Mo Lingyuan was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he had misheard.

After reacting, he slowed down his pace and said approvingly: "It is worthy of the woman I married, brave and strategic, and she did not lose the face of my young marshal's mansion." ”

Mama Rong waited for a while, and when she saw that Mo Lingyuan didn't come, she began to be proud again.

She just said, Mo Lingyuan was willing to accompany Chu Yunyao back to her parents' house, just for the sake of the president's face, how could she really take this kind of ugliness in her eyes.

What's more, the second young master will return to China soon, and the eldest young master puts the overall situation first, and it is impossible to easily offend her for an irrelevant hillbilly, after all, she represents the Overseer's wife.

If it weren't for the fact that this dead girl was too heavy and almost killed her, she wouldn't have alarmed others in pain.

But before Mama Rong was arrogant, she heard the maid report: "The young marshal is here." ”

Most of the people in the room retreated, leaving only a few clever ones waiting in the room.

Mo Lingyuan, tall and long-legged, stepped into the door, and the originally empty new house instantly looked a lot cramped.

He walked towards Chu Yunyao without squinting, pinched her chin with his long fingers, his eyes were glued to her face, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Chu Yunyao shook his head and slapped his hand away.

The corner of the housekeeper's eyes squinted at the two of them, and they didn't see each other for a short day, and the atmosphere between the two seemed to have changed a lot.

To be precise, it should be that the young marshal's eyes have changed a lot when he looks at the young lady.

Hearing Chu Yunyao say that it was okay, Mo Lingyuan took the opportunity to sit down on the edge of the bed, and then took time to raise his eyes and carefully look at the furnishings and arrangements in the new room.

In the entire Young Marshal's Mansion, Mochizuki Pavilion is the farthest away from the Star Reserve.

This is also the first time he has come to the new house of the two.

The housekeeper decorated the room well, the red silk cloth was still hanging by the window and on the beams, and the window paper was glued with festive red patterns.

Hibiscus tent.

Big red mandarin duck brocade quilt and pillow.

There is a diorama on the dressing table.

It's just that the door of the cabinet is wide open, and the clothes are torn and thrown on the floor.

He frowned Yingting's brows, his eyes shot at Mama Rong like a torch, and his tone was cold and terrifying, "What's the matter?" ”

Mama Rong was locked by those two knife-like sights, only to feel a chill on her back, her body was weak, she slipped from the chair and knelt on the ground, pouring out the words she had thought of a long time ago: "That's the case, the young lady will go back to the door with the young marshal today."

The old slave wanted to clean up the young lady's new house, after all, the young lady herself never cleaned up the room.

As a result, when I opened the cabinet door, I found that the young lady had cut all the clothes, cloth, and sheets inside.

Two heavy gold ingots and ...... were also found under the young lady's bed and some of the things that are needed for the Witchcraft. ”

Mama Rong pressed her head, which had stopped bleeding, and pointed to the chicken blood, the female ghost mask and the long white skirt on the ground, "The young lady pretends to be a ghost every night to scare the old slave, and she also said that there have been deaths in this new house, and there are female ghosts asking for their lives......"

The more Mo Lingyuan listened, the more interesting he felt, he reached out and took the gold ingots on the table, looked at the words engraved under the gold ingots, and frowned.

Mrs. Bai's mother and son are safe, and it is indeed her credit.

Otherwise, Bai Qifan would not have given her so much consultation money.

This money is enough for ordinary people to live without worrying about food and clothing for a lifetime.

No wonder she talked about redeeming Nanyan girl in the carriage, and this girl looked confident.

You wouldn't think that these two gold ingots would be able to buy Nanyan's free body, right?

Naive!

Mo Lingyuan threw the gold ingots back on the table heavily, interrupted Mama Rong's words, turned his eyes to stare at Chu Yunyao, and asked in a low voice, "What do you have to say?" Aren't you going to explain the origin of these two gold ingots? ”