"I thought you were a fool, who knew you were good now, look at the way you look now!" The third lady pointed to Su Li, who was pale on the bed, and her heart became more and more angry.

Su Li's subordinates grabbed the sheets a little harder, their long nails were almost broken, tears were like floodgates that couldn't be closed, suppressed the crying in his throat, and the resentment in his heart increased a little.

"If I don't care about you in the future, I want to see who will care about you anymore!" Saying that, the third lady picked up the plasters on the table and applied them evenly on the gauze, but the words in her mouth were still merciless.

Su Li was sullen with a breath of anger in his heart, secretly annoyed, his head buried deep in the quilt, and he didn't speak.

I only felt that the cup below was opened, and before I could feel the coolness of the air, there was a cool swishing thing on the wound, Su Li was stunned for a moment, although the third lady was angry, but the movements of her hands were a little softer, looking at the festering wound, she sighed softly.

After smearing the medicine, the third lady took the plate, put the medicine aside, lifted the porridge with the lid on the table, and the light fragrance overflowed.

"Get up and get something to eat." Looking at Su Li, who was still shrunk in the quilt, the third lady said funny and angry, wanting to reach out and lift the quilt on top of Su Li's head.

"Hmm." Su Li's dull voice in the quilt came out, the coolness on his buttocks slowly disappeared, and the pain of the wound was reduced a lot.

'Hiss', gasped a few breaths of cold air, and as soon as his body was lifted, the wounds that he had pulled were re-opened a few points, and Su Li, who was in pain, grinned and lay back again.

"No." The third lady sat on the edge of the bed, holding the bowl larger than her hand in one hand, and holding the spoon in the other, the porridge in it was almost cold, and she continued with the bowl and moved it forward a little.

Su Li raised his head slightly, his neck tilted up a few times, and the porridge in the spoon was neither cold nor hot, and it was swallowed tenderly down his throat.

"Take a good rest these days, and say it early if you feel unwell." The bowl of porridge was quickly drunk, and the third lady simply cleaned up the leftovers on the table, and said uncomfortably before going out.

Regardless of whether the third lady could see it or not, Su Lijing nodded, her eyes were still red and swollen, and her heart was full of sour and warm feelings.

No matter what, no matter whether they abandon themselves or not, only their mother will always stay by their side, and they are the closest people to them, Su Li snorted a few times, and his eyes were sour.

There is a mess here, and Princess Jing'an's Mansion is not idle at all.

"Why do you look sad?" Yin Yufu stretched out her hand, trying to smooth out the wrinkles on Meng Yanxiu's face.

"In the past few days, I have planted eyeliner in Su Mansion, saying that I saw Mo Yu entering and leaving Su Mansion." Meng Yanxiu thought about it for a few moments, but still planned to tell Yin Yufu truthfully.

"Oh, so what, it's just a better storyteller." Yin Yufu thought it was something important, but after listening to it, she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"But this matter is a little strange, looking at this storyteller is not so simple, he can enter and leave the Su Mansion at will." Meng Yanxiu's brows were a little deeper.

"That's true." The places that Yin Yufu didn't pay attention to were brought up again, and the original doubts in her heart were strung together, which was indeed a little strange.

I was able to get acquainted with Mo Yu because he said that books are much more novel than ordinary people, and those poignant stories are always tired of listening, so he will come to him every time to tell him.

Let's not talk about these things for the time being, it's just the last time, when Mu Yan changed his face and met him for the first time, if it weren't for that unique singing voice, how could he pay attention to an ordinary singing girl, at that time, it seemed that Mo Yu was also ......

"I remember when I was in the Drunken Jade Tower before, if it weren't for that singing, I wouldn't have noticed Mu Yan's existence, and that singing voice was clearly deliberately attracting my attention." Yin Yufu's hand stayed on Meng Yanxiu's face, a little dignified, "I remember that at that time, Mo Yu was with her. ”

"Isn't there anything involved?" Meng Yanxiu stretched out his hand, held the slender finger that stayed on his face, and pressed it tightly against his face, three points guessed and seven points were certain.

"I don't know, but now that I think about it, I think there must be some connection, it was too much of a coincidence." Yin Yufu shook her head, trying to recall the time when she met before, and made sure that she was not mistaken, at that time, the two of them were clearly very familiar.

"In that case, let's keep an eye on it and see how many things we don't know." The two hands were held tightly, the smile on Meng Yanxiu's face seemed to be reassured, and Yin Yufu's somewhat flustered heart calmed down a little.

Meng Yanxiu already had an established idea in his heart, and as soon as he walked out of the eldest princess's room, he called those secret guards.

