anymore, hugging Chu Yunyao's calf, "Young lady, even if the old slave begs you, the young marshal is not light this time, and even the food brought in has fallen."

Not to mention the old slaves, these people who serve the young marshal also suffer. ”

Chu Yunyao struggled to save his calf from the butler's hands, "Then if I go, won't I also suffer, don't do to others what you don't want to do to others, butler, you feel sorry for the people they serve, do you want to sacrifice me?" ”

The housekeeper squeezed out two tears, simply let go, knelt on the ground, and begged, "Young lady, the entire young marshal's mansion, you can also affect the young marshal's mood, you coax the young marshal, the young marshal's mood will improve."

You smile at the young marshal, it's worth saying good things about the little ones for a long time.

The young marshal took care of you a few days ago, before and after the saddle, everything was done personally, you can't get better, just ignore the young marshal.

If it weren't for you this time, the young marshal wouldn't have been able to lose such a big temper? ”

As soon as the housekeeper knelt like this, Chu Yunyao was already frightened, and the words he said were embedded in her heart, and she was already soft-hearted.

Hearing the end, Chu Yunyao pointed to the tip of his nose blankly, and asked incredibly, "He lost his temper, has something to do with me?" ”

"yes." The butler nodded like pounded garlic, "How could I have waited for you to return home." ”

Chu Yunyao didn't know, "I've been outside all day, how did I provoke him?" ”

The housekeeper shook his head, "The old slave doesn't know, the young marshal has a cold temperament, and when he comes back, he sulks and loses his temper in the study without eating or drinking, and the old slave goes in and cleans up the young marshal's broken dishes and chopsticks, how dare he ask more than half a word." ”

The young marshal launched a surge, how many people can withstand it?

In the past, the young marshal didn't get angry once a year, but now I don't know why, the young marshal seems to be contaminated with the fireworks of the world, when they are in a good mood, they are happy, and when they are in a bad mood, they suffer with it.

The days passed with ups and downs, trembling.

Chu Yunyao pulled the housekeeper up from the ground and compromised, "That's it, I'll go see him." ”

The housekeeper instantly smiled, "I knew that the young lady would agree, young lady, as long as you follow the young marshal, say more about what the young marshal likes to hear, and coax the young marshal, the young marshal will be happy." ”

How the old slaves will live in the future, it all depends on the young lady.

The housekeeper was completely relieved when he saw Chu Yunyao go to the Star Storage Tower.

Chu Yunyao pushed open the door of the study and felt the oppressive atmosphere inside.

The sky was dark, there was no light in the study, it was dim, Chu Yunyao was behind the door, stretched her neck to look inside.

Mo Lingyuan had his back to the door, his hands behind his back, his long body straight, and he was looking at the military map hanging on the wall.

Hearing the movement, he didn't even look back, and asked coldly, "What about the young lady?" Haven't come back yet? ”