"Not a man?" Mo Lingyuan paused for a moment, feeling happy, and after a while, his brows were intertwined again, "It's not a man, could it be that you're looking at a woman?"

He used to study in the West, and he also knew a little about pure love that violated the relationship between the sexes. Hearing what Chu Yunyao said now, his heart suddenly fell to the bottom. What should we do?

Liking women is not only not allowed here, but will also be criticized by those old wives as monsters and soaked in pig cages.

It's better to like a little man, at worst, let that man enter the Marshal's Mansion, and keep him under his nose for the rest of his life, even if he doesn't dare to be indifferent to her.

Chu Yunyao didn't understand the meaning of his words, she nodded and admitted: "Well, it's the first time I've heard someone sing so well, I like listening to ancient songs the most, I'll bring her back to the Marshal's Mansion, and occasionally let her sing two songs to relieve boredom It's pretty good too."

Chu Yunyao paused, and then said: "With such a good voice, you must be good-looking. If you have a more gentle and considerate temperament, you will be perfect."

It happened to be arranged to wait by Mo Lingyuan's side, so that the two of them could develop a relationship. Anyway, she will be leaving the house soon, her face is almost in good condition, and the fetal poison in her body has also been drained.

Still wearing ointment, just to prevent anyone from recognizing her true appearance, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Chu Yunyao's little abacus was crackling in her heart.

Mo Lingyuan just wanted to say that this singer is extremely ugly and has a vulgar temperament, far less melodious and charming than her voice.

But before he could speak, the guard driving the car spoke first: "Young madam really knows people, you can tell what a person looks like just by hearing the sound.

This singer is probably known to everyone in Jincheng except you, but he is a noble lady in Lan Kwai Fong, a top performer, a girl from Nanyan.

I heard that she used to be the daughter of a big family in the south, but because of the war, she fled to the north and was separated from her parents.

I entered this Lan Kwai Fong and made a name for myself, saying that I was looking for my relatives.

The last time I accompanied the young marshal to Lan Kwai Fong to meet the owner of the workshop, I was lucky enough to witness it, and it really is beautiful, well-educated, versatile..."

"Shut up!" The guard was talking enthusiastically, but was interrupted roughly by Mo Lingyuan, "I think you are obsessed with sex, even if you like someone, you don't even think about whether the master is willing to let him go. "

The guard heard the anger in Mo Lingyuan's tone, and immediately fell silent with great interest.

I'm just wondering, I usually make jokes that are a hundred times worse than this, the young commander never cared about it.

This time it was just telling the truth, why are you still angry?

Could it be because the young lady is in the car, afraid that the young lady will inquire about the fireworks and willow alley here?

Chu Yunyao, however, became more and more satisfied the more she listened, and felt that Nanyan girl was tailor-made for Mo Lingyuan, and, with Mo Lingyuan's ability, she could also help Nanyan find her close relative.

Hearing what Mo Lingyuan meant, he didn't deny the guard's praise of Nanyan girl, which proved that he was quite satisfied with Nanyan girl, but he was a little regretful that Fangzhu refused to let her go.

Chu Yunyao immediately said with confidence: "The owner of the shop refused to let her go, it's just because Miss Nanyan can make money for him, if there is enough money to redeem Miss Nanyan, or someone more valuable than Miss Nanyan can replace the top card position, you don’t have to worry about that.”

That tone was so arrogant and inhumane, with the smell of red copper.

The guard sitting outside the car couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "How much money do you have to spend at once? Even if the Young Marshal's Mansion has money, it won't spend it on this."

Chu Yunyao raised her slender eyebrows: "You don't need to pay the money from the Marshal's House. I'll figure out a way for the person I like."