Duan Changyu had to ride behind Mo Lingyuan, not understanding what happened.
All the way to Tian'en Temple, Mo Lingyuan got off his horse, stood at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the majestic mountain and the long stone steps leading to the top of the mountain, and clenched his fingers.
When Duan Changyu saw that Mo Lingyuan had reached the foot of the mountain, he hesitated, and asked, "Are you afraid of disturbing the young lady's cleaning, or should I go up to have a look for you?"
Mo Lingyuan was noncommittal: "..."
Duan Changyu pondered Mo Lingyuan's expression, not knowing what was going on in his mind, so he walked up the stone steps on his own initiative, and walked quickly up the mountain...
In the wing.
When Yun San received the news, his pretty face almost turned pale with fright, so he hurriedly pushed Yun Shiyi to the vanity mirror, arranged her makeup and clothes, and said, "My lord came here with Mr. Duan, Mr. Duan!" I've already come up, I don't know if the master will come up with me, please calm down."
Yun Shiyi covered his mouth and wailed: "Third sister, the person who came this time is a master, if he really treats me as a young lady, what should I do? What if he wants to hold my hand?
I can barely cope with holding my hand, but the relationship between the master and the young lady is so good, and they haven't seen each other for many days.
As the saying goes, not seeing each other every day is like three autumns.
What if he wants to hug me and touch me? Didn't I sacrifice a lot? "
Yun San didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and patted her on the head: "I know you're nervous, so don't cover up your uneasiness with poor talk, if you really get to that point, just confess it.
This is a quiet place of Buddhism, and your nonsense is not tolerated. "
Yun Shiyi was like a deflated ball, with a miserable face of "Heaven is going to kill me": "Third sister, I'm so scared!"
"Don't be afraid." Yun San inserted Chu Yunyao's favorite hairpin into her bun, "Do your best to obey fate, you think in your heart that you are the lady, and the lady is you, so do what you want, be calm. "
After all, because he was younger and had seen Mo Lingyuan's powerful aura, he had a natural awe towards Mo Lingyuan.
Just after tidying up, there was a knock on the door.
Yun San took a deep breath, winked at Yun Shishi, and opened the door of the wing.
Duan Changyu stood at the door and cupped his hands towards Yun Shiyi who was sitting inside: "Young madam, my master ordered me to come and see you."
"Where is Master?" Yun Shiyi looked behind him, no one was there, and seeing Duan Changyu standing at the door like a log, his nervous mood immediately relaxed, "Master, come up?"
Duan Changyu shook his head: "I don't know."
Yun Eleven: "..."
Duan Changyu said again: "Master is probably afraid of disturbing the young madam, you clean up."
Yun Eleven: "..."
Is the Young Madam's temperament suitable for Qingxiu? Only a fool like you can believe this excuse.
Yun Shishi: "How's the injury on the master? Don't you plan to come up?"
Just as Duan Changyu was about to answer, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and he suddenly turned around to see Mo Lingyuan standing behind him at some point.
Duan Changyu called "Master" respectfully, and moved to the side in a numb manner, giving way to the door.
Mo Lingyuan supported the door frame with one hand, and stood with his hands behind his back. Standing outside the door, his gaze was like a torch, staring at "Chu Yunyao" sitting at the table.
When Yun Shiyi saw Mo Lingyuan, the evil god, come over in person, he was so frightened that his hands and feet went limp, and he couldn't even stand up.
Seeing this, Yun San helped Yun Shishi to stand up with a bit of resentment, pinched the back of her waist with his fingers, and smiled at Mo Lingyuan: "Young Madam was still concerned about your body just now. Is the injury healed..."