Chapter 31 This is what a woman uses to wrap her breasts.

The housekeeper and Mama Rong were stunned, and they thought that they had heard something, and they looked incredulous.

Chu Yunyao also felt embarrassed, coughed lightly, tied the veil to her face, and explained softly: "That's the case, I think the entire Young Marshal's Mansion is too cold, it's better to arrange a few young and beautiful little ladies to come in."

I have a small place here, and I have no place to live, so as not to wronged those girls.

So I thought about it, it would be better to let them stay in the Star Storage Building and serve the young marshal closely, if the young marshal took a fancy to them, it would be best to harvest them as pillow people by the way. ”

In this way, from now on, with a bunch of beauties around her, Mo Lingyuan will not be hungry and fight her idea.

After all, she was still young, just sixteen years old, and her body had not yet developed well.

Mo Lingyuan was born again, tall and strong, although his appearance and figure were quite suitable for her appetite.

But the loss of discipline is small, and the injury is big.

What's more, she had already planned it, and when she was familiar with the environment of Jincheng and her face was almost good, she would move out and set up her own door, whether it was the Chu family or the Young Marshal's Mansion, it would not be a place for her to stay for a long time at all.

As for the identity of the young marshal's wife.

Bah!

Who is rare!

In the past, she was the only pearl in the palm of the Black Gate, and her identity was a little more noble than the golden branches and jade leaves in ancient times.

Chu Yunyao's little abacus crackled, but it changed in the ears of Mama Rong and the housekeeper.

Rong Mama's eyes were contemptuous, and she thought: I was going to break the jar so soon, and I was really a countryman, and I didn't have any means at all, thinking that taking a step back and letting Mo Lingyuan out to show the generosity of the main room would attract the attention of the young marshal?

It's so naΓ―ve, what's the difference between this stupid trick and luring a wolf into the house?

Maybe the new favorite is pressing on your head, and you don't even know how to die.

The housekeeper thinks: The daughter of the Chu family is really towards Chu Qingze, and she has not yet gained a firm foothold in the mansion, so she has to make detailed arrangements for the young marshal.

The housekeeper remained silent: "The young lady's proposal is good, the old slave will go and tell the young marshal now." ”

Chu Yunyao looked at the sky and asked tentatively: "It's all this time, hasn't the young marshal gone to the barracks yet?" ”

It seems that there was no fatality last night, and Mo Lingyuan is still alive and well.

"Nope." Only then did the housekeeper remember the purpose of coming to Wangyue Pavilion early in the morning: "The young marshal has no appetite these days, I think about the few dishes that the young lady made last time were eaten by the young marshal, and I want to trouble the young lady to make a few more light dishes, what do you think?" ”

Chu Yunyao happened to not like the craftsmanship of the people in the house, so she agreed: "No problem, I'll go to the kitchen, it just so happens that I'm hungry too." ”

In the study of the Star Reserve.

Mu Qing and Duan Changyu stood in front of Mo Lingyuan across the desk, looking worried.

"Young marshal, what happened last night? How could you suddenly faint in a hot pool? Duan Changyu's face was solemn, and he asked solemnly: "When the guard carried you back to the room, he said that you had been unconscious. ”

Mo Lingyuan leaned back on the sofa chair with his eyes closed, rubbing the back of his neck with his big palm, and didn't say a word.

Mu Qing couldn't help but ask: "Young Marshal, did someone sneak attack you?" Or is it the woman who almost killed you in the thatched hut last time again? ”

Mo Lingyuan suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes were cold and cold, and he looked straight at Mu Qing.

His voice was calm and unwavering, revealing an inexplicable meaning: "How do you know that it was a woman who attacked me this time?" ”

Mu Qing's face was slightly red, and he raised the white cotton cloth in his hand, "This was found by the hot spring pool, I asked the grandmothers in the house, and said that it was something that women use to wrap their breasts......"