Seeing that Tang Yingying was so determined, Mo Chen quipped, "Are you so sure that she will come to you? What if she hadn't come to you?"

Tang Yingying's smile couldn't reach the bottom of her eyes: "Unless, Tang Rou doesn't want to live anymore."

Mo Chen was well aware of her poison arts: "Indeed. In that case, we need to set up our guests well."

Tang Yingying felt that this was reasonable, and her smile deepened a little: "You have to arrange the decoration well, but you can't let the guests go home disappointed...... No, you can't let the guests leave like this, after all, we have to ask the guests to stay longer. And the regent said, But so?"

Mo Chen bowed his head, and a trace of cold light overflowed from his deep dark eyes: "That's right."

The two exchanged a look.

Meanwhile.

A house, one of the courtyards.

Tang Rou rolled on the ground in pain, and all seven orifices were bleeding: "Save me!" Save me! Red mercy, you promised to save me, please save me!"

If it weren't for Hong Lian's design to snatch her pills, she would never be in such pain at this moment, it was all Hong Lian's *** harm to her.

Hong Lian covered her nose with an embroidered handkerchief, and far away, she glanced at the doctor next to her, "What is her condition? I used your medicine, but it didn't work at all."

The doctor stroked his beard and smiled gloomily, "It's a very strange poison, and I'm still researching it. Don't worry, Tang Rou won't be allowed to die, at most it will make her hurt, it's not a big deal."

When Hong Lian heard this, she didn't care: "As long as Tang Rou is not dead or disabled, it will be fine."

For the time being, Tang Rou is still useful, and she can't be allowed to die.

The doctor repeatedly promised that Tang Rou would not be allowed to die, and then left with Hong Lian one after another, without any intention of helping Tang Rou relieve the pain.

This made Tang Rou hate and fear, hated Hong and was vicious, afraid that she would die.

No way!

I have to find Tang Yingying to detoxify her, she can't be in pain like this anymore.

It could have hurt her.

this day.

As soon as Tang Yingying stepped out of the house, she saw Mo Chen sitting in the courtyard carving something, and walked over curiously: "Huh? Are you carving a wooden hairpin? It's still in the shape of a peony flower."

Mo Chen stopped what he was doing, blew the sawdust on the wooden hairpin, and handed it to her: "Do you like it?"

Tang Yingying had guessed that it was given to her, but now it has been confirmed that this is indeed the case, her heart is sweet, and the smile on the corner of her lips rises: "It looks good, but ......."

She paused with a wicked taste, and then said, "I have a lot of hairpins, wouldn't it be nice if you could send me a wood one?"

Mo Chen continued to carve, with a faint tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes: "Those are carved by others, how can they be compared to those carved by my own hands?"

His confident and flamboyant appearance made Tang Yingying cry and laugh: "...... You're a little more humble, okay?"

I think this person can't be modest, after all, he can live in the Xin family without face and skin.

Mo Chen didn't raise his head: "I'm telling the truth. This is the first time I have carved a wooden hairpin, and it means a different thing."

In these aspects, Tang Yingying really admires Mo Chen. To be able to be so shameless is also a kind of ability and talent.

"Good guy, how did you remember to carve a wooden hairpin for me?"

Mo Chen glanced at her bun, "I want you to wear my carved hairpin."

「…… I said, Regent, can you stop digging a hole for me?"

"I didn't dig a hole, I really wanted to."

Tang Yingying gave Mo Chen a roll of his eyes, not wanting to deal with him anymore. If she really wears the wooden hairpin given by Mo Chen, it will confirm the relationship between the two.

The meaning of a man's hairpin to a woman is known to everyone.

Yu Guang saw a maid leading Zhuo Jie in, and she raised her eyebrows: "What are you doing here?"

Seeing what Mo Chen was doing, Zhuo Jie twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and said to Tang Yingying, "Your husband's skills are first-class."

Mo Chen continued to carve the wooden hairpin.

Tang Yingying: "...... What kind of husband do you tame, where did I come from? Dare to talk nonsense again,

Be careful I pump you."

Zhuo Jie touched the tip of his nose and coughed lightly, "I came to tell you that I have made it clear."

When Tang Yingying heard this, she looked him up and down several times, then at Mo Chen, and asked, "Zhuo Jie, you shouldn't be fooling me, right?"

Zhuo Jie waved his hand and shook his head: "No, no, no, where do I dare to deceive you, I really think clearly."

Tang Yingying still didn't believe it: "You and Mo Chen are the same, you can see other people's things clearly, but you can never understand your own affairs."

Mo Chen hummed suspiciously, "What does it have to do with me? I'm not as brainless as he is."

Tang Yingying snorted lightly, she simply didn't want to talk to this person: "I suggest you, think more before you speak, don't just say whatever you want, it will fall off your compulsion."

Mo Chen and Zhuo Jie didn't understand what it was, but they probably understood the meaning.

Mo Chen was even more puzzled, he couldn't understand where he said the wrong thing: "Where did I make you angry?"

Tang Yingying ignored him and asked Zhuo Jie, "Tell me what you think clearly. If you can't tell, or you're kidding me, I'll let you understand the consequences."

Zhuo Jie swallowed his saliva, and wanted to run away, but he didn't dare to run. He dared to guarantee that if he ran away, Tang Yingying would definitely chase him to his house and beat him.

