Chapter 232

Mo Lingyuan stopped abruptly, turned around, and looked at her fiercely: "What did you say?"

Seeing Mo Lingyuan staring at himself with gloomy eyes, the bottom of his eyes was full of dark tides, hiding his anger, he suddenly didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you angry again?"

"No." Mo Lingyuan's face was extremely ugly.

Chu Yunyao carefully cut the cuffs of his clothes, trying not to touch his wounds, took off his blood-stained clothes, and threw them aside.

Open the medicine cabinet: "I'll clean your wound first."

Sitting on the rattan chair, Mo Lingyuan stretched out his strong arms in front of Chu Yunyao, watching her clean up her wounds with no distractions and quick hands and feet, the rising anger in his heart suddenly subsided, "Men and women If there is a difference, you must know how to see no evil."

"In the eyes of a doctor, a patient does not have a complete body, only muscles, various functional organs, nerves, and blood vessels." Chu Yunyao felt that it was necessary for her to popularize medical knowledge with the man in front of her.

Mo Lingyuan pursed his lips, staring at her delicate eyebrows, without saying a word.

After Chu Yunyao sewed up his wound, applied medicine, and bandaged it with gauze, she twisted him up violently.

Chu Yunyao lifted her feet off the ground and rose into the air, panicking: "What are you doing? Let me down, I just bandaged you, don't break free from the wound."

Mo Lingyuan ignored her reprimand: "Doctors have no gender in their eyes, so what about me?

Mo Lingyuan felt aggrieved and panicked.

Chu Yunyao was very annoyed: "Mo Lingyuan, you are making trouble for no reason, let me go quickly."

"If you don't answer clearly, I won't let you go."

Chu Yunyao recalled what Mu Qing said to her in her mind, and replied softly: "Of course you are different from other people."

"Really?" Mo Lingyuan let go of her wrist with five fingers, and asked, "What's the difference?"

Chu Yunyao took a long breath and violated medical ethics: "You are my husband"

She threw the green shirt on the back of the chair to him, "Put it on yourself, I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Lingyuan to answer, she hurried out of the bedroom.

He ran all the way back to Wangyue Pavilion, pushed open the door of the bedroom, threw himself on the bed, pulled the quilt over his head.

Bao'er was pruning flower branches, and when she saw Chu Yunyao running in, she thought something had happened, and when she chased after her, she saw Chu Yunyao buried her head in the quilt.

Hurry over and pull back the quilt, "Miss, what happened, why is your face so red?"

Bao'er touched Chu Yunyao's forehead: "You don't have a fever?"

"Bao'er, I, I might be..." Chu Yunyao pulled Bao'er's cool palm to her hot face, and whispered a few words to Bao'er.

"What, what?" Bao'er's fair face blushed immediately, and said angrily, "What are you talking about, miss?"

Chu Yunyao rolled into Bao'er's arms, "Bao'er, I'm not talking nonsense, here is fifteen years old and Ji, you can get married, and I'm already sixteen years old."

Chu Yunyao secretly poked in her heart: My real age is almost twenty-one years old. In your era, she is a veritable old lady.

Bao'er covered her face with a handkerchief, smiled and poked her forehead with her finger: "Although Miss married into the Young Marshal's Mansion, she and the Young Marshal have never been married.

Last time I also heard that the young commander pitied you for being young, and planned to raise you up and buy some dowry and marry you off as a daughter. "

As soon as Bao'er interrupted, the shame in Chu Yunyao's heart immediately dissipated. She scratched Bao'er's belly and smiled maliciously: "Who told you? Hurry up and ask the truth, is it the one named Duan?"

Bao'er was so itchy that she couldn't stand it, and the two of them were laughing back and forth on the bed.

The moon-watching pavilion was full of smiles, but the people in the Chuxing building were not so happy.

Mo Lingyuan lay on his back on the quilt.

He closed his eyes.

The more I think about it, the more chaotic my mind becomes.

That night was full of dangers, and the little woman he threw into his arms was like a thin cat.

One last kick to where he was injured and escaped from his confinement...

Thinking of this, Mo Lingyuan's teeth itch with hatred.

But when he was pinching Chu Yunyao, he felt inexplicably similar to that girl in terms of her figure and tone of voice.

Mo Lingyuan covered his face with his palms and stuck out the tip of his tongue, licking the wound, he managed to taste the sweetness in the salty blood.

He went back to the study, called the guards to come in, and handed him the handwritten letter: "Send it to the barracks and hand it over to Mr. Luo."

"Yes." The guard left holding the secret letter.

In the afternoon, Mu Qing hurried over, arrived at the study, and took out a reply letter written by Luo Zifeng from his chest: "Young commander, the girl who saved you in the hut last time and almost hurt you has been found.

Mr. Luo said that he will send someone to your house in a few days, I have seen that girl before, and she looks exactly like what you described..."

"Are you sure it's her?" Mo Lingyuan shook off the letter, and listening to Mu Qing's words, Ying Ting's brows became tighter and tighter.

"Mr. Luo said, sure!"

"Okay, let's do as Luo Zifeng said." Mo Lingyuan read the letter in his hand and threw it to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing glanced at ten lines, "This, this..."

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After returning from the Governor's Mansion, Chu Yunyao asked the housekeeper to buy a lot of things and almost filled the small yard of Wangyue Pavilion with piles.

She closed the door of the yard, and worked with Bao'er inside, busy from morning to night, never leaving the gate.

The butler had learned his lesson and sent guards to surround the entire outer wall of the Young Marshal's Mansion. One person at three steps and one post at five steps. He was determined not to allow the young lady to climb over the wall and leave home to play and disappear again.

But after a long period of silence, the butler couldn't sit still...