Chapter 253

Chu Yunyao and Bao'er sat in the car and drove halfway leisurely, when they were stopped by a line of people. After hearing the news, Mu Qing rushed over and pointed at Chu Yunyao who was sitting outside the car, almost weeping with joy: "Young Marshal, I found the Young Madam, over there."

Mo Lingyuan turned the horse's head to look over, narrowed his deep and narrow eyes, flicked his whip, and the horse galloped over.

He reined in his horse, stopped in the middle of the road, and looked at her carefully by the bright moonlight and the light from the lantern in the guard's hand.

His face was ashen, his long hair was disheveled, and his open robe was stained with dirty blood.

The carriage was forced to stop, and Bao'er saw Mo Lingyuan's gloomy face, with a life-threatening chill exuding all over her body, she didn't understand what happened, she was so frightened that she didn't even dare to breathe.

Mu Qing was afraid that the fire at the city gate would harm the fish in the pond, so he dismounted quickly and ran over to rescue Bao'er: "Miss Bao'er, the young commander thought that something happened to the young lady, and after searching for a long time, he finally found you.

Come down quickly and ride my horse back to the Young Marshal's Mansion. With a man like me here, I don't need you as a girl to drive the carriage.

Bao'er glanced at Chu Yunyao, lowered her voice and said, "Miss, then I will get off the carriage."

"En." Seeing Mo Lingyuan's imposing manner, Chu Yunyao was also afraid of scaring Bao'er.

Seeing this, Mo Lingyuan turned over, walked to the carriage in two or three steps, jumped into the carriage, lifted the curtain, grabbed Chu Yunyao's arm, and dragged him in.

Mu Qing waved his horsewhip and concentrated on driving the carriage.

The lights were not turned on in the carriage, and it was pitch black. As soon as he got in, Mo Lingyuan smelled a strong smell of blood.

He supported Chu Yunyao's waist, hugged her onto her lap and sat down, his big palm slid from her shoulders to her lower back, reached her legs, and asked in a low voice, "Where is the injury?"

Listen carefully, the man's voice is tense, mixed with worry and tension.

Even, there is a little bit of fear.

Chu Yunyao opened those clear eyes, and held down his hands that were making trouble, "I'm not hurt."

"Where did the blood come from?" Mo Lingyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged him tightly, wishing to get embedded in his blood: "What happened? How do you go back this way?

I thought something was wrong with you. "

In order to get rid of Gong Yao, Chu Yunyao took a small path, but it took a long detour to go back.

It took a lot of time, otherwise, he would have returned to the Young Marshal's Mansion long ago.

The tip of the man's nose rubbed against her slender neck, and his scorching breath fell on the fair skin, making it numb and slightly itchy.

Chu Yunyao twisted her body and pushed him away, "I happen to have something very important to tell you, but you have to promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?" Mo Lingyuan laughed, took a deep breath, put his long arms around her slender and soft waist, "tell me."

"I heard that the President wants to marry the Governor's Mansion, is there such a thing?" Chu Yunyao asked.

"Yes." In the darkness, Mo Lingyuan frowned again, "Why are you asking this?"

"Is Miss Mo the president's favorite?"

"En." Mo Lingyuan's eyebrows were tinged with dryness, "When the president mentioned this matter, the father-in-law didn't agree. He only said that he would make plans after Ling Wei and Gong Yao came back and met."

"The warlord also hopes that the two families can become in-laws?"

"Yes." Mo Lingyuan was puzzled: "You ask so many questions, is it related to what I promised you?"

"Of course, the news I'm going to tell you next is related to your sister's lifelong happiness, and it's worth the little price you pay." Chu Yunyao's pink lips curled into a malicious smile.