The next day, Mo Siyu had just woken up when he heard a knock on the door.
She thought that the waiter who delivered the breakfast came up, stretched her waist, opened the window, looked at the sky outside, and opened the door with great interest: "What delicious food did you cook today?"
What came into my eyes was a rich and smiling face. The butler had a kind smile on his face, and stood respectfully at the door, "Master Yu, good morning."
Mo Siyu was stunned for a moment, "How did you arrive so early in the morning, housekeeper?"
From the priest's mansion to here, at least it takes an hour's drive. In winter, it's too late. Did the housekeeper of the priest's mansion set off before dawn?
The steward gathered the cloak on his body, and respectfully said: "Young Master Yu is a distinguished guest of our priest's mansion. The high priest has given orders, so we can't neglect it, so this old slave came to pick up Young Master Yu himself."
Mo Siyu said "Oh": "Then let me wash up and go out with you."
After that, he closed the door.
She stood leaning against the door panel for a while, thought for a moment, put the snow worms in the small porcelain jar yesterday on her body, washed up briefly, and opened the door.
The housekeeper was no longer at the door. When Mo Siyu went downstairs, he saw Chu Chuyan talking with the housekeeper in front of the carriage.
Seeing Mo Siyu coming, the housekeeper lifted the curtain with his own hands, and Mo Siyu pulled Chu Chuyan into the carriage together: "Brother Yan, go with me, so that I won't be misunderstood by the world again."
In the carriage, behind the screen of the curtain, Mo Siyu took out the small porcelain altar and quietly handed it to Chu Chuyan.
Between each other, just exchanged a look, and then understood the meaning of the other party.
Chu Chuyan put away the small porcelain altar, and the two chatted about other interesting things, all the way to the priest's mansion.
After getting out of the carriage, the butler took the two of them directly to the inner hall.
Qin Wuyan seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and he was not surprised to see Chu Chuyan coming with him.
After exchanging greetings and sitting down, Mo Siyu smiled and looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu who was sitting beside Qin Wuyan, "Madam looks better today than last time."
Chu Chuyan's gaze also fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's body, and he saw that the woman with her eyes closed had black eyebrows, her skin was snowier than snow, and her vermilion lips were even more tender, as if she had put on rouge.
Chu Chuyan's gaze moved down and landed on the woman's finger on her knee, and saw that the nails on that finger were also light cherry pink, and they were very beautifully trimmed.
Hearing Mo Siyu's compliments to his wife, Qin Wuyan felt better. He held Zhuang Xiaoyu's fingers in his palm, wrapped his long arms around the woman, glanced at the woman leaning in his arms with a smile, and leaned into her ear By the side, I don't know what to say in a low voice.
Mo Siyu didn't hear clearly, but Chu Chuyan blushed, his handsome face was shy, showing a slightly embarrassed expression.
Mo Siyu turned his face away, he really couldn't see a living person acting too intimately with a corpse that had been dead for many years.
She was a little panicked, even though the woman looked as if she was asleep, but when she thought that the woman had been dead for ten years, she couldn't bear to look directly at her.
As a doctor, her mind is full of decayed internal organs and decayed bones.
The butler came over again: "High priest, the city lord has arrived."
"Bring it in." Qin Wuyan said lightly, and his eyes fell on Mo Siyu: "I invite you to come here today, not just to celebrate the Lantern Festival, Mr. Yu mentioned the city lord to me last time, so I will take the city lord Yuan as well. And called over to talk about the Moon City..."