"In the past few days, I have stepped up my observation of that man, and if there is any trouble, report it in time."

After a few people got the order, they left in a hurry, Meng Yanxiu stared at the wall, standing in the courtyard, the breeze began to raise his robes, and there was a bit of a sense of non-desecration.

"Alright, that's all for tonight, and we'll continue tomorrow."

A familiar voice came from the Drunken Jade Tower......

Mu Yan's face had already been healed, and he didn't need to worry about anything, Mo Yu returned to his original life, still accompanied by fine wine every day, occasionally telling those strange stories, as if they had really happened, and those stories made people sigh.

"Let's talk about it today." The people who listened with relish were a little disappointed to be interrupted, and said with a little pleading.

"No, not tonight, continue tomorrow night, tomorrow night." Mo Yu was already drunk, and everything in front of him was swaying, overlapping into one, scattering into several, waving his hand, dizzy in front of him, and walking out.

"Sir, slow down."

The strong smell of alcohol on Mo Yu's body made his brain even more unconscious, and the alcohol would only magnify the emotions that people tried so hard to hide, and his steps floated a few times, holding on to the wall tiles on the side of the road, moving forward little by little.

"Huh?" I didn't know what I stepped on, Mo Yu was defenseless, and tripped a little, but fortunately, he didn't fall to the ground in embarrassment by holding on to those wall tiles.

"Well, a, uh, bricks." Mo Yu took advantage of the moonlight, looked at a square thing on the ground in a vague way, burped, poked out his toes, kicked a few times, and continued to walk forward.

"Here we are." Alcohol rushed to his brain, Mo Yu had a somewhat bright scene in front of him, but it began to become dark and cloudy, his eyelids drooped downward, and he was about to open them, muttered a few words, leaned against the wall and sat down, and fell asleep deeply.

"What should I do?" A few secret guards who had been following closely step by step walked up to Mo Yu, got a little closer, and made sure that they were already drunk and asleep, looking at each other.

"Don't worry about it for now, let's take it back and talk about it."

A few secret guards were like anti-sacks, and they brought the drunk and unconscious Mo Yu back to Princess Jing'an's mansion.

The next day, the sunlight overflowed the whole room, the hangover's head was uncomfortable, Mo Yu rubbed his forehead in a daze, and the sun's piercing eyes couldn't be opened.

"Is Childe awake?" The maid who was standing on the side of the table to wipe down her things put down what she was holding and walked to the bed, and the shadow fell, just enough to cover some of her eyes.

Mo Yu was able to open his eyes slightly, and his eyelids were a little swollen, but it did not hinder the observation of the things around him.

"I wonder where Rouge went?" As soon as Mo Yu spoke, his voice was hoarse, and he coughed a few times before he could express his words clearly.

"The slave doesn't know who the son is talking about." The maid was stunned, stunned for a moment, shook her head, and replied softly.

After putting on her clothes, Mo Yu wanted to go out to look for it, after such a time, the girl Rouge was really relieved to put herself down.

"Where is Childe going?" At the door was a row of well-trained maids, blocking Mo Yu's path and saying in unison.

"Where is this?" No matter how dull he is, he can see that the structure of this place is completely different from the Su Mansion where he is located, the structure in the courtyard is much more prosperous, the paths are hooking and turning, and the decorative flowers are not the same style.

"This is Princess Jing'an's Mansion." A few maids didn't know what to mean, bowed their heads slightly, and replied respectfully.

Jing...... Princess's ......

Mo Yu's brain 'boomed' suddenly, like a short pause, and he couldn't react, when he was drunk, he came to this place.

For several days, I couldn't remember the drunken memory, but according to the attitude of the maid here, I vaguely estimated that it was not an accident that I came here.

"Where is Childe going, today's meal has just been prepared, so Childe has been waiting for a long time." The maid at the door brought out the tedious plates in a timely manner, and there were large and small meals on it, and quietly blocked Mo Yu who was going out.

"I want to go out and see." Mo Yu took a few steps back, his daily activities confined to this small room, and the furnishings in the room were almost tired of looking.

"If the son needs anything, just tell the slave directly, and the slave will be ready in time." The door was closed again, and the moment it closed, Mo Yu saw the minions guarding the door.

"Ugh." Repeating such things every day, Mo Yu was powerless to argue about something, so he could only sigh and look at the exquisite food in front of him, but he had no appetite at all.

Whether it's food, it's almost all presented with both hands, and even the basic living, there are special maids, if you can't go out at will, this kind of life is basically a captive life, uneasy, and I feel that there will be inexplicable 'surprises' at any time.