I really don't want to take shortcuts anymore

"But after all, Huo Yu is a Changling Order with a rank of more than two thousand stones." Mr. Mo said: "His father is even more prominent in the court. Even if he enters the palace as a concubine, it is something that many women want. You really can't be tempted. ?”

Luo Qianhuai raised his head and looked at him: "Although my subordinate is from a humble background, my grandfather's family has ancestral teachings, and he must not be a slave or concubine. Not to mention that he is just an official with two thousand dan, no matter how high his status is, I am the same. It’s impossible to agree.”

She didn't expect Mr. Mo to understand. A life-long relationship between two people is completely incompatible with this era. Not only men, but also women cannot understand it.

Therefore, the best ending for her soul that accidentally broke in was to die alone. Fortunately, I have medical skills by my side. The worst I can do is recruit more disciples and grandchildren to support me until the end of my life.

Mr. Mo's face was still so calm and calm, as if what she just said was what he expected.

"So if you want to win Mrs. Luo, you need a matchmaker to marry her." His eyes were like the moon under the cold pool, reflecting the brilliance of the stars and the moon.

"This is just the most basic condition." Luo Qianhuai was still immersed in his own thoughts and did not notice his strangeness: "My subordinate's request is too high, and no one may be able to agree to it, so whether it is Huo Yu or others I probably won’t marry anyone.”

"If there are any other conditions, Mrs. Luo might as well tell me." Mr. Mo's voice seemed to be softer and more pleasant than usual, with a little tingling in the ears, full of persuasion.

"There's nothing to say." Luo Qianhuai shook his head and raised his eyes to meet his: "Young Master, now that you know about Huo Yu, what can you teach me?"

The smile in Mr. Mo's eyes deepened.

"You are good." He stood up and walked to Luo Qianhuai's case and said condescendingly: "Don't worry, since you are my subordinate, you will be protected by me. I will make arrangements for Huo Yu and I will let him die. I shouldn’t have any thoughts.”

Luo Qianhuai was so happy that he immediately forgot all about what he had just said to criticize Mr. Mo. Although the big boss was a little cold and ruthless towards Wei Ying, he was still as warm as a spring breeze towards her. And judging from what he said, it seemed that this matter was easy for him and not a difficult matter at all.

Luo Qianhuai's smile immediately became sincere and flattering, and he followed Mr. Mo out of the house with all kinds of flattery, free of charge, making Mr. Mo's smile slowly Frozen on the face.

He stopped suddenly, and Luo Qianhuai couldn't brake in time and hit him hard on the back.

This man looked weak, but his back muscles were as if they were made of steel. The tip of her nose was sore from the impact, and her eyes turned red, and she shed physiological tears.

Mr. Mo has never seen such a look.

His slender, jade-like fingers were warm, with thin calluses on their fingertips, and he couldn't help but gently stroke the tip of her red nose.

"Are you so delicate?" A whisper sounded above her head, so softly that it seemed to be blown away by the wind.

"Where am I so squeamish?" Luo Qianhuai didn't realize that his tone at this time seemed to be coquettish.

"There are tear ducts on both sides of the nose. After being injured, the outlet of the nasolacrimal duct will be blocked. Tears cannot flow down and can only come out from the eyes, so I am not crying, you know?"

"Ha." Mr. Mo laughed softly and stroked her hair with his right hand: "She is obviously still a little girl, so what's wrong with being more delicate?"

This action was too intimate, and Luo Qianhuai was not a real girl, so alarm bells immediately started ringing in her heart.

She wiped away her tears, took a step back calmly, and moved her head away from someone's hand.

Mr. Mo's hand froze in the air for a moment, and then he let it go naturally.

"It's not convenient for me to come here during this time, remember to take care of yourself." His tone was unprecedentedly doting: "Don't make it difficult for yourself. No matter when you look back, I will always be there."

After saying these words, he swayed and disappeared before her eyes.

Luo Qianhuai felt baffled. What's wrong with Mr. Mo today? His speech and behavior are all weird, as if he's taken the wrong medicine.

She was puzzled when Xingjiu appeared: "Madam Luo, how do you feel? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Luo Qianhuai feels good about himself. But she immediately realized why Xingjiu asked this question.

"So what happened after I came back last night?"

Xingjiu looked at her with eyes that were obviously at a loss for words.

"Since Mrs. Luo doesn't remember, don't ask."

The more she said this, the more curious Luo Qianhuai became. Under her relentless questioning and even orders, Xingjiu finally spoke carefully.

If what happened last night was a drama, when Luo Qianhuai fainted and fell asleep in Mr. Mo's arms, it was just the prologue.

The show officially started after Mr. Mo took the trouble to feed her more than half a bowl of hangover soup.

Maybe it was because Luo Qianhuai's stomach was really full last night, and the hangover soup not only had no effect at all, but actually helped the dam burst.

Mr. Mo, who had always had a mysophobia, was held tightly by her and vomited all over his arms. The expression on his face at that time was simply wonderful. Unfortunately, Xing Jiu, who came in to tidy up, did not dare to look further.

The Mingyue Tower always kept Mr. Mo's clothes and utensils, and Madam Zhu immediately brought them over in person. She also prepared the wooden barrels of fragrant soup that Mr. Mo needed for his bath.

After both of them were cleaned up and the room was spotless with no smell at all, everyone thought that the night was over. Unexpectedly, Luo Qianhuai's depression disappeared and he became energetic and continued to act like a monster. .

She muttered about what "little fresh meat" she was looking for, and refused to sleep in her own room. Instead, she rushed directly to Mr. Mo's room, slammed the door open, and then hugged him and sang again and again. Jump.

The songs she sang had a weird tune, and the lyrics were even more straightforward. Xingjiu still felt a little red when she mentioned it even now.

Luo Qianhuai felt very embarrassed when she heard this, but she still wanted to know which good song from her previous life she had performed.

"The eldest lady sang several songs last night, all of which we have never heard before. Even the young master and Camp Leader Wei, who are knowledgeable people, couldn't recognize which country the tunes were from."

"Then can you still remember the tune and lyrics?" Luo Qianhuai worried and rubbed his hands.

Looking back on the past and traveling through the years, every day is exciting and fulfilling. I can’t remember the number of social deaths, but there was one more last night.

This time Xingjiu nodded: "I just remember a few words... The young master walked north, and the little girl looked south. This life is about to be separated, and it will be unforgettable. I wish you warm winters, and wish you Spring is not cold, I hope you have a light when it gets dark and an umbrella when it rains..."

Luo Qianhuai nodded numbly. It turned out that this song had not escaped her clutches.

"Madam Luo." Xingjiu looked up at her secretly and asked cautiously: "Since you are so reluctant to let go of the young master, why do you have to leave?"