Chapter 118: Waiting at Night

Yunbei Mo squinted, his face full of disbelief.

The county lord of Zhaoyang was already dragging his chin with both hands, looking decadent, "Ah~It's a pit~"

"Read a book." Rong Jiuyuan didn't raise his head, picked up the unfinished book in his hand again, and after admonishing him unhurriedly, the county lord of Zhaoyang still picked up the book resignedly.

Yun Beimo on the other side didn't say anything, although she didn't want to sit here and read, but thinking that Rong Jiuyuan's arrangement was justified.

After all, in the next few days, she will have to give him a good needle.

Picking up the book, Yunbei Mo looked at it casually.

Thanks to the blessing of the original owner, these words, Yunbei Mo is almost clear at a glance. Even if the original owner lived in the deep mountains and forests, the Oriental Divine Doctor did not treat her badly, and she was literate and recognized herbs, and nothing would be left behind.

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At this time, Shou'antang.

When the old princess heard the news brought back by Mama Qiu, her face turned pale, and she got up and asked, "What you said is true?" So Yunbei Mo is in Jiuhuayuan? ”

Mama Qiu nodded: "Not only Miss Yun Er is in Jiuhuayuan, but the county lord of Zhaoyang is also there." ”

When the old princess sat down, Mama Qiu continued: "Lord Minde originally went in, but it didn't take long for him to be sent out of the mansion by Wu'an. ”

She narrowed her eyes after hearing this, "This Rong Jiuyuan is very smart and cautious, and he knows that if only Yunbei Mo is alone in Jiuhuayuan, he will inevitably be gossiped about, and he also called the county lord of Zhaoyang in." ”

In this case, she can't play if she wants to.

"That's right, but the old slave has asked, Miss Yun Er and the county lord of Zhaoyang don't know when they came, and the slaves guarding the front door and back door all say they don't know."

"Hmph, that kid Rong Jiuyuan has a lot of tricks, and the devil knows what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd."

"Old lady, Miss Yun Er was chosen by the princess for the prince, and she was originally rushing to give the prince a happy use, but this marriage was not successfully completed, and now the prince and Miss Yun Er are getting closer and closer. The old slave also knew that Shizi's condition was getting worse and worse, you said......." Mama Qiu wanted to speak and stopped, but her meaning was already obvious.

The old princess smiled cruelly because of her words. "You're right."

"Do you need the old slave to prepare?"

"Take your time and don't rush." The old princess seemed to think of something, and said, "At least wait for Rong Jiuyuan to close the case explained by the emperor." ”

"Yes."

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During the period when Yunbei Mo and the county lord of Zhaoyang were reading the book, Princess Huaiyang found out about it, felt very surprised, and wanted to come over to take a look, but was stopped by the people sent by Rong Jiuyuan.

The two of them read books in Jiuhuayuan for more than half an hour without incident, and Rong Jiuyuan was finally willing to let them go.

"Come early tomorrow too."

The county lord of Zhaoyang hurriedly said: "Brother Jiuyuan, can you let someone else pick up Beimo tomorrow." ”

"It's you."

"Why, I want to sleep in."

"You're Mo'er's only friend." Rong Jiuyuan said seriously.

The county lord of Zhaoyang looked at Yunbei Mo.

Rong Jiuyuan said again: "You, the only friend, are reluctant to help your friend?" ”

The county lord of Zhaoyang stared at Yunbei Mo for a long time, gritted his teeth, remembered the county lord of Minde who had just come, and then thought that he seemed to be really Yunbei Mo's only friend, and a sense of mission came up for a while. "Okay, I'll pick you up."

"......" Yun Beimo blinked speechlessly, this old fox actually made fun of himself!

She glared at him, but Rong Jiuyuan smiled gently.

When leaving, she also said with her mouth: "Wait at night." ”

Rong Jiuyuan smiled.

Leaving the Huaiyang Palace, Yunbei Mo sat in the carriage of the county lord of Zhaoyang, although he was not tired of reading, but it was quite boring. The county lord of Zhaoyang was still thinking about the matter of the county lord of Minde at this moment, and he felt a crisis for Yunbei Mo. Looking at Yunbei Mo again, he actually slept by closing his eyes.

She hurriedly stepped forward to wake people up: "Yunbei Mo, aren't you worried?" ”

"Huh?" Yunbei Mo replied vaguely, "What am I worried about?" ”

"Minde!"

"Why should I worry about her? I don't know her well. ”

Hearing this, the county lord of Zhaoyang supported his forehead and patiently reminded: "Then do you want to serve a husband with Minde when you marry into the Huaiyang Palace in the future?" ”

These words made Yunbei Mo interested, and she asked curiously: "Is the Lord of Minde also going to marry Rong Jiuyuan?" ”

"Nope."

Yun Beimo's eyes instantly fell, "Then what do you say." ”

"But Minde's love for Brother Jiuyuan is well known, if she really wants to marry Brother Jiuyuan, as long as she asks the emperor for instructions, she will definitely be able to marry into the Huaiyang Palace, and at that time, it will be too late for you to cry." The county lord of Zhaoyang was heartbroken for Yunbei Mo.

Yunbei Mo was looking forward to it in his heart, if there was really such a day, it would be really joyful.

In this way, she will go more smoothly.

"Yunbei Mo, why aren't you nervous at all."

"Zhaoyang, it's useless to be anxious now, I'm not the county lord, and I don't have any relationship with the emperor. The county lord of Minde really wants to marry Rong Jiuyuan, the emperor nodded, who would dare to resist the decree? ”

The county lord of Zhaoyang blurted out: "Brother Jiuyuan can." ”

Yun Beimo was puzzled.

The county lord of Zhaoyang explained to her: "No one dares to resist the emperor's decree, but Brother Jiuyuan dare. So what I mean, you have to keep a good relationship with Brother Jiuyuan now, in this way, Brother Jiuyuan's eyes are full of you, if the Lord of Minde County really wants to marry, as long as Brother Jiuyuan doesn't nod, she still can't enter Jiuhuayuan. ”

"I see, then I know."

"Huh? You got it? You really know that? ”

"Uh-huh, I know, remember to tell me when you go to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I'll squint for a while."

"......" The county lord of Zhaoyang realized what it means to hate iron but not steel.

Yunbei Mo really closed her eyes all the way to the Prime Minister's Mansion, in the eyes of the county lord of Zhaoyang, she didn't care at all, in fact, she was thinking about the problem in her heart.

For her, Lord Minde is still very useful.

She had to think carefully about what to do with this Lord of Minder.

Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yunbei Mo walked towards Qiuhe Courtyard. When I didn't want to be in the corridor, I saw Steward Chen walking towards Yun Wei's courtyard with a few better-looking women.

Filled with suspicion, she continued to go her own way.

It wasn't until she returned to the Autumn Lotus Courtyard that Lan Ying stepped forward, she was like a concubine who had fallen out of favor, "Second Miss, you have been out of the house a lot recently, and you don't take your slaves with you." ”

"I'll take you with me next time I go out, how about it?"

"Second Miss counts when she speaks." Lan Ying said with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Definitely, definitely."

Yunbei Mo should be like a son-in-law with a flowery intestine, stepping into the inner hall, Qiu Niang is doing manual work.

When I got closer, it was obvious that I was making clothes.

"Second aunt, I'm back."

Yun Beimo, who had just sat down, asked in surprise: "Even the second aunt knows?" ”

Qiu Niang smiled softly at her: "Mo'er is back, can it be smooth to read on Rong Shizi's side?" ”