Chapter 10

The girl looked thin and small, with messy hair, wearing a pink bell sleeve top, a light blue embroidered dress underneath, a handkerchief covering her face, revealing only a pair of big black eyes .

Mo Lingyuan stared at those eyes, his heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he reached out to tear off the handkerchief on Chu Yunyao's face.

Chu Yunyao jumped up from the bed, avoiding his touch, and rolled to the end of the bed nimbly and quickly, blinking at him.

What a handsome man!

With sculpted handsome facial features, thin lips and straight nose, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, ignoring the murderous intent hidden in the man's eyes, Chu Yunyao thinks such an appearance is extremely seductive.

The four eyes met, and the atmosphere was strangely quiet.

Chu Yunyao comforted: "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you."

The corners of Mo Lingyuan's lips twitched, and the guard in his eyes relaxed a little.

Chu Yunyao coughed lightly: "Sorry, I didn't know there were guests staying in this room. When I came in last night, there was obviously no one in it."

Mo Lingyuan sneered: "Really? How did you get in?"

"Of course it came in through the door. Could it be that I came in through the window?" Chu Yunyao glanced at the closed window guiltily.

"I think you did come in through the window."

There are guards guarding the door, and his bedroom is a forbidden area, so how could he allow anyone to break in casually.

"Nonsense." Chu Yunyao straightened her slender waist, and said bluffingly, "I'm also the wife of your young marshal, Ming Mei, who is marrying you. Is it possible that you still have to be sneaky when you choose a guest room to rest?"

Only then did Mo Lingyuan seriously look at the girl in front of him, staring at the girl, his eyebrows furrowed tighter and tighter.

This is the daughter Chu Qingze gave him as his wife by that old fox?

This obviously threw his daughter over to let him help raise her.

Old stuff, the abacus is really good!

The girl in front of her was slender and thin, she was undersized, as thin as bean sprouts, she looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

His hair is withered and yellow, except for a pair of beautiful eyes that are exposed outside, his forehead is covered by bangs, and his face is tightly covered by a handkerchief. I don't know what he looks like.

Isn't this old guy afraid that such a young girl will be killed by him?

Mo Lingyuan lowered his voice: "How old is this year?"

"Fifteen has turned sixteen." Chu Yunyao thought for a while, the legal marriage age here is fifteen, and she happened to meet the requirements.

"Take off the veil and show me." Mo Lingyuan lifted the quilt and got up.

Chu Yunyao rolled down from the bed numbly, covered her handkerchief with her hands, and stepped back while shaking her head: "No, no, no, my father took me back to Jincheng, I was not acclimatized, and my face was full of abscesses.

I sneaked here because I was afraid of scaring the young commander last night, so you better not watch it. "

Mo Lingyuan took out a pistol from under the pillow, and slapped it heavily on the table, "So, I still need to thank you?"

The housekeeper had been guarding the door early in the morning. Hearing voices, he knew that the master had woken up. He knocked on the door, and after getting permission, he walked in. He almost bumped into Chu Yunyao who was about to sneak out.

Early in the morning, how could there be an extra woman in the Young Commander's bedroom?

Taking a closer look, the woman's face was still covered with a veil, and the young marshal did not shoot, which meant that the woman was not an assassin.

In the entire Young Marshal's Mansion, apart from the rough envoy, the only young woman was the bride who just got married last night and then disappeared out of thin air.

Without hesitation, the butler grabbed Chu Yunyao's cuff: "Are you young mistress?"

Before Chu Yunyao could react, the housekeeper raised his hand and tore off the handkerchief covering her face...