The wheels rolled, Chi Yebai poked his head out of the carriage window, pinched the sweet tone of the woman who was sent to Lan Kwai Fong, and shouted in a strange voice: "Uncle, you can really give up from the beginning, when you need a little woman, you can still be good, you don't need a little woman, you treat people like this, it really hurts the little woman's fragile and sensitive heart......"

Mo Lingyuan: "......"

Mo Lingyuan had a chill, if it weren't for the fact that he still begged for Chi Yebai, he would definitely use a needle to sew up this guy's broken mouth.

Mochizuki Pavilion.

Mo Lingyuan walked in in in a hurry, raised his hand to stop the grandmother who was about to make a sound, squatted on the edge of the cradle, and looked at Siyu who was already asleep.

Staring at the little face that was almost exactly the same as Chu Yunyao, Mo Lingyuan took out the hairpin that was originally worn on Yun Shiyi's head from his arms, threw it on the table casually, waved the servant away, and muttered in a low voice: "It turns out that it has always been my fault, are you afraid that I will blame you so you have not dared to tell Yun Che's true identity?" ”

Thinking that she had repeatedly sworn to him that she and Yun Che were innocent, and that they could no longer be innocent and pure, and that even if all the men in the world died, there could be no ambiguity between her and Yun Che.

What she said was true, but did he really believe it?

He was carried away by jealousy at first, and he didn't believe it at all.

Later, the relationship became deeper and deeper, but I believed in her, but I didn't believe Yun Che at all, so I turned around and ordered someone to track down Yun Che's whereabouts, and said to Mu Qing that if I couldn't catch the living one, I would catch the dead one back.

Mo Lingyuan pinched his eyebrows in annoyance, what did he do?

No wonder Mu Qing couldn't catch Yun Che alive or dead, Mu Qing thought that this person seemed to have the ability to fly to the sky and escape to the earth, and disappeared without a trace in the encirclement again and again, and Mu Qing once deeply questioned his ability to do things.

No wonder every time Yun Che disappeared, Chu Yunyao appeared.

No wonder......

It turned out that Yun Che had never left her, it was originally her.

Bao'er heard that Mo Lingyuan was coming, put down the small clothes she was sewing for Siyu, and went to Siyu's bedroom to take a look, and saw Chu Yunyao's hairpin being thrown on the table, she was shocked, and hurriedly asked, "Master, have you been to Tian'en Temple, have you seen Miss?" ”

Mo Lingyuan turned around, his gaze was like a net, capturing Bao'er's worries without concealment.

He lowered his eyes, hiding the dark tide in his heart, and the questioning words came to his lips and swallowed silently.

This pair of master and servant is really hidden from him, and if there is really a master, there must be a servant.

He adjusted his emotions and asked indifferently, "How did you find out?" ”

Bao'er: "......"

Bao'er is good at observing words and feelings, and seeing Mo Lingyuan's appearance at this moment, he can't guess what he thinks in his heart.

Could it be that he already knows Yun Che's true identity and is angry? But it doesn't look like it's angry, it's more annoyed.

But with the degree to which the master cares about the young lady, since he went to Tian'en Temple in person, he will notice something unusual, if he doesn't notice anything unusual, it won't be this expression.

No wonder Miss often says that men have needles in their hearts.

Ye's mind is indeed unpredictable.

Bao'er pondered and spoke: "Miss's clothes and accessories for going to Tian'en Temple are all prepared by me, and this hairpin is specially ordered by the master to be made and given to Miss, Miss likes it very much, and she wears it all the time."

At this moment, this hairpin is placed on the table, presumably the master has been to Tian'en Temple to see the young lady, right?

I don't know if Miss is doing well now, is the life of Qing Xiu a little harder? ”