Chapter 84

Chu Yunyao lay comfortably on the stone wall, her limp body sank in the clear water, soaking for a long time, until sleepiness hit her, and she reluctantly stepped on the stone steps to go ashore.

Taking a towel to wipe off the water droplets on her body, wrapping her wet long hair, she put on clothes one by one, picked up the dirty clothes from the floor and jumped out of the courtyard wall.

The whole courtyard returned to silence.

After a long time, Mo Lingyuan moved his stiff body, jumped down from the rockery awkwardly, walked to the edge of the pool, picked up Chu Yunyao's dropped clothes on the ground, held them in his palm, and went back to the star storage building.

Seeing Mo Lingyuan's return, the guards reported: "Mr. Luo and Mr. Duan just sent someone over to deliver a message, but the young lady still hasn't been found."

Mo Lingyuan coughed a few times in a low voice to cover up the hoarseness in his voice: "You go and inform them, there is no need to look for it, the young lady is at the young marshal's mansion."

"Ah?" The guard was very surprised, facing Mo Lingyuan's dark eyes, he didn't dare to ask what was going on, so he stood up straight and gave a military salute: "Yes, young commander."

After speaking, he quickly turned and left.

Mo Lingyuan originally wanted to rush to Wangyue Pavilion, pinch Chu Yunyao up, and questioned her fiercely: "Where did you go last night? Why did you sneak back at this time?"

But his mind was so confused that he couldn't control it until now.

The image of her taking off the handkerchief was all in her mind.

Her stunning face was exposed in his sight, with elegant eyebrows and exquisite features...

It's a picture of her playing in the water.

…

All kinds of pictures were mixed together, filling his mind.

It's all about her every smile, every move.

He had never worried about someone for so long, but at this moment he didn't have any urge to scold her.

He just felt that if she could come back intact, that would be his most satisfying result.

Mo Lingyuan leaned against the head of the bed, feeling his cheeks and ear tips getting hotter and hotter.

He thought, probably the high fever has not subsided, and the wound is inflamed again.

He poured out a few pills and threw them into his mouth, drank a few sips of water and poured them in, his tense and stiff body suddenly relaxed, and he fell limp on the bed.

The sound of breathing was long and heavy, and he closed his eyes, recalling the scene that happened in the thatched cottage again.

Throughout the night, Mo Lingyuan was extremely sleepy, but was haunted by all kinds of bizarre dreams...

Waking up early in the morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, Mo Lingyuan realized something was wrong.

My mind is full of chaotic dreams from last night.

The morning light was cool and bright, and everything that happened last night suddenly seemed like a dream.

He put on his clothes and got up, and went into the ear room.

After grooming and coming out of the bathroom, Mo Lingyuan opened the drawer as usual.

Only to find that the pistol that had been placed inside had disappeared.

He hurriedly opened all the drawers, and even searched on the bed, but still found nothing.

Mo Lingyuan paused, kicked the drawer, turned around and opened the door, and asked the guard outside the door: "Who has entered my bedroom when I'm not here?"

"After the young lady disappeared, Mr. Duan went in with the butler, and there was no one else."

"Very good." Mo Lingyuan put on a dark face, threw aside the curtain, and walked out with big strides.

The guns in this bedroom have always been hidden by only a few people.

He knew Duan Changyu's character well, so it was impossible to touch his things.

What's more, the housekeeper went in together.

It is even more impossible for the housekeeper to take his things.

Give them a thousand guts, and they wouldn't be able to touch his most important thing.

Apart from the young lady who just married into the house, who else in the whole mansion has such a guts to steal something into his bedroom.

It really doesn't make sense.

Give her some sunshine and she will be brilliant, give her some color and she will open a dyeing workshop.

The butler was trotting over in a hurry, his fat round face was filled with a smile of the rest of his life, and he was very excited: "Young commander, it's great that the young lady is back, the old slave thought, thought... ..”

Seeing Mo Lingyuan's handsome face, he just let out a cold snort when he heard the words, stepped forward with his long legs, and walked towards the Moon-watching Pavilion non-stop.

"Could it be that you are so angry that you should settle the score with the young lady?" the butler thought silently.