Chapter 82

Because of the poisoning, these days Mo Lingyuan is stationed in the barracks, not in the Marshal's Mansion at all, and no one cares about her life or death.

Just happy and clean.

Now he has to devote all his energy to finding his sweetheart, even dispatching the entire military camp, let alone noticing her whereabouts.

It's just that she might feel wronged by Nanyan girl.

Originally thinking that he was about to leave the Young Marshal's Mansion, he had occupied the name of the Young Marshal's wife for so long in vain, so he should give it up to a woman who was more suitable for Mo Lingyuan.

On the one hand, it can get rid of Mo Lingyuan's hot-blooded impulse, and on the other hand, it can also satisfy the wish of Nanyan girl.

Male talent and female appearance, a pair of people.

Matching and matching can also achieve a happy marriage, which is also very good.

But he didn't expect that at this moment, he knew that Mo Lingyuan had a heart.

Things have come to this point, we can only take one step at a time.

Chu Yunyao took Bao'er to Lan Kwai Fong, and told Nan Yan that tomorrow they would send someone to pick her up in eight sedan chairs.

After saying goodbye to Nanyan, he took Bao'er back to Wuzhai Restaurant.

"Master, I want to go back to the countryside and pay off the money owed to the villagers. They are all kind and poor people, and it is not easy. I plan to keep twenty taels by my side after paying off the money. Give them a hand.

It was not in vain for them to look at me as a child, give me clothes to wear, and give me porridge to eat, and they didn't let me starve to death or freeze to death.

After I finish dealing with these matters, I will come back here to serve you young master wholeheartedly, okay? " Bao'er spoke while tidying up the wing room.

"How long are you going?"

"In a week, I will repair the old lady's tombstone and pay homage to it." Bao'er said, her eyes blushing.

"Okay." Chu Yunyao took out another bank note from his pocket and stuffed it into Bao'er's hand: "Since you have followed me, I won't let you suffer like this again in the future. Take the money and go Buy some nice clothes and snacks at the shop across the street, and hire a carriage to go back.

Pay attention to safety, when you come back, if you don't hear from me, just live in this wing and wait for me to come back. "

Chu Yunyao had a sore nose: "Master, since I was a child, I have never been treated so well by anyone."

"From now on, you will have what the lady has in the future, and you will have what the lady doesn't have."

Chu Yunyao pinched her chin with her white fingertips, and stroked the palm-sized blue scar on her left face with her fingertips, "When you come back from the countryside, I will heal the scar on your face. No one will make fun of you for the scars on your face."

"Master..." Bao'er couldn't bear it, and cried bitterly while hugging Chu Yunyao.

"Okay, okay, pack up, I'll take you to buy some food, clothing, grain, oil, meat and vegetables, and find a carriage to drive you back." Chu Yunyao took out a handkerchief, wiped away Bao'er's tears, and ordered another Tap her nose and take her out.

After sending Bao'er away, Chu Yunyao saw that it was still early in the sky, so she went back to Wuzhai Restaurant to take a nap.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes, the moon was bright and the stars were thinning.

Chu Yunyao took off the masculine makeup on her face, restored her original appearance, and put on women's clothes.

As usual, wearing a white handkerchief to cover his face, carrying a bank note and a pistol, he jumped lightly from the window, and his feet landed firmly on the ground.

The stars and the moon rushed to the Marshal's Mansion.

Along the way, Chu Yunyao dexterously avoided several teams patrolling with lanterns.

Not wanting to disturb anyone in the Young Marshal's Mansion, he climbed over the courtyard wall and returned to the Moon-watching Pavilion lightly.

What surprised her was that the entire Young Marshal's Mansion seemed to be shrouded in a strange atmosphere, quite unusual...