Chapter 3273

"That's right, many homeless people froze to death in Yuecheng." Mo Siyu took the opportunity to say, "Fortunately, Yuecheng has a new city lord, so they didn't starve to death."

Seeing Qin Wuyan's eyes focused, Mo Siyu thought that the high priest actually cared about people's livelihood in his heart, so he continued on his own: "The city lord dug the cave dwellings, and the houses that were crushed by the heavy snow The victims have settled down.

A porridge shed was also set up to distribute food every day, which can be regarded as a benefit.

It’s just that the city lord seems to have many plans that cannot be implemented, and he is eager to see you, the high priest, and can only be arranged after getting your approval. I don’t know when you have time, can you meet him..."

At first, Qin Wuyan thought that Mo Siyu came here for some purpose, but he didn't expect that he came for the newly appointed city lord, "After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I will summon him in person."

After Qin Wuyan's personal promise, Mo Siyu felt relieved, it was inconvenient to stay for a long time, and planned to leave: "In that case, I won't disturb the priest's busy work, I'll..."

"Wait." Qin Wuyan put down the pen in his hand, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the bed inside: "Since it's here, these ointments are also for the priest's wife, so go and follow them." Let's chat with the priest's wife."

Mo Siyu: "..."

Mo Siyu refused in his heart. Seeing that Qin Wuyan had opened the bead curtain and entered the room, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow, until he reached the side of the bed.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was dressed in red, lying quietly in the brocade quilt woven by mandarin ducks, her eyes were closed tightly, as if she was asleep.

The appearance is peaceful, the skin is like snow.

only......

Mo Siyu's eyes fell on the woman's lips, and the once dark blue lips turned bright red. Mo Siyu thought he was wrong, blinked, and looked again...

Yes, it is indeed bright red!

The woman's arms were placed outside the brocade quilt, and the bright red quilt made her slender hands more delicate and white.

Mo Siyu's eyes fell on the woman's nails, and the once dark blue nail shells began to reveal a faint cherry pink.

Mo Siyu raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, noticed the high priest's scrutiny, and smiled, "The high priest and madam are really close couples, even if the madam is lying on the bed, the high priest will dress up madam well beautiful.

The makeup and the color of the henna juice on it are so pretty. "

Hearing this, Qin Wuyan withdrew his gaze from Mo Siyu, sat down on the side of the bed, held Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand, and stroked her nails one by one with his fingertips: "You also think that the priest's wife's Do your fingernails look nice?"

"Of course!" Mo Siyu said truthfully.

"This priest also thinks this color looks good." Qin Wuyan ran his fingertips up Zhuang Xiaoyu's arm, caressing her lips: "I haven't seen her like this for a long time."

After a pause, he continued, "I didn't dye her nails today, nor did I put makeup on her. This is her original base color..."

Mo Siyu's first reaction: You are lying to ghosts!

What would a dead person look like without makeup?

The first time she saw Zhuang Xiaoyu, she had seen her nails, which were clearly dark blue in color.

Is it possible that a person who has been dead for ten years will slowly come back to life?

Seeing Qin Wuyan put Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand on his face, Mo Siyu felt creepy and panicked, she couldn't stay any longer: "High Priest, it's getting late, I... I'll come to see Madam next time, and I won't disturb your tenderness with Madam."