Sometime later, Bian Lan fell asleep in the chair.

Bian Lan was within Mo Chenyu's reach; the two were quite close, and Mo Chenyu could almost see the fine downy hairs on Bian Lan's face, which was very cute.

"Young Master?" As soon as Mo Ting entered, he saw his young master staring intently at Bian Lan's face. The look in his eyes struck Mo Ting as very strange; it was too gentle, and he felt that it shouldn't be like that.

So he spoke up.

Mo Chenyu snapped out of his reverie upon hearing the sound: "Shh, don't talk." As he spoke, he looked at Bian Lan.

Moting kept silent.

After a while, he whispered, "Young Master, Bian Lan probably isn't comfortable sleeping sitting up like this. Should I wake him up and let him go back to his room to sleep?"

Mo Chenyu shook his head: "Let's leave it at that."

Mo Chenyu secretly wanted to keep her a little longer.

Mo Ting felt very strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong. He felt somewhat superfluous and out of place in the atmosphere of the room.

"Young master, when shall we have dinner?"

Mo Chenyu: "Let's wait for Bian Lan to wake up. You can go out now!"

Mo Ting went out.

When Bian Lan woke up, there was only a little light outside. She mumbled sleepily, "How did I fall asleep?"

Mo Chenyu: "You're awake. Since you're awake, let's eat first."

Bian Lan: "Okay."

The two ate together before Bian Lan left.

After Bian Lan left, Mo Ting hesitated for a moment before finally speaking, "Young Master, is there something between you and Bian Lan...?" Mo Ting was too embarrassed to finish the sentence.

Mo Chenyu: "Some what?"

Mo Ting: "That's a bit too much."

Mo Chenyu fell silent upon hearing this. He knew that he and Bian Lan had indeed gone too far, and the distance between them had long since surpassed the bond between master and disciple.

...

The next day, Mo Chenyu went to Madam Mo's side again. There was a quiet and gentle girl by Madam Mo's side. The girl was good-looking and served Madam Mo very well.

When Madam Mo saw Mo Chenyu enter, she perked up and said, "Chenyu, this is your cousin Shu Yun. You two met when you were little."

Shu Yun blushed and said to Zhe Mochenyu, "Greetings, cousin."

Mo Chenyu said calmly, "Cousin."

Then, as if she had flipped a switch, Madam Mo began to talk about Shu Yun.

“Shu Yun has had a hard life. Her mother passed away early, and your uncle is a scoundrel who later married a formidable woman. When she came to visit last year, she was so thin that she was just skin and bones, so I decided to take her in. She is also very filial and takes great care of me.”

Shu Yun: "Aunt, what are you saying? I'm your niece, isn't it only right that I take care of you and be filial to you?!"

The two sang in harmony, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.

Bian Lan glanced at the atmosphere in the room and suddenly seemed to understand something before leaving.

Seeing Bian Lan leave, Mo Chenyu's fingers twitched slightly, and he began to appear somewhat absent-minded.

"...Chen Yu, say something!"

Mo Chenyu was distracted and didn't hear what Madam Mo said.

"Mother, I didn't hear you clearly just now, what did you say?"

Madam Mo smiled and said, "I said, spend some time with Shuyun. I know my own health. I'm not worried about you or your older brother. I'm just afraid that once I leave, Shuyun will have a hard time taking care of her."

Mo Chenyu: "What are you saying, Mother?"

Shu Yun: "That's right, Aunt will surely live to be a hundred years old. Shu Yun can't live without Aunt."

Seeing the two of them like this, Madam Mo smiled and said, "Alright, let's not talk about it anymore."

After talking for a while, Madam Mo got a little tired and said to Shu Yun, "You've worked hard taking care of me, go and rest first!"

Shu Yun could tell that she had something to say to Mo Chenyu, so she tactfully left.

After Shu Yun left, Madam Mo looked at her son, her eyes filled with pity and sorrow: "Chen Yu, what do you think of Shu Yun?"

Mo Chenyu replied, "My cousin is gentle and virtuous."

A look of satisfaction flashed across Madam Mo's face: "Then how about I betroth your cousin to you as your wife?"

Mo Chenyu was taken aback upon hearing this, and then immediately refused, saying, "Mother, my cousin is very good, she deserves someone better."

Upon hearing this, Madam Mo said, "Your cousin is good in every way, except for her bad luck."

Mo Chenyu: "Mother, my cousin is lucky to have met such a good aunt like you."

Madam Mo sighed, "While I'm alive, I can still support her and make decisions for her. Your uncle has something to rely on in our family, so he's already somewhat hesitant. I said I liked Shuyun and wanted her to stay with me, and your uncle didn't dare say anything. But I don't have many days left to live. Your cousin has such a father and stepmother. After I'm gone, how can her life be easy? Apart from her bad luck, I think she's a very good person. She's gentle, considerate, and quiet. She'll definitely be able to take good care of you. With you in the capital, you can also prevent her from being burdened by her parents. What do you think?"

Mo Chenyu shook his head: "Mother, please take good care of yourself. I will take care of my cousin's matter and will not let my uncle take her away. It's just that I don't want to marry my cousin."

Madam Mo frowned upon hearing this: "Is it really impossible?"

Mo Chenyu thought for a moment and said, "My cousin is very good, but my son already has someone he likes."

If he hadn't met Bian Lan, Mo Chenyu might have agreed, since Shu Yun's situation was indeed not good.

But he already had someone in his heart, and he couldn't bring himself to marry his cousin.

Madam Mo was taken aback when she heard this. She knew her son well and understood his inner conflict; he actually had a girl he liked.

This was something she hadn't expected at all.

"Which family's daughter is she?"

Mo Chenyu: "Mother, I haven't told that girl yet, so it's inconvenient for me to say it out loud."

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