[Old Nine Gates] Jing Mo can't stop bleeding and love you

After Jing Mo said goodbye to Yin Xinyue, he took a few Ting Nu and Gun Nu to Changsha overnight.It was on the train to Changsha that Jing Mo met Lord Belle.

At first, it was just that Jing Mo didn't want to stay in the box, she felt too bored, and, thinking of Zhang Qishan, she was confused and desperately wanted to find something to do, so she took a listener to the restaurant.

The food on the train was only enough to fill one's stomach, how could one insist on delicious food, not to mention, Jingmo did not ask for expensive food in order not to attract the attention of others.

Jing Mo couldn't eat the rice as he poked it with the chopsticks.

The long-distance passenger transport itself made people feel depressed, and the food seemed to have no appetite. Jingmo barely ate half full, and refused to eat any more despite the slave's persuasion.

When he was in Zhang's house, Zhang Qishan left early and returned late, and Jing Mo was basically the only one who ate three meals in Zhang's house, and occasionally Jing Mo would cook by himself.Zhang Qishan is keen on feeding her. The vegetables and fruits at home are all the freshest, and he can also get some hard-to-eat fruits. If Jing Mo eats alone or with Luo Han, the meal will only be two or three dishes The dishes are not wasteful, but basically there is no repetition in the dishes within a month. It is no exaggeration to say that Jing Mo's food is even better than that of Zhang Qishan, the owner.

"It's no wonder that Ms. Yun can't eat. The only few times I went out with Ms., I took some snacks by myself when I took the train. These dishes, let alone Ms., even us slaves seem to have no appetite." Ting Nu, who was sitting next to Jing Mo, was chattering while cleaning up the food on the table.

When leaving, Yin Xinyue was afraid that Jingmo Road would be boring, so she deliberately picked a lively Ting Nu to follow her.Listening to the little girl's talk, Jing Mo thought that Xinyue really had the foresight, and she really didn't find it boring to have a "little talker" to accompany her along the way.

What the little girl said is not an exaggeration. Jing Mo has seen their lives in Yin Xinyue's house for a few days.Yin Xinyue will not treat her servants badly, what's more, these servants basically grew up with her, and their quality of life is better than that of girls in ordinary families.

It's like, the big maids in Jia's mansion are no worse than the low-ranking noble ladies in knowledge of etiquette. Naturally, life is also like this.

For the sake of safety, Jing Mo dressed up as an unmarried young lady, and did not allow people around her to be called "Mrs. Zhang", but uniformly called "Miss Yun".Although it was Jing Mo who changed her mind, she never expected that it was herself who couldn't get used to it for a while.The first time Jing Mo heard the people around him yelling like that, he was still in a daze - he didn't expect that such a long time had passed since he came to this world.

Jing Mo helped clean up the dishes on the table, spurning himself in his heart.It's really hard to go from extravagance to frugality. In modern times, it's okay to eat work meals all day long, but now it's good. If you don't have an appetite, you basically can't eat.Thinking about it, Jing Mo couldn't help complaining to Zhang Qishan again, that he made her talk up.

Jing Mo thought about the last time he took the train to Peiping. Didn't he also buy restaurant meals with the girl and others?Then how can she eat it?

Hmm... It seems... It seems... Zhang Qishan fed her?

Jing Mo shook his head, no, I can't think about it anymore.

"Miss Yun? Are you okay?" Ting Nu saw that Jing Mo was shaking his head and asked her suspiciously.

"Ah? It's okay!" Jing Mo returned with a blank look.

"Then why is your face so red, and your eyes... seem to be crying? Do you have a cold?" The little girl's innocent question made Jing Mo lower his head again, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Can she say she knows why her eyes look like weeping?

......

"Amo, do you know that when you are shy, your eyes are wet...don't tempt me anymore..."

......

Zhang Qishan's whispers from that night seemed to be still in his ears, Jing Mo couldn't help touching his ears, and stood up in a panic: "I, I'll go back first."

Jing Mo walked with his ears bowed, and bumped into someone as soon as he walked out of the restaurant.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Jing Mo stroked his forehead, but he still remembered that he bumped into someone, he didn't even see who it was, so he hurriedly apologized.

"Huh? It's you!"

"Ah?" Jing Mo was greeted enthusiastically, but looked up in a daze.

Who is this?Do I recognize it?