Chapter 56

Mo Lingyuan leaned back and fell on the brocade quilt, "Where are you going? This is the new house where I married you. I should have lived here."

Chu Yunyao firmly denied: "When did I marry you?"

Mo Lingyuan propped his head on his arms, stood up, stared at her with piercing black eyes, and teased, "How did you marry into the Young Marshal's Mansion without getting married?"

Chu Yunyao snorted softly: "There is a saying among you that says to marry a rooster as the rooster marries a dog as the dog, the one who pays homage to me is obviously a big rooster, how could it be you?

Even if you're not married to a chicken, you're not the one who hugged that chicken and paid homage to me. What kind of relationship do I have with you? "

Mo Lingyuan was stunned for a moment, then sat up straight, "You mean, you've taken a liking to the man who is holding a chicken and paying homage to you instead of me?"

Chu Yunyao glanced at him lightly, noncommittal.

Mo Lingyuan jumped up from the edge of the bed, kicked the door open, and walked in the direction of Chu Xinglou, shouting, "Where's the housekeeper?"

The butler was guarding Nanny Rong who was being spanked, and ordered someone to gag her mouth with a rag.

Hearing that he was called, he scrambled over and looked at Mo Lingyuan's face carefully, and asked, "Is the old servant here, what's the matter?"

Mo Lingyuan stopped short, turned his head to stare at the housekeeper, and began to think.

The butler was hairy from being stared at, and he bravely caught his gaze, with a flattering smile on Yuanyuan's face, "Young commander, are you hungry?"

"Well, I'm really hungry." Mo Lingyuan suddenly remembered at this moment that he hadn't had dinner yet when he came back from the military camp.

The housekeeper said awkwardly: "The old slave will send someone to cook for you now."

"Wait." Mo Lingyuan withdrew his gaze, glanced in the direction of Wangyue Pavilion, and asked, "Where is the chicken that replaced me?"

"It's good to be kept alone in a cage. The longer it grows, the more powerful it will be." The butler's flattery patted the horse's leg.

"Chop!"

"Ah?" The butler thought he had heard wrong.

"Ben Shuai wants to eat chicken, so make soup for Ben Shuai."

"It's not good. After all, it is the big rooster that pays homage to the young lady on your behalf. There are also many old hens in the kitchen. If you like it, I will ask someone to make soup for you..."

The soup made by the rooster is not good either.

The butler was painstaking.

"Chop it up if you tell me, where is there so much nonsense?" When Mo Lingyuan heard the word Baitang, he felt extremely harsh, and his tone became even worse, "Who was holding this baby on the day I got married?" Did the chicken pay homage to the young lady?"

"It's Mr. Duan." The butler didn't understand why the Young Marshal suddenly mentioned this matter.

"Who told him to pretend to be me?" Mo Lingyuan asked angrily, his expression getting worse.

"You forgot, it was you who asked Mr. Duan to replace you. Mr. Duan couldn't shirk it, so he carried a big rooster to pick up the bride on your behalf, and went to pay homage to the young lady..." The housekeeper asked in surprise: "Mr. Cool, what happened?"

"It's okay, I'll just ask." Mo Lingyuan rubbed his brows with a headache when he recalled what happened on the day they got married.

"Young Marshal, do you want the cook to cook chicken soup for you, or let the young lady cook it for you?"

"Let the young lady do it." Mo Lingyuan raised his feet and walked forward, and said: "After it's done, you don't have to send it to the Star Chu Tower, but take it directly to the Wangyue Pavilion. I'll go to the young lady's place for dinner."

"Yes, I'm going to find the young lady right now."

"Wait." Mo Lingyuan called to the housekeeper who was about to leave, and said coldly: "If your young lady asks you, who is the man holding the big cock on the wedding day, don't tell her, do you hear me?

But the news leaked out in the Fan residence, and the young lady knew that the man was Duan Changyu. I asked you, did you hear that? ! "