Every world I die young

Mu Jiayan's heart slammed down again as he had just mentioned it, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, he also had a secret sense of disappointment lingering in his heart.

He raised his head and looked, Mo Yinglan seemed to have recovered from the erratic state just now, and kept silent again, looking back at him silently.

Mu Jiayan gritted his teeth. In order to conceal the true emotion in his heart, he grabbed Mo Yinglan's hand and said, "Brother Bai, what happened in front? Let's go and have a look."

Mo Yinglan shook her head, "Why are you so lively?"

Mu Jiayan chuckled, scratched his head and said, "I've been trapped in a small room since I was a child, and my family never allowed me to go out. I guess I'm overwhelmed."

Mo Yinglan laughed, "You're not in good health, they don't let you go out casually for your own good."

"So we go and see?"

"Uh... well, just watch for a while, you're not feeling well."

"Oh yeah, brother, you are so kind, I love you so much!"

When Mu Jiayan saw Mo Yinglan's fair and clean ears immediately turned red, he turned his head in a panic, hummed lightly to cover up, and walked forward quickly with both hands and feet.

Mu Jiayan was pulled back, staring at Mo Yinglan's slightly embarrassed back, he suddenly felt that this person was quite cute, if only he didn't fight against him.

A few small folks were juggling in front of them. It happened that one of them, Golden Rooster, was performing independently, holding a thin rod in its mouth, and lifting up a porcelain plate. Maybe that person was too nervous, and all the porcelain plates fell on the ground accidentally. land.

Everyone around booed and left one after another without much interest. Mo Yinglan and the two walked to the scene of the incident easily.

The boy who made a mistake and messed up the performance looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, his simple and honest face was covered with sweat, he was staring at the messy ground with red eyes, and his big rough hands trembled slightly.

Mo Yinglan sighed, took out a few pieces of silver and put them on the broken porcelain, "Well, it's for you."

The boy's red eyes were wide open, and he looked at him in disbelief, shaking his head like a rattle, "My lord, I can't take this money, I can't take it."

Mo Yinglan pursed her lips, her face was tense, and she refused to give in at all. Seeing that the boy was about to cry, Mu Jiayan pulled him helplessly, and said with a smile: "Little brother, I was startled by what big brother said just now. He is a stupid person who can't comfort others, you helped him out, this is the reward, accept it with peace of mind."

"Is that so? Thank you, thank you two sons!" The young man wiped his tears hard. He could see that the two noble sons in front of him felt sorry for his difficulty in making a living, but this son took such good care of his emotions. The young man at the bottom of the society was so moved that he couldn't stop bowing to thank him.

After walking far away, Mo Yinglan said softly: "You are really a good person."

Mu Jiayan suddenly felt that it was ridiculous, if he was a good person, then there probably wouldn't be any bad people in this world.

Following behind Mo Yinglan, Mu Jiayan looked a little dazed. He was just...using this man's kindness to buy time for his mother to completely wipe out the only traces left in Mancheng. How could he come to Mo Yinglan? Did he show his kindness?

Mo Yinglan, he has experienced so many intrigues and intrigues, how can he still be so credulous to others?Don't you ever doubt your own motives?

Suddenly, he felt... a little naive.

The two went shopping together, and Mo Yinglan called a sedan chair to take them back to the Prime Minister's Mansion when they were too tired to walk.

After Mo Yinglan got off the sedan chair, when Mu Jiayan was about to pull up the curtain again, Mo Yinglan subconsciously asked to stay: "Young Master Su, you are not in good health, why don't you just stay overnight at the Prime Minister's Mansion and go back tomorrow .”

Mu Jiayan looked at the base of his ear, um, it was really red.

Although he didn't understand why Mo Yinglan was so shy so easily, it didn't delay him, "Brother, I have to go home to take medicine, how about we get together some other day?"

There was disappointment in Mo Yinglan's eyes, "Then you go back quickly, I won't delay you."

Mu Jiayan smiled and pulled down the curtain, the sedan chair turned around and set off. Mu Jiayan closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, the corners of his mouth slightly curved. This was the first time he had seen such a vivid and real Prime Minister...