After Qin Zhirou left, her confidant came out from behind the screen, "My lord, this Qin Zhirou is becoming more and more blatant, she thought that without Mo Lingyuan, the handsome seal in Mo Zhongtian's hand would fall into Mo Jinyu's hands?

Perhaps Mo Zhongtian would rather re-train Mo Lingyuan's children than let Mo Jinyu take on this important task. "

A contemptuous smile emerged from the corner of Gong Yao's lips: "Stupid woman, she thought she was seeking power for her own son, but she didn't know that she was forcing her son to die.

As long as Mo Jinyu is in good health, it is impossible for him to stop halfway and wait until now when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming before heading back to Jincheng. "

His confidant sat down beside Gong Yao: "My lord, once something happens to Mo Lingyuan, Mo Zhongtian will definitely not be able to bear the blow, even if Mo Jinyu comes back to take over the commander-in-chief, he will die from physical and mental exhaustion.

As for the child in Mrs. Mo's womb, it's just a posthumous child, and there's nothing wrong with it.

At that time, the power of the Mo family will fall into your hands sooner or later, Eldest Young Master.

The stability of the north will depend entirely on the Eldest Young Master in the future. "

Gong Yao tapped his fingers on the table: "Don't forget, Chu Yunyao is not easy to mess with either."

"It's just a weak woman, with the title of Mrs. Mo, relying on Mo Lingyuan's favor, she is a bit lawless, she speaks directly and does everything directly, easily offends others, and is not liked by Mo Zhongtian.

As for her Yunlai Pavilion and Yunlaike, although they make a lot of money every day, they are all taken care of by Wen Tingyun, the young master of the Wen family. She is nothing more than a hands-off shopkeeper. Don't think too much about this woman, Mr. .

In terms of ability, this Chu Yunyao may have a little bit of medical skills.

As for the others, it is not worth mentioning at all, the eldest son does not need to put that woman in his eyes. "



Mu Qingcheng stood at the door, and after listening to the conversation between the two, she quietly returned to the bedroom barefoot...

In Wangyue Pavilion, even though Chu Yunyao ordered people to take care of the flowers and plants in front of the house and behind the house, those potted plants still died slowly.

Servants came in and out to move the dead potted plants out of the yard.

It's April, and the weather is getting warmer every day.

Chu Yunyao sat on the rattan chair in the yard watching the peach blossoms in full bloom, and counted the time when Mo Lingyuan would come back.

Originally, Duan Changyu told her that he would be back in three days.

Later, it was said that there was a delay in the middle of the journey, about seven days.

Now seven days have passed, almost ten days, but Mo Lingyuan still hasn't come back.

She stood up, walked to the soft bed under the tree and lay down, waved to the servant, and asked, "Is Mr. Duan in the mansion?"

"No, Mr. Duan has been very busy the past few days. He came back in the third watch and went out in the fifth watch." The servant replied cautiously.

Probably because of pregnancy, Chu Yunyao became more and more sleepy and tired day by day, she spent most of her time sleeping, she was not very interested in what happened around her, and her mind was a little dull: "Young Master Duan is back, let him come over Find me, I have something to ask him."

"Yes, Young Madam." The servant took a blanket and put it on her body: "Although it is April, the wind is still a bit chilly, Young Madam, please don't fall asleep."

Chu Yunyao nodded, and was about to get up and go back to the bedroom.

A scolding and contemptuous voice came from the gate of the courtyard: "Didn't you keep saying that she is not in the mansion? You dog slave, even dare to deceive my wife."

The housekeeper's face was ashen after being scolded, and his fat and round body blocked the door: "Madam, our young lady is not feeling well today, if you have anything to do, you can just tell the old slave directly."