On the second day, Chu Yunyao and Mo Lingyuan rarely woke up until Chen Shi. After eating breakfast, Mo Lingyuan was about to go out when he looked up and saw Cheng Xinqi coming out of Gong Su's bedroom, her brows furrowed fiercely. for a moment.
Why is this woman here again?
Mo Lingyuan turned to look at Chu Yunyao, Chu Yunyao was also a little surprised, and asked coldly, "Why are you still here?"
Cheng Xinqi bit her lips, and poured the water from the porcelain basin into the yard, "Did Mrs. Mo forget? Yesterday you agreed that I would stay and take care of the second son of the palace, and the second son of the palace also agreed, take me back to Jin city.
The second son of the palace is unwell, so you have to leave someone to take care of him. It’s a long way to go to Jincheng, and Miss Bao’er can’t take care of so many of you alone..."
Chu Yunyao's mind was full of the contents of yesterday's letter, but she couldn't remember whether she agreed to stay and take care of the second son of the palace.
It doesn't matter if there is one more person or one less person, Ling Wei has bad legs.
I have been weak in the past few days, and I also have sunflower water, so I can't take care of myself.
Bao'er was frightened yesterday, and it was too hard to serve so many people every day. Since Gong Su had agreed to let Cheng Xinqi take care of her all the way, he also promised to bring Cheng Xinqi back to Jincheng.
If you follow along, you will not be affected by anything, and there is nothing you can do.
Chu Yunyao followed her.
Mo Lingyuan has always respected Chu Yunyao's decision. Seeing that Chu Yunyao had no objection, he wished Cheng Xinqi would turn all his attention to Gong Su, and of course he would not object.
In the early hours of the morning, He Wenhao and Feng Yichen sent them to the train station.
Chu Yunyao snuggled up to Mo Lingyuan, hugged Xiaobai, and looked around at the two people standing alone on the platform, feeling a little lucky in her heart.
It's impossible for Feng Shaojin not to know that they were about to leave the south, so he resisted not coming to see them off.
Although this heartless guy broke up with Mo Lingwei, at least Mo Lingyuan was the one who contributed money and strength for him. Although he benefited the people in the south, at least the south is under the jurisdiction of the Feng family.
He didn't even have the heart to send Mo Lingyuan off.
But after thinking about it, I think this is pretty good, after all, Feng Shaojin is going to be engaged to Miss He after the Lantern Festival, so it's better if it's broken cleanly and thoroughly.
Chu Yunyao couldn't help asking Feng Yichen: "The Feng family and the He family are about to get married, so it must be very festive, right?"
Feng Yichen was full of reluctance, looked away melancholy, looked into the empty night, and said helplessly: "What's there to celebrate, my brother was tricked by my father, and the two of them completely fell out.
As for the He family, I heard that Second Miss He seemed to have gone crazy in the past few days, looking for that man named Yun Che everywhere.
Hearing that Yun Che had appeared in the best inn in Nancheng, she reserved a room and squatted there every day, just to wait for that man to appear..."
As he said that, Feng Yichen's eyes shifted to Chu Yunyao quietly: "I heard that you had contact with that Yun Che, but do you know where that man is now?"
Mo Lingyuan pricked up his ears, he also wanted to know Yun Che's whereabouts.
Chu Yunyao smiled slightly, and shook her head: "I don't know exactly where."
Even if I know it, I can't tell you.
Mo Lingyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Yun Che hadn't had much contact with her.
Chu Yunyao said again: "My lady only knows that she is still in Nancheng, and she will leave Nancheng after tomorrow."
In a day and two nights, the train left the border of the South City and entered the North City.
Mo Lingyuan's eyes were slightly cold, and his voice was cold and serious: "How did you know?"
Chu Yunyao replied with a smile: "I guess."
Mo Lingyuan: "..."