Chapter 376

Chu Yunyao raised her foot and turned around, striding towards Moon-watching Pavilion: "Then I'll see him when he's in a better mood."

She had already experienced Mo Lingyuan's unpredictable temperament, and she really didn't want to get into trouble at this time.

It's better to stay away from it.

The butler quickly grabbed Chu Yunyao's sleeve, put on a miserable face, and said pitifully, "Young madam, if you don't go, the young commander will skin the old slave."

Chu Yunyao was not moved at all, and patted the butler on the shoulder, "Old man, your skin is too thick, and it will grow a thinner layer after peeling it off."

This old man has long since grown up, and he plans to betray her.

Seeing that this trick was no longer effective, the steward became more and more impatient, and he didn't want to take any shame. He hugged Chu Yunyao's calf: "Young madam, even if this old slave begs you, the young master is very angry this time. Even the food that was brought in fell.

Not to mention the old slaves, those who served the young marshal also suffered. "

Chu Yunyao tried her best to free her calf from the butler: "Then if I go, I will suffer too. Don't do to others what you don't want to do to others. Butler, if you feel sorry for the people they serve, you must Sacrifice me?"

The butler squeezed out two tears, and gave it all up, knelt on the ground, and begged, "Young Madam, the only person in the Young Marshal's mansion who can influence the Young Marshal's mood, you can coax the Young Marshal, and the Young Marshal will feel better.

You smile at the young marshal, it's worth saying good things to the little ones for a long time.

In the past few days, the young commander took care of you in his clothes, and took care of everything by himself. If you can't get well, just leave the young commander alone.

If it wasn't for you this time, the young commander wouldn't have lost his temper like this? "

The housekeeper's kneeling like this frightened Chu Yunyao, and every sentence he said was embedded in her heart, and her heart softened.

At the end of hearing, Chu Yunyao pointed at the tip of her nose blankly, and asked in disbelief: "Is his temper related to me?"

"Yes." The housekeeper nodded his head, "How else could I have made a special trip to wait for you back home."

Chu Yunyao didn't understand, so: "I've been outside all day, how did I provoke him?"

The housekeeper shook his head: "The old slave doesn't know either. The young commander has a cold temper. When he came back, he sulked and lost his temper in the study without eating or drinking. The old servant went in and cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks that the young commander broke. How dare he ask more questions?" Half a sentence."

How many people can bear the young marshal's fury?

In the past, the young commander didn't get angry once for a whole year, but now I don't know why, the young commander seems to be contaminated with the smoke and fire of the world. When they are in a good mood, they will be happy, and when they are in a bad mood, they will suffer.

The days are full of ups and downs, trembling with fear.

Chu Yunyao pulled the butler up from the ground, and compromised: "That's all, I'll go see him."

The housekeeper instantly smiled: "I knew the young lady would agree, young lady, as long as you follow the young commander, talk more about what the young commander likes to hear, coax the young commander, and the young commander will be happy."

How the old slaves live in the future depends entirely on the young lady.

Seeing that Chu Yunyao had gone to the star storage building, the butler was completely relieved.

Chu Yunyao pushed open the door of the study and felt the oppressive atmosphere inside.

It was getting dark, and there was no light in the study, so it was dark. Chu Yunyao stood behind the door and stretched her neck to look inside.

Mo Lingyuan turned his back to the door, with his hands behind his back, Xin Chang's body was straight, and he was looking at the military map hanging on the wall.

Hearing the movement, he didn't even turn his head, and asked coldly, "Where is Young Madam? Haven't come back yet?"