Uncle Loyalty's beards trembled: "Who are you? You pretend to be gods and play tricks for a while. My young master kindly let you take the carriage, and you actually repay your favor."
Chu Yunyao looked at Mo Jinyu who was staggering, and said coldly, "Come up."
Mo Jinyu couldn't move anymore, gasped, and looked at Chu Yunyao with calm eyes: "Girl, you can't kiss each other, you are pregnant, just lie in the carriage and have a good rest, I, I will take a walk, It's all right."
With a bearded expression on his face that hated iron, he wished he could stun his idiot young master, and couldn't help roaring: "The carriage belongs to you, young master, and it's all right if she takes over the magpie's nest. If you let you go up, you can go up. Why bother with so much etiquette?"
Chu Yunyao moved the muzzle of the gun, aimed at the bearded head, and looked at Mo Jinyu, "Either, you come up, or, he dies."
Hearing the words, the bearded man picked up Mo Jinyu and ran to the carriage: "Of course the young master chose the carriage."
With that said, he stuffed Mo Jinyu into the carriage.
A special carriage, the carriage is very large and empty, covered with thick blankets, it can be used as a bed to sleep in.
On the low table was a pot of tea and a volume of books.
Chu Yunyao and Yun Da sat on both sides of the carriage, and Mo Jinyu sat near the car curtain, with his long legs bent and arms resting on his knees, looked at Chu Yunyao, and asked with concern: "Are you better?" .”
Chu Yunyao lowered her eyes and did not speak, the trembling eyelashes betrayed the ups and downs of her heart.
Mo Jinyu sighed, and asked again: "You are pregnant, how can elder brother rest assured that you come to this wild place alone?"
Chu Yunyao's eyes were dim, and she looked up at him, "Do you know my identity?"
Mo Jinyu was noncommittal, seeming to agree: "Jinlan wrote me a letter, saying that my eldest brother is married, and I know what happened in the Mo family. My mother must have touched the bottom line of my eldest brother this time, right?
I am not a long-lived person, and life and death have long been considered.
In order of seniority, I should call you sister-in-law... Is the brother in sister-in-law's mouth too similar to me? "
Chu Yunyao turned her face away, and never looked at Mo Jinyu again. Mo Jinyu saw that she looked sleepy, so she wisely didn't continue to ask.
When the group arrived at the mansion, Mo Lingyuan was not there. The housekeeper was a little confused when he saw Mo Jinyu following behind Chu Yunyao, and didn't know what to do.
"Arrange two guest rooms for them to live in." After Chu Yunyao finished speaking, she went to Wangyue Pavilion.
The butler had no choice but to order someone to tidy up the Lan Lou and let the two live in it.
After the two of you settled down, the housekeeper ran out with oil on his feet, blocked Mu Qing and Duan Changyu, and asked eagerly: "What's going on, why was the second young master of the Mo family brought back to the mansion by the young lady?
Aren't you afraid that the master will blame you and fly into a rage? "
Duan Changyu and Mu Qing answered honestly: "I'm afraid."
It's not just fear, it's almost to death.
"What are you afraid of?" Just when several people were feeling up and down, a deep and cold voice came from behind. Mo Lingyuan passed by the side of the three of them, like a gust of cold wind blowing by, he lifted his foot towards the door of the study. The direction went, "Is everything done?"
Duan Changyu: "..."
Mu Qing: "..."
The two of them bit the bullet and followed to the study room, and terrifiedly told the ins and outs of the matter. Mo Lingyuan listened expressionlessly, his face seemed to have knocked over a paint tray, from white to red, from red to blue, from Blue to purple, and finally black.
But Mo Lingyuan's focus seemed to be in the wrong direction, and his voice was full of imposing momentum and storm, and he was on the verge of getting angry, "Say it again, who did Young Madam mistake Mo Jinyu for? "