Mo Lingyuan saw Chu Yunyao's posture of wanting to settle accounts after Qiu Hou, and she looked very angry, as if she had caught her husband who was promiscuous outside, and she was showing her temper relentlessly.

The woman became stingy, and it turned out to be more terrifying than imagined.

Mo Lingyuan had to explain: "Mu Qing watched it, I really didn't look at her."

Chu Yunyao didn't believe it at all: "You bully me because I'm young, so it's easy to cheat, right? She's clearly here for you, and Mu Qing is in front of her, how can she take off her clothes?

Even if he wanted to prove his innocence, he would not use such an extreme method.

The men here are used to having three wives and four concubines. They just looked at other women's bodies, so why lie to me. "

Mo Lingyuan's head got dizzy: "Mu Qing hid in the hidden compartment of Lan Lou and watched it. I swear, I have never seen any other woman's body except you."

Mo Lingyuan told Chu Yunyao exactly what happened that night, and seeing that she seemed to believe it, he joked casually, "I didn't expect you to be jealous, and you are quite powerful."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

jealous? Is she jealous?

When did she become so narrow-minded?

Mo Lingyuan wanted to find out Qin Qiandai's identity, but she was the one who proposed the idea of ​​pampering her for one night, but she didn't think it was a big deal when she proposed it, and in just a few days, she was fussy about it.

Late at night.

The man beside her was already sound asleep, with his arms around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder, his sleeping face was peaceful like a baby's.

But Chu Yunyao filled her ears like a magic voice, recalling over and over again the words Mo Lingyuan whispered in her ear before going to bed: "Yunyao, do you like me?"

Do you like it? It seems a little bit. In this time and space, he is the man who has the most involvement with her and treats her best.

Chu Yunyao didn't feel sleepy at all, and she didn't fall asleep until it was dark.

When Mu Qing came over early in the morning, there were two people behind him.

"Where's the young commander?" Mu Qing searched around in the study, but didn't see anyone.

The guard pointed to the next room, "It's in the young lady's bedroom."

Hearing this, the woman behind her asked in surprise, "Have my brother and sister-in-law always lived in separate rooms?"

Mu Qing and Duan Changyu looked at each other, and said after deliberating, "This is about the young marshal's privacy, and we are not very clear about it."

The butler hurried over and saw Mo Lingwei, whom he hadn't seen for a few years, his eyes turned red, and he sighed: "Miss, you're finally back, but I miss you so much."

Mo Lingwei's temperament has many similarities with Mo Lingyuan's. He is polite and alienated. He looks deserted. Although there is a touch of emotion in his brows, the words he speaks are not at all intimate: "Old man, I miss you very much, too."

The housekeeper wiped away his tears, "Missy's bamboo garden, the old slave is cleaned every day, and I hope that Missy will come back soon."

Mo Lingwei twisted the box and walked out: "Since my brother hasn't woken up yet, I won't bother you. I'll go back to the bamboo garden first."

Mu Qing and Duan Changyu clasped their hands together, "Miss, please go ahead."

The housekeeper followed Mo Lingwei to the direction of the bamboo building, looked at her carefully, and the cloudy tears couldn't help but overflowed from his eyes again.

I haven't seen you for a few years, and the young lady is already a slim young lady.

She sighed: "Miss, you really look more and more like the late madam as you grow older."

Mo Lingwei didn't stop walking, and continued to move forward coquettishly, and said after a while: "Your beauty is unlucky, I hope I won't make the same mistakes as my mother."