In a manor surrounded by clouds and mist, deep in a dense forest in the middle of Longxia Kingdom, a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged in the room.

This middle-aged man is dressed in classical Hanfu, his black hair is tied up with a ribbon, his chin has a neatly trimmed short beard, and his appearance is handsome and majestic, and he looks quite like Liu Bei during the Three Kingdoms period.

The whole room is also decorated in an antique style, with hardly any traces of modern technology visible. The coffee table is made of rosewood, and there is a thick and calm wooden floor on the floor, and the middle-aged man is sitting on the ground, slowly practicing calligraphy.

His expression was calm and solemn, and his movements were slow, as if every stroke was using all his mind and strength.

"Heaven is jealous, humble and indisputable, not tricky and not seeking. ”

The pen was vigorous, like a sword, twelve words, and he wrote for half an hour. The most shocking thing is that during his writing, his body lingered with a cloud of mysterious qi, making the middle-aged man seem to become translucent, almost completely integrated with the surrounding environment, but if you look closely, you find that the middle-aged man is as usual, there is no sign of transparency at all.

If Lu Shaoxi was present, with his almost encyclopedic martial arts knowledge, he would definitely be amazed that this was a vision that could only occur when some kind of nine-rank internal martial arts practice reached the peak and reached the realm of the unity of heaven and man!

There is practice everywhere in life, and it is obvious that for middle-aged men, practicing calligraphy is a kind of cultivation that makes the spirit more focused and pure.

After a long time, he slowly put down the pen, and the mysterious qi in his body was all retracted into his body.

A man with a scarred face appeared like a ghost, quickly put away his pen, ink and paper, and replaced it with a cup of tea. This man with a scarred face has a fierce appearance, but in front of the middle-aged man, he is like the most humble slave, and his movements are light and respectful.

Another woman in a ponytail Hanfu who had been waiting on the side stepped forward and bowed down and said, "Master, Moyi has come back on orders." "The Hanfu woman wears a sharp sword on her waist, and she is the leader of Qin Ruxuan's bodyguard, Mo Xin.

The middle-aged man said "um", and Mo Xin quickly brought in a woman in a suit from outside, which was exactly Mo Yi who was supposed to be by Shen Mengyao's side.

Mo Yi saluted uneasily: "Mo Yi to see the master, I don't know why the master suddenly summoned me back?" After the explosion happened yesterday, she received a call from Mo Xin in the middle of the night, informing her to rush back to Gu Qin's house as quickly as possible, Mo Yi was embarrassed to say that she wanted to protect and take care of the injured eldest lady, Mo Xin indifferently dropped a sentence, come back quickly, naturally someone will protect the eldest lady instead of you. Mo Yi had no choice but to explain the situation to Shen Mengyao, and hurriedly took the earliest flight back to the Qin family's old mansion - this is also the reason why Lu Shaoxi stayed in Shen Mengyao's room in the morning to feed her porridge but didn't see Mo Yi.

Qin Moshou picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, before he said lightly: "Moyi, you are good." His voice was flat and flat, and he seemed to be complimenting, but Mo Yi was scared into a cold sweat.

Not bad? Where is it good? Is it really praise or is it the opposite? Mo Yi couldn't see through his master's mood at all, so he was even more afraid.

She didn't dare to raise her head at all, knelt down and said: "Mo Yi didn't protect the eldest lady effectively, so the eldest lady was injured, and I ask the lord to forgive me!"

"When the explosion happened yesterday, you immediately rushed forward to protect Meng Yao with your body, and did your duty, how can it be considered ineffective protection?"

The chill in Moyi's back was even greater. At that time, the scene was chaotic, and she, Shen Mengyao, and the two makeup artists around had survived, where did Qin Moshou learn about this detail? It was impossible for Shen Mengyao to contact him at all, it could only be one of the two makeup artists, could it be that someone among them was a member of the Ling'er group? What about the scene where Miss Shen and Lu Shaoxi hugged each other at that time......

Mo Yi secretly glanced at Qin Moshou and saw that his face was as gloomy as the dim night outside.

"The master has won the award, Moyi just did his duty...... "Moyi didn't dare to say anything, she could only pretend to be stupid, although she also knew that pretending to be stupid in front of the head of the Qin family was really like a fool performing clumsily.

Qin Moshou smiled, a chilling smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly turned the cup in his hand: "Moyi, have you been less in contact with this side recently?"

Mo Yi's whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cellar, she gritted her teeth, and said prostrately: "Tell the master, the eldest lady has been busy announcing things since she came back from Yuanzhou, and there are not many things that need to be reported, and she has been recuperating in the Shen family since she was injured last night, and I have also contacted Senior Sister Moxin to report her injury......"

Qin Moshou's voice suddenly turned cold: "Oh, so in your opinion, Lu Shaoxi doesn't need to tell me about being very close to her?"

Mo Yi's whole body shook violently, knowing that this time he was dead.

In fact, although Moyi has never been in love and is not smart, she has received professional training and still has eyesight, for example, when Shen Mengyao is in front of her, she will deliberately behave very cold and distant towards Lu Shaoxi, but Moyi can see some clues, and the eldest lady's attitude towards Lu Shaoxi is different from others.

Mo Yi had already guessed something, but she didn't dare to let herself think about it, if it was really as she thought, would she report to the master or not? The relationship with Shen Mengyao over the years had already made her have a deep affection for this seemingly indifferent Miss Shen, who was actually very emotional. Moyi hopes that the eldest lady can be happy, instead of becoming a pawn of the Qin family and a tool for political marriage, but she was born in the Qin family, everything was given by the Qin family, how could she afford to rebel against the Qin family.

In a dilemma, the only thing she did was to be silent, pretend that she didn't know anything, and try not to let Lu Shaoxi get close to the eldest lady. Even yesterday, she saw Shen Mengyao hugging Lu Shaoxi with tears in her eyes, and the two kissed together, she only smiled bitterly secretly, and warned the two makeup artists afterwards that whoever dared to speak out would kill their whole family.

But now it is obvious that Qin Moshou already knows all this, and it is clear that he has recalled himself and disqualified himself from protecting the eldest lady.

Mo Yi gritted his teeth secretly, then raised his head blankly, as if he couldn't understand, and repeated: "Lu Shaoxi and the eldest lady are very close?

The fierce-looking man with a scar suddenly walked over, raised the hot tea and poured it on the top of Mo Yi's head, and shouted: "Bold, dare to pretend to be stupid and hide it in front of the master?"

The scorching tea was spilled on his head and face, and the pain was so hot that even if Mo Yi was extremely strong, his cheeks were red.

The tea with the tea soon ran down her cheeks, wetting her collar and clothes, and Moyi's upper body was drenched, and her hair was messy, like a chicken in soup. Mo Xin saw it in his eyes, his lips moved, and in the end he didn't say anything.

Mo Yi looked stunned, and even forgot to wipe the tea on his face, but said stupidly: "I, pretending to be stupid to hide the master?"

"What a big dog guts!" The man with the scar was as tame as a shepherd dog before, but now his face was hideous, like a vicious dog that chooses people to devour, he pulled Mo Yi's hair and lifted her up, raised his hand to slap her, and shouted: "The Qin family raised you, raised you, taught you, and you repaid the lord with such loyalty?"

In the loud slap, Mo Yi's left face immediately became red and swollen.