Chapter 1214

On the second day, Mo Lingyuan went to the bamboo garden to play with Xiu'er for a while, and watched Mo Lingwei and Xiu'er go to the street in a carriage.

Mo Lingyuan arranged for Mu Qing to secretly mix in the crowd with ordinary-dressed guards to protect the two of them.

Xiu'er was already two years old, and she was hugged heavily in her arms, avoiding strangers, holding Mo Lingwei's neck tightly with both hands, refusing to let go or let the servant who went with her hug him.

Mo Lingwei had to find an open-air teahouse to sit down and rest for a while.

The crowds on the street are bustling, rubbing shoulders, just in time for the Dragon Boat Festival, and the aroma of rice wine and rice dumplings wafts along the way.

Mo Lingwei put Xiu'er on her lap, ordered two pots of tea, and asked the servant to buy some rice dumplings of various flavors, peeled off the leaves, and fed them to Xiu'er with chopsticks: "Xiu'er, Try it and see if it tastes good?"

Xiu'er opened her small mouth and chewed slowly, not knowing whether she was hungry or thought it was delicious, her eyes were fixed on the bowl.

Mo Lingwei was so happy that she fed most of the zongzi to Xiu'er.

Afraid that he would accumulate food, he rubbed his chubby belly: "Xiu'er eat less, and the rest will be given to aunt and mother, we will buy some to take home later, and cook it for Xiu'er every day, okay?

Let's drink some tea to digest food first. "

Mo Lingwei brought the water glass to his lips, and Xiu'er pushed it away after taking a sip.

He stared straight at the crowd walking north and south on the street, his dark eyeballs didn't know what he was searching for.

Mo Lingwei rested for a while, and after eating and drinking, she asked him, "Where does Xiu'er want to go? Let's go shopping again, shall we?"

Xiu'er remained silent, and Mo Lingwei assumed that he agreed.

The servant took out the purse to pay the bill, and came back after a while, "Miss, the shopkeeper said that someone has paid the bill for us."

"Who?" Mo Lingwei looked around, and there were unfamiliar faces sitting around.

The servant pointed to the upstairs: "It is said to be a young man in the private room."

Mo Lingwei looked up at the window upstairs, and saw a handsome man standing in front of the window, smiling slightly at her and nodding his head.

Looks like I have to go up and say hello.

Mo Lingwei carried Xiu'er to the teahouse, and just as she reached the door, the door of the private room opened.

Mo Lingwei stretched out her hand, and there was a small ingot of grained silver in the palm of her hand: "Thanks to the care of the young master, the little girl is very grateful..."

The man in front of him smiled heartily, interrupted Mo Lingwei, and bowed to her, "Miss Mo, my surname is An Haoyu, is someone close to the second son of the palace. To lure Miss Mo up the stairs, one is not to be noticed, and the other is to ask Miss Mo a question."

"You ask." Mo Lingwei saw that the visitor was so frank, she took Wen Yin back, and hugged Xiu'er tightly. Although her voice was not cold, she couldn't hear the slightest enthusiasm: "I will know everything I can say, and I can't." I don’t know anything about it.”

An Haoyu couldn't help showing a wry smile.

No wonder the second son of the palace repeatedly hit a wall in front of Miss Mo.

This Miss Mo seemed to be gentle and gentle, but she was also very fragile, but she didn't expect such a strong temper, it was too easy to twist.

This sentence is clearly a warning to him: Don't talk about official business, only talk about unimportant private matters.

And she dared to go upstairs with the child in her arms without even the nanny following her, so she was probably ready to retreat completely.

An Haoyu dismissed the idea of ​​inviting her into the house, even if he invited her, he would not be able to go in, "I just want to get some definite news from Miss Mo, how is Miss Bao'er doing now?"