Report to the owner, madam is crazy again

After seeing off the heads, Yan Moxiao was obviously absent-minded, sitting at the table, tapping his fingers on the table, looking through the table, wondering what he was thinking.

"Master?" Tang Qin and Luo Qing stood by the table, looking at Yan Mo with a puzzled smile.

Yan Moxiao stopped tapping on the table, then turned to look at the two of them, and nodded to them.

"Tell me what you found in the mine this time!"

Luo Qing nodded, and took out something wrapped in a cloth towel from his bosom, inside was the human skin mask that had been ripped off from the faceless smiling face.

"We found that this mask was made by the same person as the mask worn by the right protector when he rebelled, and it is more delicate than the one worn by the right protector. Similarly, it is also a piece of real human skin."

After Luo Qing finished speaking, he continued: "We found a few members of the Blazing Fire Cult in the branch of the mine. They guarded a man with a completely different mask, but he did not die. Presumably he was slapped. Mei Wenzu is gone."

Yan Mo looked at the mask with a smile. Although it smelled like ivy flowers, the mask was very delicate, like a high-quality forging material.

"Where are people?" Yan Mo smiled and asked Mei Wenzu.

"When we rescued him, Mei Changqing saw him and took him away."

This was said by Tang Qin. She had fought with Mei Changqing before, and naturally knew a little about Mei Changqing's insidious methods, so she subconsciously disliked Mei Changqing.

"That's right, if Mei Changqing can't even tell his nephew apart, it will become a joke."

Yan Moxiao took the mask over and looked at it again, before throwing it on the table.

"Hand in hand, Mei Wenzu's face should still be worth a lot of money, just wait!"

Yan Mo stood up with a smile, and looked at the two of them, "You are also tired all day, go and rest first!"

"Yes," both of them agreed, but they didn't move. After a day of exhaustion, they haven't eaten anything yet.

Yan Moxiao walked upstairs slowly, and when he reached the stairs, he paused again, then turned around and pushed open the door of the room just now.

The candle inside was not lit, and the window was not closed. In the small guest room, it was clear at a glance, but in the bed, there was a shadow leaning motionlessly against the bed rail.

Yan Mo smiled and lit the candle, and then turned his head to look at the bed again. Yi Liu was covering his clothes, leaning against the innermost part of the bed curled up, and fell asleep with his head against the wall.

This was the second time seeing Yi Liu in such a sleeping position. Yan Moxiao sat on the edge of the bed, hugged Yi Liu, laid him flat on the bed, removed his clothes, and covered him with a thin quilt.

Looking carefully at Yi Liu's sleeping face, Yan Mo's smiling eyes felt suddenly enlightened.

It turned out that those strange feelings that he would have when he saw him were because of that kind of emotion. If it wasn't for what the leaders said, he probably wouldn't have thought of it.

He knew that some rich and noble families would accept some good-looking men as child molesters, and that's what the headmen probably meant, but Yan Moxiao didn't think that Yi Liu was his child molester.

At the very least, Yiliu is not such a humble thing as a plaything to him.

His feeling towards Yiliu should be the kind of feeling that he wants to give him any good things and always protect him behind him. Yiliu deserves the best treatment.

Looking at Yi Liu's sleeping face, Yan Mo smiled and felt his lips itch. The kiss just now was so shallow, but he still remembers the feeling of that kiss.

Reaching out his hand to gently press Yiliu's lips, Yan Moxiao leaned over and kissed it lightly. It wasn't a deep kiss, but it was enough to make him physically and mentally excited.

However, when Yiliu came back to his senses just now, he pushed back as if resisting.

Yan Mo's smiling eyes gradually darkened. Not all men can accept intimate contact with other men. Maybe Yi Liu just didn't realize it at the time. When he did, didn't he just push him away?

Yan Moxiao was a little distressed, he didn't want the relationship he just understood to end like this, maybe he should work harder.

The first time you think someone should be kept, then you must keep him.

Leaning down to kiss Yi Liu's lips again, Yan Moxiao straightened the quilt for Yi Liu again, then stood up and left the room.

From that night onwards, everyone began to realize that the relationship between the owner and the young master seemed to have changed, but they couldn't figure out where the change was.

Yan Moxiao always got up early, and then went to Yiliu's room to wake Yiliu up, and then Yiliu would watch Yan Moxiao practice kung fu, and then the two of them went to have breakfast together.

They are almost tired of being together all day long, which seems to be the same as before the young master left, but the atmosphere between the two of them always has a feeling that makes people want to be angry.

