The male protagonist has no heir? Hurry up and get dressed, the pregnant beauty is here to fuck you

Qu Xinyue felt relieved when she saw that everything was as expected.

Mo Cangze raised his eyebrows and wanted to ask how Qu Xinyue was doing, but he was met with Qu Xinyue's charming and cold face that was distant from her, and he silently swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

He didn't understand where he offended her.

Obviously it was fine just now.

When the two of them were almost home, Mo Cangze still couldn't figure out what went wrong.

He had a sullen face, a hard corner of his jaw, frowned, and grabbed Qu Xinyue's wrist.

He asked: "What exactly did this young master make you unhappy about?"

Qu Xinyue's eyes were distant, she shook off Mo Cangze's hand, looked at him, and spoke coldly.

"Just now you asked Adong to take snake venom, didn't you want me to take it for Da Zhuang? I think our relationship is just a doctor-patient relationship, but Mr. Cang, you have crossed the line."

From what she said, Mo Cangze could tell that it was a question.

Mo Cangze's face suddenly sank, and the corner of his jaw became colder and harder: "It's true that a dog bites Lu Dongbin, but it doesn't know a good heart!"

Qu Xinyue also turned cold and sneered: "Who are you calling a dog?"

Mo Cangze: "Whoever is responsible is a dog."

He always felt like he was holding back a breath in his heart that couldn't go up or come down, and was running around in his chest.

If there weren't those bamboo tubes, would Miss Yue help Da Zhuang suck out the snake venom with her mouth?

Qu Xinyue snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "You don't think that after seeing your body, I will have to take responsibility in the future, right? Now you are still meddling in things and dictating to me."

Mo Cangze's heart skipped a beat, his ears felt hot, and he felt embarrassed and ashamed that his thoughts had been glimpsed.

But seeing the alienation and indifference on Qu Xinyue's face, his heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and he instantly became hardened and retorted.

"Miss Yue is overthinking. I will not hold Miss Yue responsible for whoever I ask to be responsible. Don't put gold on your face!"

Qu Xinyue hummed: "That's so good!"

She said nothing, turned around, left Mo Cangze and walked home.

Mo Cangze looked at Qu Xinyue's indifferent back and was so angry that he slapped the armrest of the wheelchair.

Seeing behind him, Adong, who had been afraid to speak out, was frightened.

After Qu Xinyue was out of sight, Adong asked Mo Cangze with a grimace.

"Master, why do you want to make Miss Yue angry? If she doesn't treat you, why don't you wait to die?"

When Mo Cangze and Qu Xinyue quarreled, people already regretted it.

But wasn’t it because he was rushing to get here?

He was sulking and didn't speak, just lowered his head, and the pressure on his body continued to drop.

Adong was about to cry but had no tears, so he suggested in a low voice.

"How about... Master, let's go to the town to buy some jewelry to please the little lady? I heard that women like beautiful jewelry."

After not hearing his master speak for a long time, Adong scratched his head. Just when he was about to admit his mistake for his master, he suddenly heard his master speak.

"Let's go."

Adong looked confused and asked: "Huh? Where are you going?"

Mo Cangze glanced at Adong angrily: "Of course we're going to town!"

When Adong heard this, he knew that his master was willing to put down his body to please the young lady, and he immediately agreed with a smile on his face.

He neatly picked up his wheelchair and walked towards Yunlai Town.

……

Shawan Village is half an hour's walk from Yunlai Town.

The master and servant arrived at Yunlai Town and went straight to the major jewelry shops in the town.

But there are no expensive jewelry in the palace? Both of them have seen the world.

Now looking at Yunlaizhen's jewelry, I couldn't find anything suitable after a long time of selection.

Mo Cangze felt that Yunlaizhen's jewelry was not worthy of Miss Yue, if he had to choose.

He felt that the jewelry left by his mother and concubine were quite suitable.

It's a pity that all the jewelry left by the mother-in-law are in Kyoto and cannot be given to Miss Yue now.

In desperation, Mo Cangze had no choice but to pick a plain silver hairpin with a plum blossom carved on it.

However, the highlight of this hairpin is that the hairpin body is hollow and can be unscrewed.

The craftsman who originally designed this hairpin wanted to save money on the hairpin body.

But Mo Cangze felt that the hollow body of the hairpin could hide some pills or silver needles.

More suitable for Miss Yue.

After buying the hairpin, it was already noon.

Since this morning, the master and the servant have not even eaten a drop of rice, but they have already begun to sing about the empty city plan.

The two of them saw that the lobby of a nearby restaurant was packed, and thought that the food in this restaurant should be good.

They simply entered the restaurant and asked the shopkeeper for a private room on the second floor.

The private rooms on the second floor are not completely enclosed, but are isolated by screens.

Seeing that the two of them had extraordinary temperaments, the shopkeeper had the foresight to choose a quiet corner for them.

The food was served quickly. Adong took a bite and thought it was okay, not as amazing as he had imagined.

He couldn't help but joke: "If Miss Yue doesn't practice medicine but opens a restaurant in the town, her business will be better than this one."

A smile flashed in Mo Cangze's eyes.

The anger I felt when I quarreled with Qu Xinyue in the morning has long since dissipated, and I even want to go back...

At this time, the shopkeeper led several young men over with long swords on their backs, all wearing sleeved robes and dressed as warriors.

Take a seat in the private room next door.

"Oh, I'm so exhausted. I don't know where to find people in the whole country today!"

Mo Cangze's eyes darkened slightly when he heard that the other party had a Jingzhong accent.

Yunlai Town is thousands of miles away from Kyoto, and it's very remote. Why would anyone from Kyoto run here?

At this time, the person in the private room next door spoke again.

"Does the portrait given by the host look like it? Otherwise, if we look for someone based on the portrait, why can't we find him?"

Suddenly, the portrait accidentally fell.

The thin paper fell down from side to side, just floating to the ground between the two private room screens.

Mo Cangze looked down.

The woman in the portrait is a very young woman.

Oval face, overall looks very ordinary.

But for some reason, Mo Cangze always felt that the red phoenix eyes of the woman in the portrait were particularly familiar.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, he waved to Adong and made gestures for a while.

There was a look of disbelief in Adong's eyes.

How can it be!

The master said that the person in this portrait looks like Miss Yue?

Is the master blind or mentally blind?

Miss Yue is much prettier than the woman in the portrait!

But his master asked him to find out what these people were doing in Yunlai Town, so he had no choice but to pick up three or four buns, get up and leave in a hurry.

Ever since he and his master found Miss Yue and thought that she had excellent medical skills, they had already notified some people to come over.

Now living in Yunlai Town, he had to go find those brothers and spread the news.

Adong left and came back an hour later.

Several people who came to look for someone from Yajian Kyoto next door have already left.

When Adong came back, it was already past dinner time in the restaurant. Seeing that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and told the news he had learned.

"They came from Kyoto. They were looking for runaway slaves from home. They basically searched for them all over the place."

"He is quite capable of digging three feet into the ground to find the person."

Adong hesitated for a moment and then expressed his opinion: "My subordinates think that the person they are looking for is not Mrs. Yue."

After all, how could someone as talented and beautiful as Miss Yue be a slave?

Mo Cangze said nothing, although rationally he felt that his guess was a bit ridiculous.

But when he thought of the red and phoenix eyes in the portrait, he still felt uneasy.

People who practice martial arts mostly trust their instincts.

This is the alert sent by the five senses to oneself in times of danger.