"Good Qingdai," Yan Zhi smiled when he saw this on her face.

"Your young lady is not worried, what are you worried about?"

"Miss, do you have an idea?"

Her eyes lit up, but her expression was gloomy, and she flattened her mouth, "I think it's best not to see him, Miss, but the master is really embarrassed, I really don't know what to do......"

"Qing Dai, if you ask someone to go over and spread the word, just say that I agree with him, he can only stand in the courtyard, and he must not enter the house for half a step. ”

Today, if he doesn't see her, I'm afraid he can't understand it.

No matter how she spoke, she was not afraid of him.

"Yes, miss. ”

"Miss, you go back to the house and lie down first, and I'll go and pass the word. ”

Qing Dai answered, then turned around and walked outside the courtyard.

Yan Zhuo gently pushed open the door and walked into the house.

Mo Yun followed her lightly, without saying a word.

She lit the lamps one by one, lowered the layers of curtains, and went to the table in the middle and sat down.

Now the water on the table is all cold water, and she can't drink it, so she picked up the kettle again and set it on the stove outside, and the fire spiritual power was slightly exerted, and the charcoal fire in the stove burned.

The sound of the flames peeling back made this quiet room warm.

"Now, the people have been delivered, why don't you go back?"

She asked with a smile as she returned to the table and sat down across from him.

"I ...... I would like to sit a little longer. ”

His eyes dodged, and his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

She suddenly understood something, and she didn't urge him anymore, but the smile in her eyes became more intense.

"If you want to stay, stay a little longer. ”

She didn't break him either.

The corners of Mo Yun's mouth curled slightly, and he looked at her bed.

I still remember that time he was chased, wounded, and hid with her, at that time, she had just come out of the bathroom, and must have been frightened.

His mind returned to that day, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?"

She followed his gaze and looked over curiously.

It's just a bed, nothing worth noting.

"Do you remember Zhuo'er, you helped me apply the medicine before?"

From that moment on, her figure was firmly planted in his heart.

"Of course I do. You really scared me back then!"

She sneered, and got up again and went outside to retrieve the hot water that had boiled and whined.

Tea leaves, soaked in boiling water, slowly unfold.

"You were ...... But you've seen my ......."

His words succeeded in making Yan Zhuo's face red. The scenes at that time, like a reproduction of the scene, came to her mind one by one.

"That's also for the sake of medicine, okay, but don't talk nonsense. ”

Mo Yun smiled lightly.

"Even if Zhuo'er has other thoughts, it's too late for me to rejoice, how can I blame you?"

He took her hand and said affectionately, making her seem to have drunk a cup of mellow and delicious wine, just like the immortal drunk at Uncle Mo's house today, the immortal is drunk, how can she not be drunk?

"I don't have anything else to think about~"

Yan Zhuo argued, but the roots of his ears, even his neck, were red.

"It's a bit hot in this room. ”

She picked up the handkerchief and fanned it gently, relieving the redness on her face.

"Zhuo'er, are you shy?"

Mo Yun looked at her with a soft smile, his eyes full of understanding.

"Don't talk nonsense. ”

She pouted, responding again.

The next moment, the silk handkerchief in her hand was snatched away by the person opposite.

"Mo Yunqing, what are you doing?"

"I'll help you ......"

He put his hands together, took her handkerchief, and fanned her.

This handkerchief is not big, how big is the wind energy of the fan, he is really, doesn't he know that she is covering it up, alleviating the shame in her heart?

Yan Zhuo couldn't cry or laugh, so he let him go.

"Zhuo'er ......"

He was about to speak, but she stopped him from booing him.

"Shizi, the young lady is resting in the house, and you are still bothered in the courtyard, and the slave maid will go in and inform the young lady at this time. ”

"Good. ”

The man's voice came.

"Burning ......"

Mo Yun was about to speak again.

"Don't make a fuss. ”

Yan Zhuo said.

As soon as she turned over, she lay down on the bed silently, and did not forget to pull the person who wanted to speak. As soon as the brocade quilt was covered, it covered the man, leaving her with only one head outside.

Her face had changed back when she was on the road, and she had covered it with a light veil, and now she controlled the acupuncture points, turning her face pale.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case, some things still have to be prepared in advance.

With a creak, the door opened.

The wind outside the house blew in along the open door, causing the curtains in the house to fly.

But in an instant, the door closed from the inside again.

"Miss......"

Qing Dai walked to the side of the bed and shouted with great caution.

"Hmmm......"

Yan Zhuo's voice was extremely weak and seemed to be a little hoarse.

Qing Dai naturally knew that Miss was pretending, but she also had to sigh at the truth of Miss pretending, she couldn't help but laugh and looked around the room, could it be that Mo Gongzi had already left?

Her eyes looked back at the bed inside, where the young lady was now lying.

"Miss...... Are you feeling better?Prince Ning is standing in the courtyard, trying to talk to you. ”

"Hmm. ”

She replied again, but said no more.

Qingdai waited for a while, and then walked out.

King Ning Shizi was already sitting in the courtyard, with a thick cushion on the chair, a stove at his feet, and a small stove in his hands.

The subordinates in the house are extremely proper, and they have already prepared everything, but they can't cold him at all.

"Shizi, Miss is awake now. ”

"Hmm. ”

Ning Yuan's voice was cold and he nodded.

"Son, if you are cold or want to change the water, you can call the slaves and maids. ”

Qing Dai glanced at her subordinates, and they all retreated.

"Zhuo'er. ”

The voice of the man outside seemed to be extremely sad.

In the bed, Mo Yun's light hand, holding Yan Zhuo's hand, clenched tightly.

Yan Zhuo's attention was attracted by his actions, and it all fell on Mo Yunqing, how could he still pay attention to what the person outside said.

It's just that Mo Yun is light, but he has been listening carefully.

"Zhuo'er," he sighed, "I couldn't help myself that day......

He explained.

Ning Yuan sat in this town today, ignoring everything, and never went out, because he didn't know the rumors outside, let alone Yan Zhuo knew everything now.

Mo Yun lightly clenched Yan Zhuo's hand tighter, but she still heard Ning Yuan's sentence of "I can't help myself".

In spite of oneself?

Oh, what a body that can't help himself!

Her eyes were cold and hard, and in her originally calm heart, she was angry.

Without......

She really wanted to beat him up!

Is this his attitude of apology?

Hehe, he and Yan Yun'er are really a natural pair, a pair made from the ground!