Chapter 143

Inside the box lay a thick stack of silver bills, and on top of the silver bills was a delicate crystal gourd.

It was a little gadget he specially asked someone to find in order to coax her to read and write.

Mo Lingyuan took out the crystal gourd, held it tightly in his palm, and counted the banknotes in the box.

A full 20,000 taels of silver is a lot of money.

When she got married, Chu Qingze wasn't even willing to give her a copper coin as a dowry at the bottom of the box. Where did she get so much money?

It was clearly intended to use the money to buy out her basic necessities of life in the Young Marshal's Mansion, so that both the money and the goods would be paid, and after the settlement with him, the line would be completely drawn, and there would be no more entanglements.

But that marriage contract is still in his study, even if she goes to the ends of the earth, she will still be his woman.

Mo Lingyuan swept all the things on the dressing table to the ground with a palm of anger, and frantically searched drawer after drawer.

Mattresses, pillows, pillowcases, clothes in the closet, shoes, socks, and even accessories hanging on the walls were all torn off by him and thrown on the ground.

These are all traces of her existence.

She returned the crystal gourd he had given her.

What about diamond cards? What about pistols?

Those things were also given to her by him, did she take them away?

When the butler returned to the new house again, he saw that the clean and tidy bedroom was in a mess.

Bedding, quilts, pillowcases, clothes, shoes and even curtains in the closet were all piled up on the ground,

All the drawers were opened, and the dresser was a mess.

Mo Lingyuan almost tore down the wall.

"Young Marshal, what are you looking for?" The butler grabbed Mo Lingyuan who was dismantling the wardrobe with his bare hands, and looked at his scratched and bleeding fingertips in horror, "I'll find it for you, old slave. Your hands are bleeding."

"What are you looking for?" Mo Lingyuan stared blankly at the bleeding finger and murmured.

What he was looking for, even he himself didn't know.

He was looking for Chu Yunyao, wanting to prove that she hadn't left, and wanting to find evidence that she would come back.

Just like last time, he searched all over Jincheng but couldn't find her. She went out to play, and then obediently returned to the Young Marshal's Mansion.

But this time was completely different from the last time. There was a subconscious voice in his heart telling him that she left and would never come back.

The housekeeper felt distressed, and brought gauze over to bandage his wound.

It is said that ten fingers are connected to a heart, why is the young commander acting like a normal person, as if he doesn't feel any pain at all?

"Where is Young Madam?" Mo Lingyuan stared blankly at her finger, recalling in her mind the scene where she took out the bullet for him with a scalpel in her hand, "Did you find it?"

"No." The butler shook his head and sighed, "I've searched all the places, not to mention digging three feet, I even drained the water in the pool, and I haven't found the young lady."

The housekeeper paused, and asked, "Two corpses were dug out from the haystack behind. What should we do?"

"How did you die? Did you check the wound?" Until now, Mo Lingyuan didn't want to believe that Chu Yunyao really killed those two people in front of everyone in the Young Marshal's Mansion just as the guards said.

"One died from a knife sealing his throat, and the other died from a bullet blowing his head." The housekeeper couldn't imagine the scene at that time.

The young lady is thin and small, it is difficult to kill a chicken or a fish, how can she kill someone?

"Throw it to the mass grave." Mo Lingyuan frowned, "Including Zeng Jiali's body."

"Yes." The butler heard Mo Lingyuan's hungry stomach making untimely sounds: "Young Marshal, you haven't had time to eat since you came all the way back. I asked the kitchen to cook some dumplings for you..."