Chapter 3274

Mo Siyu didn't know how he got out of the priest's mansion. He only knew that after Qin Wuyan nodded, the soles of his feet seemed to be oiled. Before Qin Wuyan could react, he quickly left the room. Recalling his memory, he came out of the inner hall of Nuo Da's priest's mansion with a lot of crutches...

When he arrived in the courtyard, Mo Siyu was just about to climb into the carriage when the butler chased him out, holding a porcelain altar in his hand: "Young Master Yu, the high priest said that the slug can be used as medicine, so he intends to give it to you."

Mo Siyu refused: "This thing has little medicinal properties, just like peeled cicada skin. It is not very useful. Thank you for the kindness of the high priest. Since it can be kept in the side hall, it must be a very important thing. I will not It's so beloved, hehe."

You should keep this disgusting thing to yourself.

The housekeeper explained: "It's not too important, but there are a few tablets placed in the side hall. The Taoist priest said that it is best to hear the sound inside, so as not to be too lonely, so he put the slug inside."

Mo Siyu didn't care about these messy reasons, he scrambled into the carriage and put down the curtain: "Thank you for the kindness of the high priest, I really don't need this thing, so let's just leave it."

After finishing speaking, he urged the guards to hurry and leave the priest's mansion.

After going out for a long distance, Mo Siyu lay on the window, looking at the darkened sky, his heart was agitated, and scenes of Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips and nails rolled in his mind.

She couldn't figure it out: a person who has been dead for a long time, the blood has been blocked for a long time, even if a special method is used to keep the body intact, it will definitely not be the same as a living person.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, her lips were red, her nails were pale pink, her face was peaceful, no different from a living person who was asleep.

No, there is still a difference.

She couldn't hear Zhuang Xiaoyu's breathing, and she probably didn't have a heartbeat either.

Before she could think clearly, she heard the rapid sound of "da da da" horseshoes.

The snowflakes began to fall again. Through the fine snow, Mo Siyu looked up, and saw a young man in a black cloak, riding in a hurry towards her on horseback.

Because it was too fast and hasty, snow fell all over his body, and the snow on Mo's hair melted into water, crystal clear.

As they got closer, Mo Siyu shouted joyfully, "Brother Yan, I'm here."

Chu Chuyan reined in the reins hard, and the horse's hooves soared into the air, barely stopped, and stopped beside the carriage.

The escort driving the car stopped.

Chu Chuyan turned over and got off the horse, jumped into the carriage with a stride, raised his hand to lift the curtain, and bent over to sit in.

The carriage was warm, and when he sent her away from the Chu Mansion, he was afraid that she would be cold, so he filled the carriage with silver charcoal and ordered the guards to warm the brazier properly.

As they got closer, Mo Siyu found that the slight snow on Chu Chuyan's thick and curly eyelashes had melted into water, hanging on the eyelashes glitteringly.

The pitch-black eyes seemed to have been soaked in snow, the water eyes were translucent, as deep as a cold pool, staring at her without blinking.

Mo Siyu didn't expect him to come, so his brows and eyes couldn't help but curled up, he reached out to pat the snowflakes on his body, and asked, "Did you come here specially to pick me up?"

Her fingers accidentally touched his cheek, and she felt that the tentacles were cold and without warmth, and she felt distressed immediately: "Why are you riding so fast, are you so cold that you are about to lose consciousness?"

She stretched out her hand to hold his cold fingers, and breathed in her palm, "Is it warmer?"