Everyone didn't know that this feeling of anger, in modern terms, probably came from the anger of a single dog.

It is normal for Yan Moxiao to be nice to Yi Liu, but it is rare for Yi Liu to show something. Another morning, Yi Liu unexpectedly got up earlier than Yan Moxiao, and only went downstairs after drinking a glass of throat moistening water. Found the shopkeeper.

"Guest officer, what's your order?" The shopkeeper was still rubbing his eyes, looking up at Yiliu.

Yiliu opened his mouth, looked at the shopkeeper's face and said nothing, he tried to open his mouth again, and then made a very slight sound.

"Can you lend me the kitchen?" Yiliu took out a piece of silver from his pocket, which was the same silver that he had borrowed from Luo Qing.

"Okay, okay, the guest officer can use it, but it needs to be quicker. The guests have to get up, and we have to prepare breakfast as soon as possible."

The shopkeeper happily took the money, and put it in his pocket, don't take the money for nothing.

When Yan Moxiao went to call Yiliu, he didn't find Yiliu, he frowned and called the guards, only then did he know that Yiliu had gone to the kitchen very early.

When he came to the kitchen, there was already a burst of fragrance from the kitchen. When he walked in, he saw Yi Liu standing by the stove, and a fire master was putting firewood into the stove.

Probably because the inn was booked down, even the kitchen was cleaned up very cleanly, but Yan Moxiao just stood at the door and didn't go in.

It's not that he believes in the nonsense of a gentleman far away from the chef, but that he is full of poison, if he goes in and leaves something behind, everyone in the inn may suffer.

Yi Liu also saw Yan Moxiao coming, and smiled at him with the corners of his lips curled up, then waved to the fire master, telling him to stop burning the fire,

Yi Liu put the porridge in the pot into the casserole and covered it, took the bowls and chopsticks, and then came out with a tray.

Yan Mo took Yi Liu's tray with a smile, and frowned when he saw the sweat on Yi Liu's brow.

"Just tell the guards what you want to eat, they will tell you, why come to the kitchen by yourself, and watch you heat it up."

Yiliu coughed lightly, he was not used to speaking, and his throat would hurt if he made a loud voice, so he just spoke softly.

"In the past few days, I have noticed that your mouth is a little flaky, probably because you are a little bit angry. I made shrimp and lotus seed porridge for you. It can relieve your anger. You should eat more!"

Um?Yan Mo couldn't speak with a smile, getting along with Yi Liu day and night, it was nothing at all, but since he understood how he felt for Yi Liu, seeing Yi Liu seemed to touch him further, it's strange if he didn't get angry.

When they arrived at the front hall of the inn, the two found a place to sit down. Yan Moxiao took the bowl and poured a bowl for Yi Liu first, and then poured a bowl for himself.

Sitting down and taking a sip of the porridge, Yan Moxiao felt that he was very satisfied. The porridge cooked by the person he likes has the fragrance of lotus seeds and the sweetness of shrimps in it. It is very delicious.

"Ah Shui is really good, you can boil porridge on your face," Yan Mo praised with a smile, and drank another half bowl of porridge while talking.

"I don't know how to do it. It's just that I was tired of staying in the ward before. The nurse in charge of me happened to be learning how to cook porridge, so I followed along."

Holding the bowl in both hands, Yi Liu sipped the porridge, frowning slightly after drinking it, as if it was a bit salty!

"Ward? Nurse?" Yan Mo laughed. This was the first time he heard Yi Liu talking about himself. After drinking another bowl of porridge, he looked at Yi Liu suspiciously, because he didn't understand what these two words were. mean.

Yiliu thought for a while, and then explained: "The ward is probably a room where lunatics are kept. All the tables and chairs inside are fixed to the floor. I have always lived in such a room before."

Yiliu thought for a while, and continued, "The nurse is probably...the doctor's assistant, or a drug boy or something."

After finishing speaking, Yi Liu looked at Yan Moxiao, only to realize that Yan Moxiao was looking straight at him, Yi Liu paused, and then lowered his head deeply.

He has been living in a place where lunatics are kept, so he is not a lunatic himself, otherwise, he would not do such things as biting people.

"Ah Shui, don't panic, no one will lock you up in the future," Yan Moxiao stretched out his hand to hold Yi Liu's hand and clenched it tightly in his palm, his eyes filled with distress.

"In the future, Ah Shui will talk more about himself. Ah Shui sounds nice. I also want to know more about Ah Shui."