Chapter 1273

Chu Yunyao was even more puzzled.

Could it be that Mo Lingyuan is hiding something important from her?

Chu Yunyao stepped aside calmly, and only knocked on the door to enter after Mu Qing and Duan Changyu left the study.

When Mo Lingyuan saw that it was her, the corners of his tightly pursed lips slowly curled up: "Are you up?"

Chu Yunyao nodded, looked at his expression, and asked, "I heard that Mu Qing and Duan Changyu came here early in the morning, did something difficult happen?"

"No." Mo Lingyuan shook his head and denied, "It's just that the Feng family is a little restless, and they just came here to report the situation."

Chu Yunyao asked again: "Last time you said that the murderer who absconded in the farm might be someone from the Feng family and the Gong family. How did the investigation go?"

"It's indeed from the Feng family..." Mo Lingyuan saw that she looked unhappy, stood up, walked around the desk, and stood in front of her: "I know you want to track down the murderer, and so do I.

Believe me, I will definitely defeat the Feng family and the Gong family, find out that person, and avenge Jinyu. "

Chu Yunyao's frowning brows relaxed: "Of course I believe you. Have you found the knife that was inserted into Jinyu's chest?"

Mo Lingyuan paused: "Not yet."

Chu Yunyao sighed: "You are busy with your work, I will go and see Siyu."

She left the study with a normal expression, wandered around the house, and asked the housekeeper, "When did Duan Changyu and Mu Qing come here?"

The current butler of the Governor's Mansion works in the hands of Steward Su, and he has great respect for Chu Yunyao. Since the young lady asked, she knew that she could talk endlessly: "Come here early in the morning, they came here specially to help .

Madam cried and howled all night, making the house restless, so she moved her to a secluded courtyard at the back.

The warlord is not in good health, and I don't know when he will get better. Young Madam, you and the Young Master settled here, and they may have to live for a long time.

Madam is the second young master's biological mother after all, Mr. Duan and Mr. Mu came over early in the morning to help move the items in Madam's house to the courtyard where she lives now..."

Chu Yunyao listened silently, her mind spinning quickly.

What Mo Lingyuan didn't want her to know must be something that was not good for her.

There are so many servants and guards in the whole mansion, there are too many to do these things manually, do people with identities like Duan Changyu and Mu Qing drop everything and come to help early in the morning?

It's so illogical.

Chu Yunyao turned around, raised her foot and walked towards the backyard: "Which courtyard does Madam live in, show me."

The butler trotted ahead and brought Chu Yunyao to the side yard in the backyard.

The courtyard was secluded and desolate. Although it looked a little old, it was cleaned fairly well. Although it was not as luxurious as the main courtyard, it was not too bad.

Things and decorations are a bit old, it seems that no one has lived here for a long time.

Chu Yunyao walked in step by step, but did not hear any movement from inside.

The butler whispered: "Since the passing of Second Young Master Mo, Madam's mind has deteriorated day by day, and her temper has also become stronger day by day. She often throws food on the servants, is extremely difficult to serve, and likes to talk crazy things. ,so......"

Therefore, the servants in the mansion can avoid as far as they can, and they don't want to be contaminated with bad luck.

Chu Yunyao's heart was as clear as a mirror, and she arrived at the door of the bedroom with the door lock unimpeded.

Except for the two guards guarding the courtyard gate, there was not a single serving servant.

Chu Yunyao said in a low voice: "It's fine if I'm here alone, you go out first."

The butler couldn't wish more, turned around and left lightly.

Chu Yunyao stood at the door for some time, and was about to take off the copper lock hanging on the door when she heard a whistle...