Nie You knelt for a while, still not understanding, then stood up, picked up his sword, and walked into the house, saying, "What does this have to do with me? What does this have to do with His Highness?"
He hit Miss Mo, not Lord Mo.
Even if he didn't have a wife, it wouldn't be His Highness.
But he had no intention of marrying Miss Mo.
As the sun set, the house became bright and airy.
Mo Yunzhao sat by the window, eating a coconut and red bean roll, and smiled with narrowed eyes, praising Fu Liu's excellent cooking skills.
"Lord of the City." Fu Meng entered and saw this scene. She bowed and reported, "Those criminal servants have been killed, and their heads have been sent to the Holy Extreme Gate. The Second Miss will receive them in two or three days."
Mo Yunzhao put the coconut and red bean roll he had taken a bite of back onto the plate. "Your injury hasn't healed yet, so rest for a few more days. There's no need to rush into anything."
Fu Liu stood by, serving, her eyes wide as she watched as the coconut and red bean paste roll that Mo Yunzhao had just put down, which he had only taken a bite of, mysteriously vanished.
This... this is a case of being robbed?
Fu Meng: "Now that Fu Feng is gone and so many guilty servants have been punished, this servant should stay by your side."
"You should rest first. Once you're healed, I have something else for you to do." Mo Yunzhao picked up another coconut and red bean paste roll, parted her red lips slightly, opened her pearly teeth, took a small bite, and chewed slowly.
Fu Meng raised her head, then lowered it again. "Yes."
Mo Yunzhao put down the coconut and red bean paste roll, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and the sweetness in his mouth dissipated.
She looked up, her gaze landing precisely on Fu Meng. "Those left behind at Zhaotian Garden are all people I trust. Don't overthink it."
Fu Meng, whose thoughts had been seen through, lowered her head in shame and said, "Yes."
She thought the city lord no longer trusted her and was going to abandon her, which was why he told her to rest and not let her do anything.
She misunderstood.
Fu Liu watched helplessly as the red bean paste roll vanished into thin air once again. This time, her eyes widened as she saw a snow-white hand and a fleeting glimpse of a red sleeve.
Which thief is so audacious as to steal from the city lord's mansion!
Fu Meng looked up and saw a strikingly handsome man standing outside the window, quickly picking up a cup of tea from the table.
His cheeks were bulging, and there were crumbs of cake at the corners of his mouth.
Now, holding a teacup, he squinted his peach blossom eyes, took a sip, as if drinking some kind of nectar.
"temple……"
Fu Meng and Fu Liu were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. Just as they were about to shout, Ling Jingyu pressed his index finger to his lips, signaling them to be quiet.
This thief is His Highness the Crown Prince.
Mo Yunzhao tilted his head slightly. "What's wrong?"
Fu Liu didn't dare to say, "No, please eat more to fill your stomach."
Fu Meng honestly replied, "His Highness the Crown Prince is outside the window."
Mo Yunzhao picked up another coconut and red bean paste roll and took a bite, frowning.
Ling Jingyu glared at Fu Meng; this maid had no sense of propriety at all.
Fu Meng said expressionlessly, "He stole the coconut and red bean rolls you ate, and he's drinking the tea you drank."
Eat what she ate, drink what she drank.
This is not indirect...
Mo Yunzhao's face suddenly flushed red, and she slammed her small hand on the table angrily, "Ling Jingyu!"
"Why."
Hearing her call his name, Ling Jingyu responded happily.
Mo Yunzhao was furious and threw the coconut and red bean paste roll in his hand as if it were a weapon.
Ling Jingyu caught it with his mouth and mumbled, "Ah Zhao has eaten it before, so it's delicious."
"You lecherous scoundrel! I'll kill you!"
Mo Yunzhao was both ashamed and angry. After getting up, she rushed out of the window and attacked Ling Jingyu.
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