I saw that in the small tent, Wei Ziyu was sitting in the small hall with a strange woman, and when she saw her come in, she looked at her invariably, as if she was waiting for her.

Because of the limited number of tents, she, Wei Ziyu and Wei Ziai lived in the same tent, Mo Xiaodie stood at the door, looked at them for a while, and then walked in, smiled slightly, and asked, "Why don't you see Ziai?" ”

Wei Ziai has always been sticky to Wei Ziyu, but when she didn't see Wei Ziai at this time, the two of them looked like they were waiting for her here, and Mo Xiaodie couldn't help but feel a little suspicious in her heart.

Wei Ziyu looked at her coldly, but said bluntly, "I sent Ziai away." ”

Mo Xiaodie raised her eyebrows slightly, and then heard Wei Ziyu say coldly: "Fang Cai, thank you for saving me." ”

When she said this, there was no expression on her cold face, and Mo Xiaodie could easily see her reluctance, so she just smiled and replied politely, "No thanks, sisters should be." ”

In fact, if you want to be more serious, Wei Ziyu is probably still implicated by her in this catastrophe.

When they spoke, the other woman kept looking at her thoughtfully, Mo Xiaodie couldn't help but glance at her, only to see that the woman was eleven or twelve years old, with a trace of immaturity on her round face, and when she saw her, she immediately tilted her head, and said playfully and cutely: "You are Wei Erniang?" I've been hearing your name a lot lately! ”

Mo Xiaodie glanced at Wei Ziyu, if she just wanted to thank her, she shouldn't have been waiting for her here, and besides, why did she leave a third party present?

Wei Ziyu felt her inquiring gaze, lifted her eyelids, and said, "This is my cousin, Guo Ziyan, who is thirteen at home, you call her Ziyan, Ziyan is here to find you this time." ”

Mo Xiaodie's face remained unchanged, but her eyes were slightly downcast, and there were too many people who came to her today.

Looking at Guo Ziyan's appearance, it seems that she is not here to find fault, Mo Xiaodie can't think of the purpose of her coming to her for a while.

Guo Ziyan grinned and said to Wei Ziyu: "Cousin, I have something I want to tell Wei Erniang, can you avoid it?" ”

Wei Ziyu's face flashed with unhappiness, but he didn't say anything, got up and walked out.

This Guo Ziyan ate Wei Ziyu to death!

Mo Xiaodie secretly raised her eyebrows, Wei Ziyu was arrogant, except for Guo, she didn't pay attention to anyone, it was strange that she would succumb to a little girl so much at this time!

After Wei Ziyu left, the tent in the camp suddenly seemed empty, the little girl looked at her with bright eyes, suddenly jumped up, and laughed out of a mouthful of small white teeth, "Wei Erniang, I came to you on the order of my brother, you are amazing, even my brother is impressed with you!" ”

Mo Xiaodie frowned slightly, brother?

The little girl was like a talker, and she was not annoyed when she couldn't hear her response, so she said to herself, "My brother is amazing, my father and uncles all say that my brother is a rare business wizard in a hundred years, and every year my brother makes a good ~ how good ~ how much money!"

Although the money was taken by my uncles and uncles, hum, even one of the Nanping Houfu that was just a few sides of the Guo family also wanted my brother to raise her, my cousin was reluctant when she entertained me, if it wasn't for my aunt telling her to treat me well, I'm afraid she wouldn't even want to talk to me, and I don't know what to be proud of, if my brother cut off the money given to them, see if she can still be proud! ”

Guo family, brother, businessman......

A handsome but gloomy face slowly appeared in Mo Xiaodie's mind, and she couldn't help but jump at the corner of her eyebrows, interrupting the little girl's gushing: "Your brother, isn't it the owner of Fu Zexuan?" ”

That day, she was sitting on the second floor of Qingyixuan, and she looked at a man with extraordinary bearing, and after that, someone came to them for trouble with Qingyixuan, and she guessed at that time that the man should be a person like the owner of Fuzexuan.

"That's right!" The little girl was obviously very excited, and jumped in front of her, her nose was cocked high, "My brother is amazing!" Although he is only a young owner now, the entire Fuze Xuan of Great Xia is in charge of the elder brother! My brother has been mentioning you a lot lately, and he asked me to keep it a secret, don't tell others that he mentioned you, but he suffocated me! ”

The corners of Mo Xiaodie's mouth twitched slightly, wondering if this little girl could really keep it a secret? The confusion in my heart is also getting deeper and deeper, "Your brother asked you to come to me?" ”

"That's right!" The little girl smiled, very cheerful and cute, but the words she said were not cute at all, "My brother asked you to meet at the stable in the southeast at 19:00 this evening, and you remember to come over then!" ”

Mo Xiaodie was stunned, but she smiled angrily, flicked her sleeves and took a step back, her eyes became cold, "Guo Sanniang, please don't talk nonsense, don't say that I am now married to Xiao Erlang of the Rongyang Eldest Princess's Mansion, even if I am not married, I will not do anything to meet a strange man in private!" ”

Guo Ziyan seemed to be taken aback by her sudden attitude, and pouted: "What's fierce, this is what my brother asked me to say!" And my brother took the initiative to ask you, if it is a maidservant in our house, she will definitely be happy. As she spoke, she angrily took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and stuffed it into Mo Xiaodie's hand, saying, "My brother said, give this thing to you, and you will go!" ”

After speaking, she pouted and glanced at Mo Xiaodie, as if she was a woman who didn't know what to do, and walked out of the tent with a twist.

Mo Xiaodie hadn't recovered from Fang Cai's strange invitation yet, what did Lang Jun of the Guo family ask her to do in private? Looking at the simple folded paper in her hand, she opened it suspiciously, only glanced at it, her heart shook fiercely, her hand shook slightly, and the paper fell to the ground lightly.

Impossible, how could it be......

She remembered the strange dreams she had before, and the little girl she saw before she fell into a coma, she was a little flustered, walked out quickly, walked behind a big tree in the woods, took a deep breath, and called softly: "Qinglong!" ”

Qinglong silently jumped down from under the tree, "Wei Niangzi." ”

"Last time, I asked you to check the little girl, but is there any news?"

Qinglong was stunned for a moment, and said with some shame: "Not yet." ”

Mo Xiaodie's brows tightened, and Qinglong raised his eyes to look at her with some concern, "Wei Niangzi, but what happened?" ”

Mo Xiaodie unconsciously clenched her hands into fists, took a shallow breath, and said with a cold face, "It's okay." ”

She had a hunch that the answers she was looking for were locked in that strange invitation.

It's just that she doesn't know what awaits her once the answer is unlocked.

……

Today is the first day of the paddock, and the real autumn hunt will only start tomorrow, after Mo Xiaodie finished dinner, she sat in the tent, holding the paper sent by Guo Ziyan in her hand, the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, and her eyes were slightly drooping.

Next to Wei Ziai and Wei Ziyu are choosing the clothes to wear tomorrow, tomorrow the autumn hunt will begin, the men will go hunting, and the women are not easy to sit, and now Guo Shufei and Pang Guifei, who are temporarily in charge of the affairs of the harem, held an autumn fruit tasting party together, and invited the ladies and ladies to participate in the banquet.

For the women of Xiangyang City, this is a rare activity to make friends with powerful people and expand their contacts, and Wei Ziai and Wei Ziyu naturally attach great importance to it.

Mo Xiaodie didn't have time to think about this, she held the piece of paper in her hand and slowly squeezed it.

She didn't know if she wanted to go to the appointment.

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