Chapter 318

"At first glance, you will not worry. Since you can't control yourself, from today on, I will supervise you well."

Murong Yu seemed to expect that Mo Xiyan would not agree to his request.

So he calmly provoked her chin and forced her to look at herself.

Then he lifted his lips and smiled, "of course, if you are good, my king will reward you."

Murong Yu looks damn good now.

Mo Xiyan only thought it was very pleasing to the eyes and his heart beat.

She looked at him like this, expecting and embarrassed.

He wanted to let go of himself, but he imagined what he would do to himself next.

Such contradiction and tangled mood made her almost crazy.

However, the man did not stop his action.

"At that time, no matter what requirements, the king will meet, including revenge."

Murong Yu said as he narrowed the distance with Mo Xiyan.

When he finished the last word, his lips were right on her.

Although it was just a touch like a dragonfly, it also made Mo Xiyan feel like an electric shock, so that she didn't hear the man's words for the first time.

It was not until the man's lips left that her thoughts returned to the cage.

"Revenge?"

She turned her head in surprise. She didn't want a man's big hand to buckle her neck, so that she couldn't move.

"Murong Yu, let me go first and tell me, is what you just said true?"

She had only one thing in her mind, so she ignored that the atmosphere between them was full of pink bubbles.

Of course, mixed up by her.

Ambiguity is gone.

Murong yuhen can't directly knock open Mo Xiyan's head.

What's in it when I see it? I don't understand amorous feelings like this?

It's killing him.

He groaned twice and, with a vengeance, bit her hard on the cheek.

"Ah, pain, Murong Yu, are you a dog?"

Don't cherish Yan's pain. He subconsciously raised his hand. He didn't want to be detained by Murong Yu as soon as he raised his hand. "What the king said is naturally true."

"But this king is not a dog, but a man eating monster."

Murong Yu, with a threat, deliberately lowered the voice line and said slowly word by word.

Boom.

His words made Mo Xiyan blush instantly.

Inside, the atmosphere is warm.

Outside, struggling and hesitating.

"Housekeeper, what do you think Wang Ye and Miss Mo are doing now?"

Lian'er said and stared curiously at the door with ambiguous eyes.

"Well, if it's later, these things will be cold."

Bamboo is just worried about the food specially prepared for Miss mo.

This is what the Lord told her before. If she didn't do it well, she was afraid that the LORD would blame her.

"I don't know."

Housekeeper Zeng was also helpless.

The Lord carried Miss Mo into the house.

I haven't heard anything yet.

Who knows what will happen?

Housekeeper Zeng thought about it and decided not to disturb the prince and the future Princess to be.

After all, what if the Lord is doing "good things"?

"Take these back to the small kitchen and warm them. When the masters need them, they can bring them back."

Housekeeper Zeng looked at bamboo and whispered.

"Yes, I'll take it back and warm it."

Bamboo nodded in response. While turning around with something, he said to lian'er, "lian'er, don't look. First accompany me to the small kitchen."

"Ah, you go alone. I'll stay here. If I leave, the king wants to call people, doesn't he have no service?"

Lian'er's brain turned very fast and immediately found a reason for herself.

Bamboo seems to have the same reason.

So I really left with something.

Lian'er is happy to see her leave.

I didn't want to be knocked down by the housekeeper, "OK, since you say you want to keep it, you should keep it well. Don't look around. It breaks the Lord's rules, do you hear?"

His tone was a little harsh.

Pity son hurriedly straightened up and stood on the left side of the door. With a correct attitude, "don't worry about the housekeeper. Don't worry about the slaves."

Housekeeper Zeng knows about lian'er.

This is also a family child, which he saw when he was a child.

He also knows that this little guy is good, but it's a pity that he's a little too thick.

Fortunately, Miss Mo doesn't seem to mind?

Housekeeper Zeng looked at the closed door and felt a little guilty.

Before, he had suspected Miss Mo because of the Lord

Alas, I just hope Miss Mo has a large number of people and doesn't care about him.

Lian'er saw that steward Zeng had been staring at the door. He thought he had the same idea as himself, so he rushed to steward Zeng, gave him a "Hi" and gave him a grimace.

"Chi!"

Housekeeper Zeng was thinking about something. She almost scared him half his life.

"There's no shape all day. No wonder bamboo wants to remind you."

"That's because she's timid. The devil wants to talk to her."

Lian'er said, his eyes rolling. The thief stared at the housekeeper and joked, "housekeeper, you don't let me see. Why do you keep looking? It's really not ashamed!"

"Pity!"

Housekeeper Zeng was angry. "Look what you look like now? Am I too loose on you, so you become neither big nor small?"

The child is really getting more and more careless.

Now it's for yourself. If it's for the masters.

Isn't she able to die a thousand times every minute because of her mouth?

Pity son was so fierce by him that the smile on his face couldn't hang up.

Her expression was wronged. She tooted her mouth and said like a gnat, "housekeeper, what's the matter with you? I haven't seen what you said before..."

"What do you say, say it again?" steward Zeng didn't hear clearly and said angrily.

"Housekeeper, lian'er, what's matter with the you?" bamboo just came back from small kitchen.

Seeing their state, they knew that lian'er might be in trouble again.

So he stepped forward quickly, "housekeeper, lian'er is a child's temper. Please don't blame her."

While talking, she stood on the side of lian'er and continued, "if she does something wrong, please tell me, and I'll let you correct it one by one..."

"Well, if lian'er is half as good as you, I'll be relieved."

Housekeeper Zeng sighed, shook his head, and then looked at lian'er, "in the face of bamboo, I'll spare you today. If I find it again in the future, I'll deal with it together. Don't blame me then."

Ah, isn't this going to die? Pity son sighed in his heart.

"Lian'er, thank the housekeeper soon." bamboo pulled lian'er with relief and asked her to thank Zeng housekeeper.

Lian'er was caught by her and had to come forward, "housekeeper, lian'er won't dare next time. Forgive me."

Although it can be seen that she is still a little unconvinced.

But even as bamboo said, lian'er is such a temperament.

He didn't know. In the final analysis, he didn't correct her when she was a child.

Alas, she will be so. He is also responsible.

"Alas, I hope you will really correct it in the future."

Housekeeper Zeng shook his head gently, finally looked at the closed door, and then turned away.

Seeing the housekeeper leave, lian'er turns around and pulls bamboo to complain about the terrible situation of the housekeeper.

After listening, bamboo shook his head, "listen to the housekeeper. He said it for your sake..."

So lian'er began to be brainwashed by bamboo.

The man outside the house is a tragedy.

But the house is still as warm as the winter sun.

Mo Xiyan lay in Murong Yu's arms and listened to his solid and powerful heartbeat. He felt very secure.

This is the first time in her two lives that she really has "rest assured".

She thought about all kinds of things that had happened since she knew Murong Yu, and her smile was getting bigger and bigger.

Just thinking, she suddenly remembered that she had another important thing and didn't tell Murong Yu.

So she suddenly propped up her body and looked sideways at Murong Yu, "by the way, I found that someone was dealing with your moon curl Pavilion and said that she had caught a lot of your people."

Murong Yu's expression suddenly became serious, looked at her and said, "the pavilion is really unstable recently, and many hall leaders are missing. I think they should have done it."

At this point, he paused slightly, and then asked, "do you know who this man is?"

Mo Xi Yan didn't think about it either. He blurted out directly, "the ninth Lord Murong Shen."