"So everything is fine here. Can you leave?" According to the position of her heart, Hu Yueru stood up with her arms and raised her feet into the wing room. With a bang, she closed the door and leaned against the door frame, Slowly slide down: "don't be upset. Let Xiangyi come and accompany me. If I lack anything, she is a woman with a cymbic orchid heart, and will make arrangements for me. I still have some silver in my hand. I won't be short of food and clothing in a year and a half. Don't worry about me..."

Across a closed door frame, Mo Chengyue raised her hand, stroked her outline along the shadow on the door, and whispered, "well, if there's anything, let someone go to Mo mansion to find me. This is my carry on..."

"Mo Chengyue." Hu Yueru sucked her nose: "can you leave me some face, don't come suddenly in the dead of night, and don't say these outrageous words to me?"

Mo Chengyue: "

There was a silence outside the bedroom.

After a long time, the young man sighed heavily. Mo Chengyue spit out a word: "good!"

The footsteps soon disappeared outside the bedroom.

Hu Yueru waited for half a ring before opening the door. She saw that a black gold token was placed at the door under the faint moonlight. She picked up the black gold token and held it in her palm. Looking at the empty wall, she only felt that her heart was empty

Mo Chengyue kept looking at her silently. She saw that she picked up the token she had left her, and the corners of her lips slightly lifted up. She looked at the wall for a long time, and was even more elated. Until she retreated into the bedroom, closed the doors and windows, and extinguished the lights, she jumped down from the branch of the tree and landed steadily on the ground.

The man in black came to Mo Chengyue: "little Lord."

"Take good care of Madam Shao and don't allow those disciples in Jincheng to come near."

"Yes!"

Mo Chengyue finally looked at this small farewell yard, then turned over and mounted his horse and disappeared into the boundless night

Inside the carriage.

Xiangyi was sitting in the carriage with her blurred eyes open. The drinks in her belly poured into her throat. She tightly grabbed the corner of he Fusheng's clothes and covered her mouth.

He Fusheng patted her on the back and asked with concern, "what's the matter, isn't it comfortable?"

"Want to vomit." Xiangyi's voice was as wet as his eyes, like thousands of small claws scratching the young man's heart, liver and lungs.

As soon as he Fusheng heard this, he quickly stopped the carriage and held Xiangyi's arm: "I'll help you get off."

"I... have soft legs." Xiangyi only felt that the whole person couldn't make any effort, and his body was soft.

As soon as the voice fell, he Fusheng directly picked up Xiangyi, jumped down from the carriage and put her to the side of the road. Mo Xiangyi squatted on the ground, his fingers tightly grabbed he Fusheng's clothes and vomited earth shaking

After spitting out the porridge and side dishes for dinner, the feeling of tumbling in my stomach is much better.

The boy took a kettle from the carriage and rinsed for Mo Xiangyi. After Mo Xiangyi drank several mouthfuls, the whole person was sober.

He Fusheng's handsome face was full of concern and a hint of joke: "a little osmanthus rice wine can make you drunk like this. Fortunately, I sent you back to Mo mansion. If another man was changed, I don't know what I would do."

He took out a white handkerchief from his cuffs and gently wiped the saliva on her lips: "if I am not in Jincheng in the future, you must not be as drunk as today..."