Then Murong Yu turned back and looked at the peach coldly, "just lead the way, girl. You can't take care of other things."
His voice was not loud, but he seemed to have the power of thunder. The face of the smashed peach was as white as the steward.
She seemed to have some grievances. She looked at Murong Yu, and then stared fiercely. She didn't cherish Yan. Then she turned around without saying a word and continued to lead the way.
Mo Xiyan stepped forward and took Murong Yu's hand. When he bent over and looked at her, he leaned forward and whispered, "what's the relationship between her and you?"
Murong Yu was obviously stunned, "it has nothing to do with it."
"It can't."
Women have a keen intuition.
The peach just looked at her with envy.
If it's okay, she'll take the initiative to pick things up?
Don't forget, she taught the steward a lesson before.
"Can't what?" Murong Yu made a fool again at this time.
Mo Xi Yan turned his eyes powerlessly, "do you really don't know, or pretend to be stupid?"
She once again wondered how the intelligence quotient of the goods could lead soldiers to fight and win every field in exchange for today's success and fame?
"I really don't know." Murong Yu shrugged and said again.
Well, cast pearls before swine.
"Since I don't know, I don't think so."
Mo Xiyan pushed Murong Yu hard, "go, keep up, people will be gone. Go back and tell Aunt Yun, and we can go back to our house without playing here."
"Oh, OK, I'll take you."
Murong Yu took a step back without Mo Xiyan's consent, strongly pulled her arm again and continued to climb up.
Mo Xi Yan, who was too lazy to care about these, just turned his eyes and obediently followed his strength upstairs.
Don't say, being pulled by him is really much more comfortable than before.
This made her praise Murong Yu again in her heart.
The man seems to have no shortcomings except that his EQ is a little low and he occasionally goes crazy.
Well, it's better to choose a man's vision.
Mo Xiyan was secretly proud.
However, in the place she couldn't see, the corner of Murong Yu's mouth was slightly upward.
A successful conspiracy smile came out.
It seems that something has been determined. Compared with usual, the steps seem to be a little light.
However, Mo Xiyan, who recovered his mood, did not find it.
Because at this time, they happened to go upstairs.
Upstairs, the layout here once again makes Mo Xiyan refreshing and dizzying. Naturally, he doesn't care to see Murong Yu.
She felt that there should be no such strange arrangement in the ancient times of her space.
Because those famous ancient houses in the south of the Yangtze River, or the inner courtyard of the Imperial Palace, or the ancient houses in all parts of the motherland.
There was no such stage that directly arranged the corridor into a shadow play as appeared in front of her at this time.
As they move around, they can see different plots.
Although it is silent, it is also shocking enough.
Looking at it, the voice of peaches sounded again.
"Two distinguished guests, here we are."
Mo Xi Yan turned his head, but just right on her eyes stained with hate.
She couldn't help picking her eyebrows. "Does the girl have a problem with me?"
She kept silent. She really thought she was a soft persimmon and could pinch it at will?
Peach hurriedly lowered his head and looked afraid and frightened.
"How is this possible? You and the king... Childe are all distinguished guests of aunt Yun. How dare you have an opinion."
What did she just hear?
Wang?
Sure enough, this woman has a problem!
"How do you know my childe's surname is Wang?" said Mo Xiyan, coming out from behind Murong Yu, holding his chest in his hands and looking up at her coldly.
"I remember my childe said that today is the first day to enter Chunfeng building..."
"Of course I know, because your childe is a regular visitor in our building."
Peach kept his head down, but his tone of voice was very fast.
"Oh, regular guest?" Mo Xi turned his head and glanced at Murong Yu coldly, "so, childe, are you lying to me?"
"No, no, it's really the first time."
Murong Yu raised his hand and patted Mo Xiyan on the shoulder. After a little comfort, he looked at the peach.
"Go back to the shopkeeper and get a sign. You don't have to serve here."
The message he said was really powerful.
Is it hard to be here or his industry?
"Young master, although you are in good health, you don't have the right to arrange my going or staying?"
Peach finally raised his head, but it was supposed to be very powerful with questioning.
But after she showed a pathetic expression like pear blossom with rain, she lost her strength instantly.
I really can't take advantage of myself.
If she really wants Murong Yu to change his mind, or wants to tease him.
You can use that deceptive face to directly soften your body and lean into a man's arms.
You know, these men don't push away women who take the initiative to send them to the door.
In this way, it not only benefits people, but also benefits themselves.
If the situation is better, let her eat like a woman brought into the building by a man and quarrel with her, it will make a man more protective.
