"No, you don't." Mo Yutian stood up, picked up the coarse linen clothes covered on the wooden box, and put it on himself, "I'll just go over and ask for it myself." ”

"Then what's the matter, Miss, your status is noble......" As soon as Red Sleeves finished speaking, he saw that Mo Yutian had already walked towards the back of the line.

As a domestic servant, she couldn't stop her decisive and assertive master, so she could only sigh and hurriedly followed.

In this regard, Mo Yutian is very similar to the original owner.

So Red Sleeves never suspected that his master had changed his core.

As soon as Wei Ziqi left, she couldn't wait to get rid of it quickly, and threw aside the two planks that were used to hold the bones aside.

Red Sleeves asked, "Miss, your leg injury healed so quickly?" ”

"Hmm." Mo Yutian casually said nonsense, "Doctor Xue's medicine is really magical, and the medicine will get rid of the disease, and the effect will be immediate." ”

She deliberately raised her voice to ensure that Chen Shu, Wei Teng, and Wei Yao behind her could also hear it.

Anyway, they weren't there when Doctor Xue was treating, and they didn't know how badly their feet were hurt.

In order not to be recognized by her fiancé, she deliberately made a simple disguise, spread her hair and painted it on her face with mud, adding a bit of despair.

Redsleeves wasn't too stupid, and he saw her intentions, and he did the same, making himself unkempt.

There are a lot of homeless people in line, but the speed of the porridge is very fast, and the assembly-line-like operation makes it the turn of the two of them to line up for less than a stick of incense.

The servant in charge of distributing porridge was stunned when he saw Mo Yutian, and lingered on her a few more times.

Mo Yu pretended to be deaf and dumb, and pretended to be dumb to speak, so the other party didn't doubt much, and quickly put a bowl of porridge to her.

She bowed her head and walked away quickly, for fear of being discovered by Lu Qian, who was sitting not far away.

The two returned to the place where they were originally standing without danger, and saw Chen Shu taking care of their bags alone.

Red Sleeves said strangely: "Sanniang, what about Wei Teng and Wei Yao?" ”

"They...... I also lined up to get porridge. ”

“……”

Mo Yutian said that he could understand, and he could see from the breakfast how hard the team of Wei Ziqi was, and he would naturally not let go of the opportunity to drink a bowl of hot porridge in vain.

She looked at the bowl of rice porridge in front of her, the rice grains were pitifully few, and the soup was so thin that it was almost transparent.

Red sleeves have a low status, even if Chen Shu took the initiative to take refuge in her, she also knew that Chen Shu was not a slave, so she handed over the bowl in her hand and asked kindly: "San, Sanniang, do you want to drink a little." ”

Chen Shu looked at Mo Yutian and then at the red sleeves, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally frowned and refused: "That's it, my stomach is still a little uncomfortable." ”

Although the porridge is thin, it is a little hot, and Mo Yutian just tasted it first.

Red Sleeves, who was really starving himself, couldn't hold back any longer, swallowed half a bowl in one go, and then burped.

Mo Yutian chuckled: "You slow down." ”

Redsleeves blushed, licked his lips, and then burped again.

Her face turned even redder, she lowered her head, and took another sip of the lower half of the bowl, which only cured the hiccups.

Chen Shu thought for a moment and asked, "How is it, is it delicious?" ”

Red Sleeves smiled sweetly: "It's delicious, and it's very full!" ”

She took out the half of the sweet potato she was hiding again, looked at Mo Yutian, got her instructions, and handed it to Chen Shu.

Chen Shu's face turned red, her hesitant eyes flashed like autumn waves, and she coughed lightly.

Mo Yutian saw it early, and she wanted to speak again and again, and said, "If you have something to say, just say it." ”

Chen Shu plucked up her courage, but her voice was still trembling, and she said, "Actually, just now...... Sanniang heard a familiar voice. ”

Mo Yu was stunned and said vigilantly: "You mean the person named Zhao Menghu came to attack me?" ”

Chen Shu nodded.

"Who is it?!" Mo Yu couldn't help but get nervous.

Chen Shu's gaze turned leisurely to the soup kitchen, hesitantly raised her white fingers, tapped the brown robed man, and said, "That's the one who called the soup kitchen." ”

It's him?

Lu Qian's servant!

Could it be that his fiancé wants to harm him?