The corner of the housekeeper's eyes twitched suddenly: "Miss, what did you say to be discouraged? Miss, who is blessed in the sky, will definitely live a better life than Madam, but if Madam wants to open up, she will not die in depression."

Mo Lingwei stood at the gate of the bamboo garden, looked up at the cleanly wiped plaque on it, and walked inside: "The boat is exhausting, old man, I will rest for a while, and I will send someone over when my brother is free. I."

"Okay." The butler knew her temper well, and was about to lift his feet out of the courtyard when he was stopped again.

Mo Lingwei's eyes fell on the dilapidated Wangyue Pavilion in the past, but now it looks brand new, and asked, "Who lives there?"

"Young Madam lived there when I got married." The housekeeper tried his best to avoid bad news, and reported briefly: "There was an accident in the mansion a while ago, and Young Madam moved out in a fit of anger. Shuai came back from the outside.

The young lady is not in good health, so she will live in the star storage building for the time being, and the Wangyue Pavilion now only has the young lady's confidant girl, Miss Bao'er. "

Mo Lingwei stared in the direction of Wangyue Pavilion for a while, then turned her head and asked, "Apart from the Young Madam, are there any other women in the Young Marshal's Mansion who are related to my brother?"

The butler had no choice but to tell the truth: "There is another person, who was sent by Mr. Luo himself, and placed in the Lanlou, named Qin Qiandai."

Mo Lingwei's curved willow eyebrows slightly frowned, "I didn't expect my brother to do the same."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the housekeeper to answer, he stepped into the room, closed the bedroom door, sat down at the table, spread out a piece of paper, and began to write letters.

After writing, looking at the handwriting on it, it crumpled up again and threw it into the trash can.

She stared blankly at the scenery outside the window, and said to herself: "Let's just break it off like this."



Mo Lingyuan hadn't slept so deeply for a long time, and when he woke up, the sky was bright and he felt refreshed.

Seeing that Chu Yunyao was still soundly asleep, showing no signs of waking up, she got out of bed quietly, got dressed, and left the bedroom.

Mu Qing was standing by the corridor talking to Duan Changyu in a low voice, Duan Changyu's face was full of anxiety and worry, his brows were wrinkled, he grabbed Mu Qing's collar and asked fiercely: "Who did it? Who is it?"

Mu Qing: "..."

Just as Mu Qing was about to answer, he saw Mo Lingyuan coming out, and hurriedly pushed Duan Changyu away, "Young Commander, Missy is back and has already gone to Zhuyuan."

Mo Lingyuan snorted coldly: "She is finally willing to come back? It seems that she hasn't completely lost her mind yet."

Duan Changyu tried to defend Mo Lingwei: "Young Marshal, Missy has always wanted to come back, but her freedom was restricted, we also spent a lot of effort to contact Missy, and tried every means to rescue Missy. "

Mo Lingyuan was noncommittal: "She is about to lose the face of my Young Marshal's Mansion."

After entering the study, Mo Lingyuan looked up at Mu Qing: "How is the investigation?"

"Young Marshal, the people who besieged the young lady were not Gong Yao's people. When our people rushed over at dawn, all the corpses were thrown into the deep pit and buried. It rained again this morning. , Many traces have been washed away.

The spies who stayed there last night said that Gong Yao asked a few questions to a person who was not yet completely dead. After the person finished speaking, Gong Yao killed the person, ordered the body to be buried, and took the person away. "

Seeing that Mo Lingyuan was absent-minded, Mu Qing paused, and continued to speak: "Young commander, apart from the Dongyang people, it is temporarily impossible to find out who is behind the scene who is colluding with the Dongyang people.

The killer who broke into Chu Xing Tower last night disappeared near the Si family compound. "