Chapter 1105

The butler brought the food to the door of the study with tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to go in. Seeing Mu Qing approaching, he seemed to have found a savior, "Mr. How?

Even if the body is made of iron, it can't stand it? "

Mu Qing sighed, looked at the food that had been reheated several times, "I don't want to see us either, you let the eldest lady bring it in."

The housekeeper wiped away his tears, "The young lady passed out when she heard the news that the young lady had fallen off the cliff. After waking up, she shed tears all day long. If possible, this old servant is willing to exchange this life for the young lady and the young master to come back."

Mu Qing felt uncomfortable, and patted the butler on the shoulder: "Butler Su, just tell the eldest miss that you think about others when you see things, and wish you could go with the young lady and the young master, and let the eldest miss come over to persuade you.

We have already said what we should say, and only the eldest lady can comfort the master. "

The butler had no choice but to go to the bamboo garden with the food.

Mu Qing was so busy these days that he rubbed his brows with a headache.

The news that Mo Zhongtian was under house arrest spread like wildfire. The Gong family and the Si family knew that the master was so stimulated by the death of the young lady that he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. They were completely united and prepared to deal with the master together.

Luo Zifeng had already brought a group of people down to the bottom of the cliff in order to stabilize his master's mood.

It has only been a few days since the young lady and the second young master Mo fell off the cliff, yet the master wants to invite people from the upper circles to the mansion for a wedding banquet, which makes Mu Qing puzzled.

It's okay to hold a funeral banquet.

Have a wedding banquet?

If the master hadn't locked himself in the study without eating or drinking.

If it hadn't been for him to see Grandpa distraught.

He thought that the master had already walked out of the death of the young lady and the young master.

Mu Qing's mind was in chaos.

After much deliberation, Mu Qing thought, Master must be out of his mind.

When Master Ke's order came down, Mu Qing had no choice but to obey.

In his busy schedule, he took time out to write invitations, decorate the mansion, and dress up the front and back yards with a coffin face in mourning.

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Mo Lingwei heard the housekeeper's words, and walked towards Chuxing Tower with the food.

Along the way, I saw servants hanging red silk cloth on the beams of the house, and asked puzzledly, "What is this for?"

My sister-in-law just passed away, and the house is like this. Is my brother planning to marry someone new?

The servant also didn't understand: "Mr. Mu asked us to do this, and he also specially told us to make Wangyue Pavilion more festive, and renovate everything inside and out."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mo Lingwei's throat was choked, she quickened her pace, and hurried towards the Star Chu Tower.

Seeing Mu Qing standing at the door of the study, Mo Lingwei couldn't hold back the grief and indignation in her heart anymore: "Mr. Mu, my sister-in-law just passed away, and the body has not been found yet. Why did you make the house like this?"

Mu Qing's face was full of innocence, "Miss, it was my master who asked me to do this."

He pointed to his head: "Miss, is it not good here?"

Mo Lingwei: "..."

Mu Qing looked at the food in her hand: "Hurry up and bring it in and persuade me to eat some. If you continue to be so hungry, I'm afraid that if the young lady's body is not found, I will starve to death."

Listening to Mu Qing's unrestrained words, Mo Lingwei's red and swollen eye sockets became moist again.

She pushed open the door of the study and walked in with the food.

But I saw that the study room was full of scattered papers, and there was a painting hanging on the wall. The person in the painting was Chu Yunyao, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, lifelike eyes, clear eyes, and a smile on the corners of her lips, as if she was alive...

The clothes and appearance in the painting are stained with rouge and gouache, and the more you look at it, the more you feel that the person is about to walk out of the painting.

The table was in a mess. Mo Lingyuan was drawing with a pen in his hand. Halfway through the painting, he crumpled up the drawing paper on the table angrily, threw it on the ground, took another piece of paper, and started drawing again... ...