Chu Yunyao's heart froze, and she quickly denied, "No." ”

Mo Lingyuan was a little lost, afraid that she would kick herself out of bed, but he still held her ankles and dragged her into his arms, imprisoning her body.

The snort leaned towards her neck socket, deeply sniffing the fragrant fragrance of her body mixed with the smell of bitter Chinese medicine, and her voice seemed to be covered with a vague light veil, faintly and gently, as if saying to herself, "It doesn't matter if you don't have it, one day, you will feel this way." ”

Chu Yunyao couldn't beat and beat, she couldn't break free, she was restrained motionless, and she was unwilling, "Mo Lingyuan, after I am eighteen years old, I want to choose Lang Jun to marry as my wife."

What is the difference between you and those disciples out there who have treated me like this over and over again?

Don't forget, the woman in your heart has already moved into the Young Marshal's Mansion.

My book of harmony has also been given to you. ”

Mo Lingyuan said sullenly, "If I don't sign for a day, we won't be able to leave, you are still my person." ”

Chu Yunyao suddenly disgusted with the marriage system here, men are inferior to women, and they are not even free to marry.

If you want to get rid of a man, you must also get the approval of the man.

There was not even a chance of appeal.

But the system is dead, people are alive, and she can always think of a way.

Chu Yunyao saw that Mo Lingyuan didn't mention Qin Qiandai, and asked angrily, "You came here so late, and you didn't alarm the people in secret, did you just want to see me, or did you come to seek justice for your life-saving benefactor?" ”

"I miss you, come and have a look." Mo Lingyuan paused, and added, "No matter how much you write and leave the book, it's useless, I won't part with you." ”

He took out a brown paper envelope from his cuff and tore it to shreds it in front of Chu Yunyao.

Chu Yunyao was furious: "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

"Would you like to come back to the Young Marshal's Mansion with me?" Mo Lingyuan explained softly, with a bit of persuasion in his tone, "I didn't expect that there were spies in the house, and I didn't expect you to almost die."

I promise it won't happen again.

You have a cold temperament and are not suitable to live in"

"Spies? Your mother has been dead for many years, could it be that she gave her confidant a dream and let that person kill me with drugs in the middle of the night? ”

"He obeys his father's orders."

Chu Yunyao""

Chu Yunyao recalled the Overseer's look when he saw her face, and he was puzzled, "Why did your father put me to death?" ”

"I don't know."

Jiang is still old and spicy, and he can't find out what his father doesn't want him to know.

Seeing that she was silent, Mo Lingyuan explained, "Qin Qiandai's matter, I will give you an explanation sooner or later, if you just want to move out and relax, I can take you back to the Young Marshal's Mansion after you have had enough."

If you want to move out on your own, it's best to get rid of the idea as soon as possible. ”

Chu Yunyao was bent on getting the book and leaving, so she slowed down her tone, "Let me think about it carefully." ”

Mo Lingyuan let go of her and lay down beside her, his arm hooked around her slender waist, and his voice was extremely tired, "Sleep, I haven't closed my eyes for several nights." ”

Soon, there was an even breathing sound in Chu Yunyao's ears.

Mo Lingyuan was tired and sleepy, too many things had happened these days, breaking his usual rational choice.

He needed to re-examine his heart.

Chu Yunyao saw that he was sleeping very deeply, and called him softly, "Mo Lingyuan, Mo Lingyuan?" ”

Seeing that he didn't react, Chu Yunyao gently took away the hand he wrapped around his waist, quietly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

I took out the white paper and ink from the drawer and walked to the bed