"I like Xin Xing!"

As soon as these words came out, not only Tang Yingying was stunned, but even Mo Chen also showed a thoughtful look.

Tang Yingying circled Zhuo Jie a few times, and patted him on the shoulder: "Yes." Tell me, how did you figure it out? It stands to reason that your brain and emotional intelligence are not so quick to figure it out."

Zhuo Jie's face was black, and he was speechless: "May I ask Miss Tang, what kind of person am I in your heart?"

Tang Yingying pointed at Mo Chen, hugged her arms and said coldly, "It's the same breed as him. But the good thing about you is that you're not as heartless as he is."

Zhuo Jie glanced at Mo Chen, and felt that what Tang Yingying said was too right, wasn't Mo Chen just ruthless? obviously likes Tang Yingying, but he can't figure it out, and he has done so many stupid things.

"Miss Tang, I really want to marry Xin Xing."

Tang Yingying spread her hands: "It's useless for you to tell me about this, you have to tell Xin Xing's parents." Besides, do you really know that you like Xin Xing?"

Zhuo Jie heard something wrong: "Listening to the meaning of Miss Tang's words, you have already noticed it?"

Tang Yingying's face was blank: "Isn't this nonsense? What is the reason why a man would do that to a woman? It's just that you and Mo Chen have a hole in their brains, and they are crooked there."

Zhuo Jie laughed awkwardly twice and scratched his head. It's a shame that he had the face to preach to Mo Chen before, and he was one of them after a long time.

"Miss Tang, I wonder if I can please help me intercede?"

Tang Yingying refused: "I won't intercede for you. In my heart, Xin Xing is more important. Besides, she's still recuperating and will be afraid to even mention your name, let alone marry you."

Zhuo Jie's mouth was full of bitterness, and his expression was gloomy: "It's my fault. If I hadn't been too self-righteous and hadn't thought through my feelings for Xin Xing, this wouldn't have happened."

Tang Yingying sneered and said, "What's the use of talking about this now? Fortunately, Xin Xing didn't really go wrong, otherwise you wouldn't have to live."

Zhuo Jie rubbed his face and cheered himself up as much as he could: "Miss Tang, how is Xin Xing lately? I heard that she was recuperating in a hot spring village on the outskirts of the Regent."...

"It's good. Her recuperation there is good for her both physically and mentally."

"That's good, that's good. Miss Tang, I have made it clear to my parents. I'll wait for Xin Xing for three years."

Tang Yingying could probably understand Zhuo Jie's intention of waiting for three years: "Are you sure you have to wait for three years?"

Zhuo Jie looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, "Yes! Originally, I wanted to wait for Xin Xing for a lifetime, which can be regarded as my atonement, but my identity is destined not to wait for a lifetime."

"I want to wait for Xin Xing for three years, three years is enough for her to think clearly, and enough for her to recuperate."

Tang Yingying didn't blame him in any way

means, on the contrary, I agree with his approach: "If you wait for Xin Xing for the rest of your life, I won't let you see her again."

Zhuo Jie looked at her and tugged at the corner of his lower lip, "Yes." If I really wait for Xin Xing for the rest of my life, my family and the Xin family will hate each other, and there will be a lot of trouble and danger."

"Alright, you can go back." Tang Yingying waved her hand, chasing people like flies.

Zhuo Jie didn't care, and he didn't dare to care about her attitude, nodded and walked out.

As a result, Mo Chen chased after him.

Seeing this, Tang Yingying squinted her eyes and didn't care.

Mo Chen invited Zhuo Jie to sit down in the pavilion in the garden.

"I know what you're looking for me." Zhuo Jie took a sip of the teacup, only to feel that the tea was slightly bitter.

Mo Chen stroked the edge of the teacup with his fingers, and the mood in his dark eyes changed: "You said that I am ...... to Tang Yingying"

Zhuo Jie rubbed his somewhat sore temples and leaned back in his chair: "You've figured it out, so why bother asking me? Brother, I can't even handle my own business, I really don't have the spare energy to help you."

Not to mention, how difficult it is for Tang Yingying to deal with that woman.

Mo Chen's eyes widened slightly, feeling unbelievable and reasonable: "My love for Tang Yingying is between men and women?"

Zhuo Jie rolled his oversized eyes and said angrily, "Otherwise? There are three possibilities for a man to have that idea about a woman. One is the love between men and women, the second is pure desire, and the third is the desire to play."

"I'm not just playing out of desire!" Mo Chen's face sank and the words blurted out.

Zhuo Jie suddenly remembered that Tang Yingying said that he was better than Mo Chen, and he agreed. At least, he figured it out for himself. Unlike Mo Chen, he relied on others to remind him for so long before he figured out the key.

"Brother, I'm still the same sentence, why don't you harm Tang Yingying? Look at your temperament, and then look at your love roots, I'm really afraid that Tang Yingying will be harmed by you and be cruel to you."

Mo Chen tapped his forehead, very annoyed. So that's the case, it's no wonder that Tang Yingying would be so annoyed with him.

If it were him, I am afraid that he would not be able to deal with that person anymore.

"Don't mess around here!"

Zhuo Jie: "...... Am I having an idea? Let's not talk about whether Tang Yingying is willing to get back together with you, just your love root is destined to be unable to catch up with Tang Yingying."