stealing from you

It was rare for Ah Jing to wake up early, but except for the head of his family, everyone else was in bed.

It was common for Liansheng to get up late, but Ye Zhou was always the first to get up, which puzzled Ah Jing.

Mo Wen didn't care about this, he heard the conversation between Lu Changyan and Liansheng last night, and he made a rough guess.

"Sect master, why don't I call the young master, the food is going to be cold." Ah Jing said.

"No need." Mo asked.

Ah Jing had no choice but to sit obediently, watching Mo Wen take a mouthful of buns and porridge.

"I'm so sleepy..." Lian Sheng rubbed his eyes and walked down the stairs.

"Did you become a thief last night?" Ah Jing asked.

Liansheng complained: "It's not that Ye Zhou was drunk last night, I waited for a long time before putting him to sleep." After finishing speaking, he stretched his waist, "I'm exhausted."

Ah Jing was surprised: "Master, have you been drinking? Are you still drunk?!"

"Yeah, you can bring him sour plum soup later, I think he will die from a headache." Liansheng grabbed the buns on the plate and started to eat.

"...I'm going to make sour plum soup." Ah Jing left the table immediately.

Liansheng was chewing on the steamed stuffed bun, almost lying on the table, he looked at Mo Wen, who was pale, and thought that Yusheng had checked Mo Wen's pulse several times, with a very serious expression, so he asked: "My lord, are you sick? "

Mo Wen glanced at him and didn't answer.

Lian Sheng rolled his eyes and said, "My sister told me all about it."

Mo Wen glanced at him again and said, "Keep quiet."

"Hey, you are really sick!" Lian Sheng said proudly.

"..."

Something seems wrong?

Lian Sheng immediately changed his words: "Can it be cured?"

Mo Wen shook his head.

"Sister can't be cured?!" Lian Sheng's eyes widened.

Mo Wen nodded and said, "I don't have much time left."

"Why is this..." Liansheng was a little sad. Mo Wenyu Qianjimen, Ye Zhou, and Ah Jing are all important existences. Although he is usually cold, his heart is not bad. He is taciturn and a bit awkward. man.

Such a person is about to die at a young age. He hasn't married yet, right?

"There will be a solution." Lian Sheng raised his head and said affirmatively: "There will always be a solution, Lord Sect Master, you can't give up the treatment!"

"..."

Mo Wen left quietly after eating and drinking.

Holding the bun in his hand, Liansheng watched Mo Wen's back disappear at the end of the stairs, and then Lu Changyan came out.

"Little guy wakes up so early." Lu Changyan smiled meaningfully, "I thought you'd lose energy."

Lian Sheng raised his chin and snorted, "The hangover is the worst."

"Including your son?" Lu Changyan raised his eyebrows, "Speaking of which, he seems to be still asleep, did you tire him out last night?"

"He deserves it." Lian Sheng said.

"Why, what did he do to you to make you angry?" Lu Changyan used his gossip skills, sitting in front of Liansheng, and asked mysteriously, "Did you slap him?"

Why did he slap Ye Zhou?Liansheng wondered.

"Well, brother, I'll help you vent your anger." Lu Changyan said brazenly.

Liansheng was just about to splash Lu Changyan's monstrous face with porridge, "I won't tell you, you and Ye Zhou are accomplices, are you making fun of me?!"

"Hehe, I have a big temper." Lu Changyan jumped away, "Ye Zhou and I are half and half responsible for this. How Ye Zhou treats you, you ask yourself, is that what a master should have for a servant? Besides, What do you think of Ye Zhou? Master, benefactor, master? Think about it, I don't want him to get involved in this kind of thing again."

Besides... It means that Ye Zhou has broken it before, oh yes, he also has a ten-year-old son.

"Little guy, I think someone has told you about this kind of problem before." Lu Changyan narrowed his eyes, "Is that right?"

Lian Sheng thought for a while, then nodded, Yun Heng had talked to him about his relationship with Ye Zhou in the coffin in Mugui Mountain Palace.

"Do you know why I told you this?" Lu Changyan approached him and whispered in his ear, "It's not that I deliberately match you up, but we can all feel that you are the same as us."

Lian Sheng's eyes suddenly widened, a little dazed.

"Maybe you don't accept it now, but I think anyone with a little discernment can see it. Ye Zhou, Mo Wen, the other kid probably doesn't know, maybe...your family members know too." Lu Changyan said.

Liansheng suddenly recalled that the way my sister looked at him and Ye Zhou was always very complicated, and she hesitated to speak several times. Did she...have noticed it a long time ago?

Lu Changyan saw Liansheng frowning after being stunned, so he patted his head, "Okay, don't think about your little head, someone will feel sorry for you."

Lian Sheng came back to his senses, but his expression was still blank.

"I'm talking too much. Ye Zhou knows that he's going to turn his back on him. What I said just now must be kept secret." Lu Changyan clasped his hands together as a beggar.

Liansheng nodded silently.

"Good boy." Lu Changyan stretched out his hand to rub Liansheng's head.

But at this moment, Ye Zhou was standing at the stairs, watching Lu Changyan stroking Liansheng's head like a dog, Liansheng was in a daze, turning a blind eye to Lu Changyan's behavior, he couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"Are you sober?" Lu Changyan immediately withdrew his claws and said in a dazed voice.

Ye Zhou's head was still aching, he walked down the stairs, "What did you and Liansheng say?"

"What can I say? Just chat." Lu Changyan spread his hands.

Ye Zhou sat down and said to Liansheng: "Chang Yan likes to scare people, don't let him scare you."

Liansheng replied sullenly: "Yes."

Seeing this, Ye Zhou glanced at Lu Changyan.

Lu Changyan smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away.

"What did he... say?" Ye Zhou asked Liansheng.

Liansheng shook his head, and then ran to the kitchen. Not long after, Ah Jing came out with sour plum soup: "My lord, you won't have a headache after drinking sour plum soup."

Thinking of how Lian Sheng avoided mentioning it just now, Ye Zhou felt that this sour plum soup could not relieve his headache.