Chapter 1489

Mu Qing's eyes fell on the person still lying on the bed, his eyes paused on Duan Changyu's face, and the second half of the words stuck in his throat, Mu Qing couldn't believe it: "This, this..."

What the hell does this happen?

Grandpa is still sleeping on the bed indifferently.

Another grandpa appeared in front of him alive.

Chu Yunyao was relieved when she saw Mu Qing, who was always calm, react like this: "If this is the case, it will be considered a success."

Mu Qing immediately realized, "Changyu, is it you?"

Duan Changyu nodded: "Isn't it very similar?"

Mu Qing nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Like, I really thought about it too much. Young Madam's skin painting skills have reached the peak."

It's no wonder that when he was pretending to be Yun Che, he searched around and didn't notice anything strange.

Defeated by the young lady's mysterious and unpredictable skills, Mu Qing was convinced from the bottom of his heart.

Chu Yunyao picked and picked among the pile of miscellaneous things that Bao'er found, and then carefully groomed Duan Changyu. Seeing that the details of the face were taken care of exactly like Mo Lingyuan, she was finally satisfied.

"Bao'er, Mr. Mu, what do you think? Can those people tell the difference?" Chu Yunyao was still worried.

Bao'er nodded: "If Changyu doesn't say anything, he looks exactly like Master from head to toe, those people shouldn't be suspicious at all."

Mu Qing echoed: "It's really similar. This face is like looking in a mirror. If it wasn't for Master, I would be lying on the bed, and I wouldn't be able to recognize it as Changyu."

Chu Yunyao nodded, pointed to the black cloak, "Put it on."

Bao'er quickly picked up the cloak, put it on Duan Changyu's body, wrapped him tightly, and said: "Changyu, you must remember that you are the seriously injured master, don't show your flaws."

Duan Changyu gave a low "hmm", and let Bao'er help him tidy up his clothes and cloak, as if a warm spring was flowing through his heart.

Chu Yunyao took out a gun from her bosom and stuffed it into Bao'er's hand, "No one is allowed to come in without my order. You guard this threshold for me, and don't want anyone to know that Ling Yuan is going to die." lie here.

Otherwise, shoot to kill! "

Bao'er took the gun, held it tightly in her hand, and nodded heavily, "I will not let anyone in except Miss, even if it is Changyu and Mr. Mu, I will keep them out."

Duan Changyu: "..."

Mu Qing: "..."

Heartless Miss Bao'er, at critical moments, she only remembers your young lady, it's fine if she doesn't trust Mu Qing, an outsider, but she can't even trust her future husband, and she's not afraid of hurting Duan Changyu's heart.

As if entrusting Siyu, Chu Yunyao confessed: "I handed Ling Yuan over to you."

After speaking, he supported Duan Changyu's arm and left the bedroom without looking back.

Mu Qing followed closely behind the two of them, watching Chu Yunyao help Duan Changyu walk through the long verandah all the way to the meeting hall, and immediately ordered the guards with him: "My lord is awake, send an order to go to the meeting hall to discuss fighting."

The guard looked eagerly at Mo Lingyuan who had "come back to life", and muttered, "Young Madam is really a miracle doctor!"

Then he ran to call someone.

In the chamber.

Chu Yunyao supported "Mo Lingyuan", who was pale, grim, and frowning, to sit on the large chair covered with blankets in front of the table.

She glanced sideways at Duan Changyu, and asked softly: "You can see clearly when the time comes, who is the most lost and flustered when you appear here?"

Duan Changyu lowered his eyebrows, "Okay!"