In this way, even if a man has no love for her, he will be gentle.
Tut Tut, woman, how stupid.
When Mo Xi Yan was going to watch the play at leisure, Murong Yu took her directly, crossed Xiaotao and walked in.
"Hey, you haven't answered my question!"
After the peach was slightly stunned, he quickly caught up.
But she hasn't chased her for several times, but she was hit directly on her knee by a stone shot from nowhere. She fell to the ground with a momentary slap.
With a dull hum, Murong Yu turned a corner with Mo Xiyan and completely left her behind.
This corridor is another style, although there are no shadow puppets.
But the corridor full of flowers and plants is also very elegant.
Not to mention the closed door after door hidden in the sea of flowers, it is really new.
Mo Xiyan thought that even if such creativity is directly moved to the future, it should not be out of date.
Maybe she can do the same when she goes back another day?
However, her suspicious sight looked Murong up and down.
I found that he was still walking with the wind and walked forward without any pause. He looked like he was familiar with the road. It didn't look like he was coming for the first time.
So he really has a problem?
Mo Xi Yan's eyes were slightly dark.
Just as he stopped at the end of the corridor at the door of the last room, he took his hand to push.
"You are so familiar with this place that it's hard not to come true. As the peach said, you are a frequent visitor here?"
Murong Yu's expression was so embarrassed for a moment. He felt his nose uneasily. Just about to explain, the door opened by himself.
Mo Xiyan instinctively turned his head and saw a gorgeous woman in red.
She combed the most popular little pendant head, painted mother of pearl on her forehead, with a red camellia on her head, coupled with moth eyebrows and Phoenix eyes. She is really a charming woman who can make any man fall under her pomegranate skirt.
This is aunt Yun?
How can you be so young?
Mo Xi Yan looked at her suspiciously, but the other party smiled.
"Welcome, Lord. You haven't come back since the building was built. It's really flattering for Yunyan to come today."
Beauty is beauty. This voice has its own ending, and people's ears are soft.
At the same time, her eyes fell on Mo Xiyan, "this is Miss Mo who lived in the palace in the rumor? She is so beautiful. Even a woman like me is excited. No wonder the Lord will take it to heart."
Well, this little sister is also a good talker.
Murong Yu still had a cold face and said in a slightly heavy tone, "my man, I naturally spoil it. Shouldn't I?"
Yun Yan was slightly stunned. "It's time. I said something wrong. I should be punished."
Then she took a step back and stepped back to the inside of the door. "I heard you came. I've ordered people to prepare wine and vegetables. Please accept it."
This remark set aside the relationship between the two people again.
Murong Yu didn't answer, but answered coldly, "HMM."
He continued to hold her hand and walked in.
Did she guess wrong before?
Mo Xiyan looked at Murong Yu and the beauty.
Failed.
They were attracted by the delicious dishes on the table.
Murong Yu smiled, "if you want to eat, there is no one else here."
Then he picked up a piece of roast duck and put it into Mo Xiyan's bowl.
Don't cherish Yan. You're welcome. Just pick it up and eat it.
When Yunyan saw it, there was a trace of contempt at the bottom of her eyes.
Such a shallow woman really doesn't deserve the favor of the Lord.
However, perhaps this is a good thing for her.
Thinking of this, the lips of Yunyan rose slightly without trace.
As soon as I changed my previous attitude, I came forward enthusiastically, "the girl is still satisfied with these dishes, or I don't like them, so I'll let the kitchen cook some more, okay?"
Mo Xiyan looked up and showed a big smile, "OK."
Then she gnawed at the duck legs and reported the names of dishes that she couldn't afford to eat in modern times, but wanted to eat very much, "I'd like boiled eggs with truffle goose liver sauce, three treasures of abalone, bird's nest stewed chicken, well, another cake for dessert."
Yunyan, who was just trying to be polite, suddenly changed her face.
She didn't expect that this actually started ordering in front of the Lord.
What's more, she hasn't even heard of what she mentioned.
At the same time, I don't know how, she always feels that the other party's eyes are meaningful?
For a moment, she only felt that her cheeks were hot, and there was always the illusion of being slapped by Mo Xiyan?
In order not to let the LORD look down on her, she took a deep breath and restrained her mood. Then she said with the same voice as usual, "I'm really sorry, our chunfenglou temple is small, and the level of the cook is limited. Miss, we don't have what you said here. Can we change some of our specialties?"
Then she added, "I promise it's no worse than those dishes you said."