The housekeeper saw that Mo Lingyuan was wet all over, he just came back from the hot spring pool, but he didn't understand, it was just a bath, how did he become like this?

The soul is out of the body, the soul travels to the sky, the soul is out of the house, and the soul is lost.

The housekeeper had never seen Mo Lingyuan like this before, he followed behind him without even looking at him, and sent him to the direction of Chu Xing Tower.

When passing a high threshold, I was afraid that he would stumble, so I hurriedly supported him.

"Young commander." Standing at the door of the study, Mu Qing was startled when he saw Mo Lingyuan's appearance, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you?"

Turning his gaze to the butler, he asked what happened with his eyes.

The butler who was also confused spread his hands: "..."

Mu Qing stood in front of Mo Lingyuan, stretched out his paws, and waved five fingers in front of his unfocused eyes.

The bright moonlight shrouded Mo Lingyuan's handsome face, and the scratches on his face were faintly visible.

Mu Qing: "..."

What did the little wolf cub do?

The masterpiece of Little White Sable?

A spoiled and spoiled beast, how will the young commander meet people in the barracks tomorrow?

The last time the young marshal broke his upper lip, his brothers speculated behind his back for more than a week.

Those who didn't know thought it was done by the young lady again.

Mo Lingyuan stopped in his tracks, and finally saw who the person in front of him was.

Seeing that Mo Lingyuan's dazed eyes had finally returned to their former sharpness, Mu Qing finally relaxed and asked in a low voice, "Young Commander, didn't you go to take a shower? Why are your clothes all wet?"

Mo Lingyuan lowered his eyes, pursed his lips and remained silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at the butler: "Go to Wangyue Pavilion, let Bao'er go to the hot spring pool to pick up the young lady."

housekeeper:"......"

Mu Qing: "..."

The butler's mouth opened into an "o" shape, big enough to stuff goose eggs.

Did the old man know something he shouldn't know?

"Hurry up?" Mo Lingyuan frowned displeasedly when he saw the butler standing still.

"Yes, yes, the old slave will go right away." The housekeeper seemed to have greased his feet, and ran faster than a rabbit.

Mo Lingyuan bypassed the astonished Mu Qing who stood in front of him, and strode towards the study.

Mu Qing's face was unpredictable, and he secretly slandered: So, the paw prints on the young marshal's face and neck were indeed made by the young lady?

Mu Qingfeng was confused.

Well, claw marks are nothing.

The young lady didn't knock the young marshal unconscious in the hot spring pool again, which could be regarded as being merciful.

Mo Lingyuan changed his clothes, saw that Mu Qing hadn't come in, suppressed his voice, "How long are you going to stand outside?"

Mu Qing came back to his senses, and walked into the study in two or three steps. With the help of the burning light in the study, he could clearly see the marks left on Mo Lingyuan's face at a glance.

Apart from claw marks, there were also clear nail prints on the young commander's face and neck.

Mu Qing wanted to cover her eyes.

I have long heard that the young lady is always fierce, and she is merciless when beating people.

Unexpectedly, when she was alone, the young lady would be as savage as a little tiger, bullying the young commander to such an extent that it was unbearable to look at.

I really didn't expect that the young marshal was usually majestic and imposing, with an aloof appearance that strangers should not enter.

In front of the Young Madam, to be so weak, being suppressed by the Young Madam...

Obviously Young Madam looks thin and weak, she doesn't look like such a rude woman at all...

Mu Qing is frantically replenishing his brain.

"When are you going to stare at me?" Mo Lingyuan's cold and deep voice was filled with anger, and his sharp and menacing eyes glanced over...